Ever sense I was a little girl I've wondered what it would be like to be a guy, I'm serious I've wanted be like to be a guy, to be precise, I wanted a dick.
Don't get me wrong I love being a girl, I love sex, and I've always been very open about sex. I guess some people would call me a slut but I don't care, I love the feel of a hard cock in my pussy or sometimes if I'm really frisky in my ass.
I love sucking cock especially when he cums. I love the taste of cum, especially when I feel the hot cum hit the back of my throat. But what I wanted most of all was a cock, I wanted to feel that power men feel when it comes to sex. I want to be in control, I want to drive, lets say.
One time I let three men pick me up in a bar, it had been a long hard week and I was feeling neglected, what I needed was a real man, but most of all I wanted to feel a hard cock in me.
My boyfriend had told me there was another woman in his life and I was feeling sorry for myself. On top of that I had managed to get a little drunk, Ok, Ok I was shit faced, and when the bar closed I ended up at a motel with the three men.
Some how I had managed to loose all my clothes and they passed me around like a fuck toy, each man using me however he wanted while the others watched and I had no say in any of it. I was a toy, there for their satisfaction only. I loved it, weather I was sucking a cock while being screwed or getting penetrated by all three of them at once, it didn't mater I loved it and all I wanted was more cock.
That night they did their job and then some and they did it with that self-assured cocky attitude that all real men have. By the time they dropped me off at my house in the morning I was one extremely well satisfied woman.
Real men, the kind of men I like are self confident, they always think their right and it always has to be their way no mater what it is, it's what they want, when they want it. While most woman I know always seem to be content sitting in the shadow of their man, it's like they have to look to the man for assurance that everything their doing, their doing right. Part of that I think, is because men have a cock, I'm sure of it.
I went thru a stage in my life when I had a girl friend but it was short lived, while the sex was fantastic I found I still needed a man in my life because I needed the feel of a hard pulsing cock, my life would be perfect if only I could have both, a man and woman. I'm sure the man would be ok with it, but with most women I know it wouldn't fly.
The guy I'm dating now is close, he's different from the men I've known. I met him the night I had an accident. I was pissed, some drunken asshole ran a light and totaled my car, Dave stayed with me until the cops and a tow truck showed up and helped me make sure my car was towed to the right shop. Then he bought me a cup of coffee and took me home.
We ended up in my bed that night screwing and talking. But mostly screwing, my god can he fuck, and when it comes to oral, well all I can say is I've never met anyone like him, he gets between my legs and would stay there all night if he could, but there's a limit to how many times a woman can cum. But there's also the sides of him were he can be soft and gentle, cuddling me when I need it and he can do it without expecting sex. And I can talk with him about anything.
But when he has to be, he's all man, cocky and sure of what and who he is, not taking shit from anybody, so unlike most of the guys I've dated before. In fact, sometimes emotionally he's more like a woman then a guy. No, he's not gay, far from it; I guess you could say he's a man with a woman's tenderness. He can be an aggressive lover, rough and hard like a man or tender and gentle like a woman.
One day after he left to go home I decided to check my email and found my computer on. Pushing the enter button introduced me to a whole new world, a world that would soon satisfy all my needs and those of Dave's. Pushing that button opened the screen to a seen I will never forget. It was a man and woman having sex, doggie style.
No big deal you say, you see that on just about all the adult web sites, usually I'd agree with you except this time it was the man on his hands and knees with an enormous hard on. But it was the woman that really got my attention; she was kneeling behind him with one hand on his hip. But it was the other hand that caught my eye; she was holding a huge cock and guiding it into his ass with a look of pure ecstasy on her face.
I imagined it was me holding the huge cock and I was pushing it in Dave's ass, I should say the cock in the picture wasn't a real one of course, but a strap on. The minute I looked at that picture I decided I had to get a strap on for myself.
When I checked the history I saw that he had visited thousands of these web sites so either he didn't know how to clear it or he was hoping I would find this. I didn't know for sure, but I was glad he didn't delete it. It didn't take long before I had a pretty good idea my boyfriend was the man I wanted to experience it with.
I called in sick and spent the day on the computer, late that afternoon I paid a visit to the local adult store. I talked to the girl working there and it seams she had a boyfriend that liked it in the butt and she was very very helpful.
An hour and three hundred dollars later I was on my way home. I bought two, a strapless one and a big lifelike one that came with a harness. These were the two he kept going back to on the computer, so hopefully he's going to be surprised Friday night.
I cleared the history hoping he would realize that I knew. For the rest of the week, when he would look at me it seemed like he wanted to say something but he never did.
