Coming Out - Sex Stories

Coming Out

... worth?” he enquired. “I don’t know,” she answered nervously, “what is it you want from me?” “Come with me,” he ordered, “and if I don’t,” she asked. “Then there will be lots of copies of this photograph all over the site first thing on Monday morning,” he said joyfully. Sophie was trapped, she had no choice, she had no idea what he had in mind for her but she knew he was gay and she knew she’d have to do as he wanted. James took Sophie back to the pub, this time they approached the lounge entrance, Sophie hadn’t seen the multi coloured flag before, the one that marked it as a gay pub. James made a call on his cell phone and soon the door opened. As they entered the smartly decorated lounge Sophie saw there were three others in there, all men, clearly having an after hours lock in. James told Sophie to sit down amongst the others and she did as she was told, she seemed to be in a bit of a trance at this time. “This is my friend”, said James triumphantly, “her name is …... what is your name when you’re a girl?” asked James. “Sophie, or Sophie”, the feminine looking young man in a short skirted suit and blouse answered. “This is Trish”, James called out joyfully. Sophie didn’t like being called Trish but while he was armed with that photograph she thought better of telling him so. James went to the bar and brought back a few bottles of beer for himself and a whole bottle of white wine for her. He sat next to her and before long his hand was on her thigh, slowly creeping higher, ...

... she felt a bit frightened but as before she kept quiet, she wanted him to erase that photo from his camera. As she drank more wine Sophie became more relaxed and actually started to enjoy James’ touch, he was now very near to her stocking tops and her panties were becoming tighter as she started to grow inside them. She started to feel truly like a woman in men’s company and she loved it. James kissed Sophie’s neck which turned her on more, he whispered in her ear, “have you ever been with a man Trish?” he enquired. “No” she replied nervously at last realising that it wouldn’t just be a quick drink then she’d be allowed to go home. “Lads,” James called out in glee, “Trish is a virgin … but not for long eh?” The other men cheered. At that point she felt another hand on her other thigh, she looked down, it was Leroy, a coloured lad who was also now beginning to stroke her. “We share everything,” James said with a smile, “all four of us”. “Oh my fucking God,” thought Sophie, “I’m going to be gang banged.” Before she knew quite what was happening Leroy and James had reached Sophie’s stocking tops and were stroking the smooth silky flesh between stocking and panty elastic, after the wine and with the caressing she was receiving Sophie was soon loving the attention. Sophie’s-Jay’s breathing got heavier and she u*********sly opened her legs which allowed the young men to stroke her through her panties. “I think she likes it man,” said Leroy as he stroked the stiffness that was now ...