I was half asleep and half awake. I woke up with a scream and shouted "No"!
My heart was beating ten to the dozen then I heard the landlords voice.
"For goodness sake it's me Mark, calm down"
I came to and realised what was happening. It wasn't quite how I imagined it to go but I arched my back and pushed my bum into his groin.
"That's better, you're safe with me honey".
I liked being called honey it made me feel girly.
He pulled the duvet back and said, "Let's look at you".
My room was never dark, I liked to sleep with the curtains partly open.
"This is pretty", he said as once again he slipped his hand inside my babydoll nightie.
He told me to lay on my stomach and he teased my panties down to my ankles.
He tried to push my legs apart but the elastic of my panties were too tight. He went to slip them off but I told him I liked it, as it made me feel like I was tied up.
"Would you like me to tie you up"?
I was too shy to answer but he took my hands and held my arms above my head. I held onto the metal headboard as if I was tied.
I could feel his hard cock brushing against my bum as he manoeuvred me around. I felt so naughty and enjoyed being teased like this.
I had absolutely no experience with men but I knew I wanted him to fuck me.
"I want to feel like a girl", I whispered.
"I can't hear you sweety your face is in the pillow".
I repeated my request, "I want to know what it feels like for a girl".
"You will honey", he replied.
I could feel the bulk of his body against mine, there was no doubt it was a man on top of me.
He rubbed his cock up and down my ass crack and kept nudging his knob against my rosebud. I could feel some wetness as his precum leaked onto my bottom.
I reached around and held my ass cheeks open for him and he pressed himself against me.
I could feel a big wet patch developing underneath me. Every time he pushed hard against my rosebud it pushed out some cum.
He kissed my neck then my shoulders and ran his tongue down the small of my back.
Then he licked my crack, I could feel his rough stubble against my peachy bum.
He began working on my bum with his tongue and fingers, while telling me to relax and open up for him. I had no idea how to do that but slowly I got looser and looser.
I quickly cottoned on that I needed to push a little.
"That's it", he said, "Dont be scared".
I reached around to feel my ass and it was as wet and silky as Pamela's pussy.
It felt strange but I now know I was beginning to get the gape.
He stuck a pillow under me so my bum was in the right position and then pressed his cock against my hole and it popped inside with a gush of cum leaking from my cock onto the pillow.
He was gentle but with each thrust I could feel my ass stretching and his cock going deeper.
Soon he was riding me like a girl. We managed to get into sync and as I pushed back on him he thrust in deeper. I felt so full. it felt like it was in my stomach.
We were both moaning and groaning but I didn't care if the neighbours could hear me. I was being fucked like a girl and I loved it.
Then he rolled me over onto my back. It felt so natural for me to open my legs and he lay between them.
Mark was all man with a bit of a belly, broad chest and strong arms. I ran my hands over his chest and down his strong arms. I guided his cock inside me and he started pounding my ass.
He leaned down and we kissed. I wasn't sure at first but his lips were as soft as a girls. Unlike a girl his tongue explored my mouth. I'd never been kissed like this before and I loved it.
I was cumming with each thrust but I could feel it building up and then finally he came inside me. I felt the gush and he collapsed on top of me. I came at the same time my legs shaking tightly wrapped around his body.
He stayed the rest of the night.
In the morning we were both a bit sheepish and avoided eye contact.
When he left I had a shave and a shower. I didn't look any different, I don't know why I thought I would but I didn't.
All day at work my ass felt weird. Every time I sat down it felt like the insides were going to fall out. There was also a big white wet patch in my briefs were his spunk was leaking out. The inside of my thighs ached too which was strange.
That lunchtime I walked through the park and bumped into Pamela. To my surprise she stopped for a chat. She told me she'd met someone else and I told her I was pleased for her.
I thanked her for not saying anything about her catching me in her lingerie with Mark.
"Is that his name then", she asked.
"Yes", I relied.
"I'm glad you're...", she paused, "You know".
"You're glad I like dressing and having sex with men", I asked rather bravely.
"I'm glad it wasn't a problem with me", she replied blushing.
"No, it's not you", I replied. "I just mistook admiration for lust".
"How do you mean"? She enquired.
"I guess I want to be the woman rather than be with one", I said rather gingerly.
"If you need any help with makeup or picking something to wear I can help"
I couldn't quite believe what she said and I asked what she meant.
She explained that coming from a big family with no money she never got to play with dollies and dress them up.
I listened but couldn't quite take in what she was saying. We walked back to work together with me trying to process what she had just told me!
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