I have always been really involved in theater. I don't act, and my specialisation is costumes and make-up. I'd never considered myself feminine until I went off to University when I was 19 yr old and met my new theater of operations professor, Mr. Edmund Kean. He was a big guy, about 50 twelvemonth old with black and grey hair. At 6'4'’ and over 200lbs he cut an imposing figure.

Now, I have this picayune thing that I've been doing. When I'm alone in the fertilization way, which is often as I'm in complaint of locking up every even, I dress up in the little girl kit and rub one out. What's the harm, I figured ? I was always deliberate to never get caught. I was doing exactly this one Fri. As the last somebody left, I immediately went to the missy changing way and excitedly began picking matter out. O.K., 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 grooming room that day in my backpack.

So, I put on a little wearing apparel and wench with a pair of pink step-in that I found and got out my dildo. I usually lock the threshold behind me, but in my excitement to get to the deed, I left it unlocked. I was a few minutes into my seance, ready to cum but trying to make it live on a niggling longer, when I got the idea of trying to cum in my own lip. The perspective I ended up assuming was with my legs pointing towards the ceiling propped up against a rampart and resting on my pep pill back and neck so that my cock was only an inch from my face and it left one paw free to push the dildo into my ass while the other hand stroked my cock. perfect tense, I thought. I was really into the instant when I heard the door open. I was furiously shoving the dildo into my ass with one hand and jerk off with the other, and suddenly Mr.Kean was in the doorway, only a few feet away. I looked over at him as I came and shot a huge sticky payload over my face.

So there I was, dressed in a skirt with a pair of knock scanty holding my ankle together, a dildo up my debunk ass, and cum all over my facial expression. I was stunned, and I didn't move an inch. Suddenly Mr. Edmund Kean reached into his sack, took out his phone, and snapped a picture.

Suddenly I was enraged,

"What the shtup ? !"I said in my deepest and to the highest degree intimidating voice potential as I righted myself.

I must take in looked pretty funny, dressed in a skirt with makeup and cum on my cheek and pulling a dildo out of my ass. Mr. Kean thought so, and he laughed a little at my exclamation. Then he looked at me with a stern regard and said"that's no way for a slattern to verbalise to her pop ”.

"WHAT THE shtup ? !"I said, this meter the electrical 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 take in my cock ”.

I form of expected it at that full point, and with a somewhat faked defeated groan I got on my articulatio genus in front man of him.

"Good girl, I didn't even need to say you to kneel"Mr. Edmund Kean said. I realized he was right-hand, and blushed a slight. The idea of playing with another man's cock 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 worst when Mr. Kean unzipped himself and let his jeans fall to the floor. He was still wearing legal brief and he took a step 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 succor. Now it was straining against the framework of the briefs so I pulled the elastic down and let his cock spring out. It was magnificent. It looked like It could belong to one of those Greek statues. It was at least 8 column inch long and very blockheaded, curving slightly upward before tapering off to a circumcised mushroom head. My head was inches away from it and I was leaning forward to set out licking the shaft when Mr. Kean pulled back.

"I want you to beg for my turncock"he said. In a sudden ecphonesis of defiance I blurted out"no"but as soon as I said it I regretted it, and looked back to his perfect dick, afraid he was going to put it away. Instead Mr. Edmund Kean barked a laughter and took out his phone again. He brought up the picture he took of me earlier and handed me the phone.

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

I knew what I wanted, and I leaned over so Mr. Kean rooster was resting on my nose and took a selfie, handing the sound back to my new daddy.
Mr. Edmund Kean's smiling broadened as he saw what I did."May I suck pop's cock 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 right, to be on my genu servicing a man, and I could find blood rushing to my dick again. I looked up and Mr. Kean was taking another picture of me, this prison term with his cock in my mouth. I looked up at him as he took the movie with my back talk full of pecker. I was able to get about half his cock down my throat and began bobbing my heading back and Forth. Suddenly Mr. 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 do it your sass"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 lilliputian, but that only made his cock trickster with saliva. Soon his balls were pressing up against my mentum and my olfactory organ was buried in hair with every stroke. His fortuity became more erratic and he began to grunt. I knew he was about to cum, and was still unprepared for the pelter he unleashed in my sass. I felt his turncock jet with each thrust and I began to splutter on cum as he pulled his cock out to wind up his orgasm on my face.

"good girl,"He said,"we'll Teach you how to get down adjacent time ”.

With that, he walked out. I jerked off again, attempted to make clean up, and went base. The adjacent workweek I was cast to a lady friend role. Mr. Kean said I was perfect for the role, and that was that. Later that week, I found a musical note in my cabinet telling me to get a wax for all my haircloth waist down. My body was already almost hairless, but I liked the idea. It hurt like hell getting waxed, but damn did I ever look sexy in the mirror afterwards. On Monday, we were rehearsing a view in the play during which I have a long oral presentation part. Mr. Kean kept telling me that I needed to pretend my articulation go higher, but I just couldn't do it. After a few tries, he finally told me to stay after class today for some private phonation lessons. My cock immediately sprung up and I have to take on I was excited to show off my newly hairless body. I also couldn't period picturing his big meaty member. I waited after class as I was told, still in costume as a girl complete with make-up. I walked up to Mr. Kean office and knocked tentatively.

"Come in"said a spokesperson from inside.

I did, and walked into Mr. Keans spot. I had never been here before. There were some card for various yield and plays, some signed and others not. Directly in front of me was a tumid mahogany tree desk. I remember thinking that desk certainly wasn't bought on the schooltime budget. Mr. Edmund Kean sat behind it in an armchair with a hungry look in his eye. He was wearing a clean button-up shirt and black knickers. 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 field now, I'm going to instruct you how much of a girly minuscule loose woman you are ”.

If I wasn't completely unvoiced before, I sure was now. I nodded at him and was about to babble again when he cut me off"come over here and deal a seat ”, he said, patting his knee. I began to do as I was told and walked over to him, turning around and sitting on his second joint. Immediately, I felt coat of arms around my waist rive me in finisher to him. I couldn't help but notice the bulge pressing between my brass and I began to spin around my articulatio coxae a lilliputian bit. Mr. Kean softly moaned and began pulling up my apparel around my waist. Next, he pulled my little rock hard cock out of my panties and fit one vauntingly fist over my unharmed erection and began to quickly vacillate his clenched fist back and Forth River, sending wave of my pleasure through my body.

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

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

"hold your step-in off, and get my pecker out"He said as I was panting and recovering from my orgasm

I did as he was told, standing up to slip out of my panty and next kneeling inbetween his legs. I unbuckled his pants and pulled them around his waistline, revealing the same style of legal brief that he was wearing before and that splendiferous cock 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 mouthpiece to begin my oeuvre but I had only managed to get the tip in when I felt his strong arms reach under my armpits and get up me onto his lap, facing him.

"I'm going to instruct you how to really be a good daughter"he said.

I felt his right hand reach around me and begin rubbing my cakehole with something wet and a fiddling sticky. I realized he was lubing my hole with my own cum. The recognition made my cock turn hard again and I leaned a piffling further into Mr.Kean, allowing his probing hand better access to my hollow. My growing dick was not lost on him.

"You like it when papa plays with your piddling pussy, don't you ?"

"Mmhmm"I moaned in response.

Suddenly he hoisted me a little gamy and positioned his hammer at the entrance to my prick. I was excited and terrified. Slowly he began to push against me. I could sense his grueling member, both strong and firm, but also easygoing pushing slowly into me. I gasped a minuscule as the foreland slipped past my annulus. He smiled and gave my ass a playful slap, the vibrations feeling fantastic in my ass. Now I was the one applying insistence as I slowly sank deeper onto his rooster. It felt strange, but also wonderful to be this to the full. The last few inches started to hurt and instead of taking the unit thing I began to bounce up and down slowly. The feeling was indescribable and I was lost in my lecherousness and pleasure, still bouncing up and down on ¾ of his huge rooster. I felt his arms on my shoulders applying pressure and pushing me cryptical on each down slash. It hurt a minuscule, but it also felt incredibly salutary to be so broad and going deeper on each bounce. I was lost in the wizard when suddenly his hands pushed me down harder than before and I squealed a small in bother as I slid down the last inch of his putz all at once. Mr.Kean smiled at me.

"Now you sound like a unspoiled little slut. I knew you could do it"He said. I felt myself blush a little. He reached out and moved aside my footling dick, still hard as a sway, to record that I was completely impaled on his cock. I felt proud, and I started my rhythmic bouncing again. Soon I felt my climax beginning to progress. No one was touching my cock, but the look of sliding up and down Mr. Edmund Kean big 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 permission, I started bucking more erratically and pushing my ass down hard. My orgasm was like a wave breaking. 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. Keans chest.

"shit 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 bad"I managed to say, still out of breath.

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

With that, he lifted me up again and place me face up onto his desk, with my feet over his shoulders. 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 cerebrovascular accident became firm 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 cock inflate in my ass and with a momentuous jabbing he unloaded inside me. He kept his turncock inside my ass for a beautiful few moments. Slowly, he pulled out and I felt the emptiness as his cock flopped out, still covered in cum. I turned around, got down on my genu, and began to lick his still enormous cock clean. Suddenly, I felt it tweet. Was he getting hard again ? The sentiment caused my own cock to jerk, and I began bobbing my caput back and Forth River on his penis in earnest ...