Netball Balls – V2

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Netball Balls – V2A trans sissy’s return to school.Vince brought his car to a halt outside the school railings on its carpark with his sexy little femboy faggot sat in the passenger seat, excited and nervous at the same time.‘Thanks’ Vince for dropping me off’ Anna says as she gives Vince a cheeky kiss on his lips, she lingers her mouth a centimetre from his and rests her scrawny hand momentarily on his lap with a dirty grin.‘I’ll pick you up as well once you’re done and we can engage in our own activities together, my little kitten’, Vince replies reminding Anna of her new sissy cat-outfit he had ordered for her.The school’s well-equipped facilities doubled as a community centre on the evenings. Anna headed inside in her kit where her recently joined netball team played; this was her first game as Anna! If Vince, her black next-door neighbour had it his way, she wouldn’t have made it past his bed room door as she got changed into her netball kit at his house before they left. Anna had to admit Vince helped her become a more confident sissy, after they had engaged in many nights of pleasure together. It was hard for her to resist his love length; such was the size of the thing. Nevertheless, Anna had “come out” as transgender to her friends at school and about her sexuality, It was necessary after all for her to be a part of the girls netball team, in which they all chose to do to keep in touch after leaving school only 4 months ago.As Anna sat there in the dressing room alone waiting for the girls, she began to notice under these bright lights that, her pink French knickers she had worn where slightly showing under her white under-shorts, designed to hide her private parts beneath her combi-vest-skirt netball kit. She had to hope that the skirt line would be low enough to cover the exposing knickers, as there was no way she could lower her skirt, due to it being more of an all in one dress kit that connected to thin straps over her tiny shoulders. Anna had noticed her hormones were just starting to take visual effect. Her nipples had been sore for some time now and they were forming outwards. Vince had insisted Anna take the hormones if she was to be his true sissy faggot girlfriend.Anna hadn’t worn a bra and began to feel self-conscious about making some dressing errors, yet again. It was obvious at this stage she was just going through the transition learning from mistakes. Her hair hadn’t fully grown through yet. Those nipples poked out on a flat chest and her nails painted in pink matched her lippy that was wearing off, as Vince really did try to keep her in his house by kissing her until they opened the front door. Anna was impressed with her fake tan on her now glowing bare legs, she just had to hope everyone here was going to be supportive, especially those who she was yet to inform.The sound of the whistle goes for half time of Anna’s netball game. She sits taking in water from a bottle. The sweat had run down her youthful red cheeks and she could feel her face burning up. Anna finally felt like one of the girls, they had been great and no one seemed to batter an eye-lid at her. It was a good job she had the frame of a girl, as they may have been a little outspoken of a mismatch if she possessed a males sports abilities. It was at that point her former P.E teacher, Mr Horn walked in. Mr Horn explained that he was running late with an ill-behaved pupil he’d held back for afterschool punishment. It turns out he has taken over the role of coaching the girl’s team. Anna was suddenly nervous, as he knew her well in school when she was still un-aware she was a faggot in the making. Anna saw him look at her directly in the eyes and then a second glance came, a tell-tale sign he needed to confirm his first thought, which Anna guessed was, “I think I know you”. Anna had to look away but just before we started the second half, Anna found herself looking at Mr Horn’s legs.Mr Horn was built like a rugby player and had such thick muscled legs, it took Anna to a memory of when he was teaching her rugby at a P.E lesson. Horn had demonstrated a tackle on Anna and she embarrassed him as they hit the floor, her little legs instinctively wrapped around him suggesting a naughty sex position, to which Anna was teased at for the rest of those school days. Anna felt his eyes analyse her from head to toe whilst she was positioned his side of the court for the game. During the game, a tackle came in on Anna, she ended up on the floor by Mr Horn. Her skirt had flipped up illegal bahis and showed her white skin-tight shorts, but through those were her exposing pink French knickers that were visible riding inside her ass crack. His eyes focused on her butt, he saw Anna look at him as she brushed her skirt down again. Horn didn’t notice that Anna could see his bollocks through the gap in his shorts as he sat on the bench. – “huuuumm” Anna thought feeling weak in the moment.The game came to a close, and Anna’s team lost. Instinct started to strike her again as she walked in the girls changing rooms preparing to change. Suddenly the girls start to point out she should still go to the men’s changing room. ‘So sorry girls, my mind went blank’ Anna said. However, it wasn’t blank, She just couldn’t stop thinking of those big balls under the shorts of Mr Horn. Anna knew she’d become clumsy when cock entered her sissy brain, her eyes even glaze over when she day-dreamed for the dick. Anna entered the male changing room and found Mr Horn at the point of removing his shorts. It’s a stall moment, as her eyes point to his bulge in his pants. Anna takes a deep breath in shock of his size and the awkward moment upon them both. ‘Don’t worry you can get changed here I don’t mind if you don’t mind’ Horn said. Anna didn’t say anything and noticed her numbered locker was already open, her bag missing, she couldn’t get changed as planned.Anna turned around and Horn stood there very naked, ‘ooh-my-gwod…’ Anna said with a gasp dropping her hip to on side. He was about to take a shower, but was a little taken aback with Anna’s reaction. His sweaty balls hung there and his dick began to get erect at the sight of her. A three-second stare was all it took to confirm they both wanted to play with each other. Anna slid off her white under-shorts and was then abruptly halted by Mr Horn to leave the rest of the kit on.‘If we are going to do this then you must keep that sexy little netball skirt-vest on, those pink knickers are coming off with my teeth, I’ll go lock the door and then I’ll make you feel like a winner’ Mr Horn said as he approached Anna rubbing his thumb under her chin.Horn walked towards Anna with such a determined look in his eye, hungriness and excitement an unplanned sexual encounter seemed to always deliver. A briefly lingered kiss came first as he then held his big white thick dick with one hand, the other putting pressure on Anna’s shoulder to insinuate she should be on her knees. Anna’s knees do as they are instructed and bend. A sweet sweaty solid uncut former teacher’s dick poked out right in front of her barely innocent face, it was heaven for a sissy like Anna. Anna placed her hand on his shaft and rolled back his foreskin revealing the rest of the shiny pumped head. The dick smelt strong meaning it must taste even better, he had a small amount of pre-cum on the tip and a little smear of smegma under the folds of the head. Anna had to just get on with it and suck, the entire moment had hypnotised her into not giving a fuck about anything but getting him in her mouth. Anna sucks his dick fast and hard due to her horny inner slut taking over, she hears him moan out as her mouth warms and wets his cock. His taste was dominating her mouth and sense of smell and much stronger than Vince’s black cock had done. Anna hadn’t decided if she preferred this on yet, a fuck was still be judged. Anna allowed him to push his solid wet dick to her throat, he was around seven and a half inches long, more than enough to pleasure her and she knew she would be able to take the full length with her mouth. The last of Anna’s lippy stamped off on his balls and lower tummy as he takes the full length down her tight throat, leaving her mark of completion on him. With every deep thrust he gives, another layer of lipstick is transferred. Anna had to attend to those low heavy swinging hairy balls too, they were just there low waiting for her lips to press on them and suck them into her mouth. His balls rolled around in her mouth as she tried to fit both in at the same time, the cock stuck upwards covered the length of her rounded face, watching his penis drawl a mixture of spit and cock juice over her forehead and down her short nose.‘Look up at me when you suck my dick, I want to see those big eyes’, Horns instructions were welcoming to Anna, pleasing him was her new out of hours pastime. Every sissy wants there man to have the best blowjob from them, a type of unspoken ownership forms when you illegal bahis siteleri can please your man better than any other girl, so pleasing his dick would mean Anna would surely be sucking it again and again. Anna noticed his phone on the bench beside them and while she wanked him off, she set up the camera. This cock was worth picturing and she wanted him to be reminded when his dick needed sucking, she was the go to t-girl for the job. A few snaps were taken, Anna posed and smiled next to the throbbing meat, if it had a hand it would be flipping the bird up to the camera lens. Mr Horn then instructs Anna as he starts to record. ‘look up and open your mouth, stretch your dirty tongue out far and hold it there’. Anna does so, as a mouth full of his spit drops fast on target to the back of her mouth, it slips down to her throat over her uvula. Anna smiles when she hears it land with a smack, and giggles. Keeping her mouth open and head back, she hopes there’s more to come. She isn’t disappointed, he fills her mouth before she can swallow, she feels it fill her and the spit overfills and drips down her chin. The cock is then stuffed into the mix inside her mouth making her swallow and gag at the same time. A massive thrust and his hands yank her cute round head onto his nob. Anna’s nose squashed to the side as he does so. He holds her there even as she coughs out and needs release, but she must please him and allow him to do it. She always knows her place when a dominant man gets what he wants from her, she will totally submit to them as if it’s her greatest pleasure, to be the fucktoy they need so badly. Anna knew that she was now, way more superior than his wife, such was the skills she was demonstrating, the look and eagerness in Horns eyes were sure confirmation of it. After Anna literally can’t take any more of not breathing from a stuffed mouth, she has to squeeze her nails hard in his upper legs, in order for him to take it out. She stands and swings her bouncy little ass around, for him to admire like a rabbit, trying to flirt with her eyes. Horn was deeply aroused, his cock ached with the pump in it, it needed more, it demanded more. Horn grabs Anna and moves her effortlessly. She’s bent over the benches immediately when he sees that ass cupped in the knickers again. It’s smooth and tanned waiting to be hit. Another round of spit for lube splashes right into her ass crack and the big dick applied pressure, forcing entry into her pink tight bum. This ass pussy had been getting fucked regular by Vince’s BBC and has done a good job preparing Anna for spur of the moment sex. Anna’s own little boy clit was flicking around in a pathetic dance, not even hard, just wanting to shrivel up and be none existent as her ass was now her focus for pleasure. Mr Horn begins to really ram his dick inside her, good and hard, his hands all over her arched back and ass. She does her best to be quiet due to others still finishing up in the rest of the school. Nevertheless, Anna can’t stop her bursting moans. Her man’s big sexy legs line up with hers, his hairs tickled the backs of her legs whilst he dicks the ass. They brush over her several times, his right leg then lifts and bends up onto the bench for her to hold onto at her side, while he dishes out his love with added force. Anna’s turns her head back looking at his eyes again as he shoves it in, she notice’s his hand placed on her little shoulder. Anna tuts at him and shakes her head as she removes his wedding ring and throw it over to the corner of the room. ‘Does your wife let you fuck her in the ass… I bet not… arhhh, fuck Mr Horn, fuck this pussy good… I’m your wife from now on. Fuck… think of me when you dick your wife sir’. Anna said coaxing him to destroy her and deliver a thumping wake of pleasure.The moment Anna calls him sir, he moans very load and slaps her ass extremely hard, leaving a red sore mark behind. He had started to cum in her hole, but pulls out mid-flow; Anna knows what to do, she assumes the position on her knees once again, so he can spray her face with his dreamy seed. Face wetted, her finger runs his cum down to her lips and into her mouth, he records more footage on the phone. Anna begins to laugh and giggle like a greedy teen overwhelmed with excitement and pride. Sir doesn’t see it funny as he hasn’t found his ring yet, Anna is quickly ordered to the bench for punishment, lots of spanking takes place. Her ass red and sore marked with his hands quivers, she noticed her canlı bahis siteleri boyclit getting hard over this, an unexpected result to a new experience.Anna believes he is actually mad that a trans girl made him so hard and horny, and that she also made him forget his wife in those dick controlled moments. But she was paying for it now, with a really dominant slap, those hands of his were big and covered her cheek entirely.After Horn noticed the time and realised he’d be questioned why he’s late home, the pair take a quick shower together. Anna undresses her kit and she jerks off her hard little clit over him while he showers next to her. She tries to grab his dick to make him hard again but he isn’t having any of it now he’s cum. He seems shameful of her and turns away, perhaps it’s because the rest of Anna’s make-up has washed away, off her soft face or the volume in her hair dropped out making her look more boyish again. Was she now more of a boy now in his eyes again, just like on the playing fields?As Anna leaves the showers just before Mr Horn, she gathers his phone and gets some details for future meetings. Even if he is giving her the cold shoulder now, she knows he will need more from her later on, she was a slut after all, not his wife.Anna still had to get her bag, which was left in the girls changing rooms and not in the boys, that’s why the key numbers didn’t match in the boys room where she thought her bag should have been, one of the many mind blanks a sissy gets when cock is there for the taking. Upon retrieving her bag and beginning to dress in her short denim skirt and blue vest top, Anna hears the door swing. ‘Sir, is it you?,… If you’re hard again and want round two I’m waiting for your cock, I can take another fuck right here’ She says out to the empty space behind her.Then, suddenly a younger boy steps in the girls changing room. Anna assumes it’s the ill-behaved k** who had been held back for afterschool detention.‘I don’t think you’re supposed to be in here, leave now please’ She says to him worried he heard her dirty comments.‘Nah, I think I’ll stick around after you think I’m Mr Horn for round… two was it, why don’t you show me your pussy first and I won’t tell the school and his wife you two just fucked’ he replied. ‘Erm, no, that’s not happening sweet, now move, I have someone waiting for me outside’ Anna utters to him, trying to defuse his threat.As Anna walks past him he pushed her thin skinny body to the wall, he tries to lift her skirt, to which she pushed away but he see’s her little boyclit tucked away, hammock wrapped in her fresh clean white laced panties.‘What the fuck’ he says in surprise, while still rubbing his dick through his trousers.Anna sees the look in his eyes, he knows now why she can’t show him her pussy. She looked at him with a raised eye brow, ‘I need to go’ she said, as he really got horny now getting his dick out, he tries to wipe it over her. Anna loves cock, but she really wanted to get back to Vince in the car and snuggle in bed while he enjoys the rest of her for the night, not be poked with a this inexperienced fool.‘I just so need to cum real quick’ the young man says.Anna allows him to, ‘fucking hurry up then’ she says in frustration.His stiff dick quickly slips under her skirt, jerking-off tucked into Anna’s white knickers under her balls, between her legs. He thrashes his dick so much, and cums quick leaving his juice in her pants. She pushes and rushes outside to the carpark and leaves in the car.Anna is very agitated, as she can smell the fresh spunk in her pants drift upwards, as She’s sat there talking to Vince like butter wouldn’t melt. All this slut could think of, is if she’d stain the car seat, was this really the kind attention and situation women find themselves in? Or was it just her , was she a flirt or a slut to guys? She had to just admit it, she loved cock and wanted to take her chances with as much fun as she could get. And for that matter while on her phone in the car, she had written a message to Mrs Horn, asking her to check her husband’s phone pictures and videos… “arh and where’s that ring of his?” – Send. That will ensure his last fuck was with her, something he will remember and eventually be forced to return too, ha. A t-girl can still be a bitch too.Avoiding to stain the car seat earlier, Anna sat there curled up on Vince’s lap in bed looking at a red box he had place near her. A gift for her as promised. She nudges the lid up and off the box with her toes to reveal a semi see through black cat outfit, complete with butt plug tail and furry cat ears. The dirtiest smile runs over her face and Vince’s dick is hard already waiting for her to get changed into it. Well that’s a story for another time. X o x o

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