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... their manly meat.

I feel so incredibly free and totally uninhibited as they fuck my cummy pussy-mouth. I've watched sissies doing this in sissy porn movies, and now it's like I'm the star in my very own movie! It's every bit as good as I thought it would be, being the center of attention like those sissy sluts were as they did anything their men wanted them to do.

We've all taken Viagra, so it doesn't take long to get my men hard again, and of course, they want to fuck me some more. And me, well, at this point I can't get enough cock, so like the good little slut I am, I get on my hands and knees and let them have their way with me.

They take turns fucking my throat and ass, spit-roasting me for a couple of hours at least. My sissygasms start coming one right after another until I'm in a totally glorious state of continuous sissygasm.

Gay men are the hottest men ever; at least to a gay sissy slut like me they are. Unlike straight men, they'll suck my girl-cock as much as I suck theirs, in a free-flow of like-minded sexual energies. It's a surrealism unlike anything I've ever experienced before.

I'm getting the homosexual experience I was wanting, experiencing myself as totally gay, and at the same time, totally sissy. Like I said, I'm the best of both worlds, a sissy sex goddess, and I can switch back and both between male and female any time I want.

When it's all over, and I'm under the covers with a hot stud on either side of me keeping me warm and ...

... secure, I think back to where I was this morning. From the excitement of Cheryl pumping up my tits bigger than they've ever been before, to the panic of waking up from anesthesia and discovering a ring in my nose and collagen in my new cocksucker lips.

Then I experienced the terror of Brenda dropping me off at the airport, like a mother bird kicking her chick out of the nest and forcing it to fly. I had to spread my wings, there wasn't anything else I could do. Now I know I'm totally passable wherever I go, and men flirt with me as if I were a real woman.

And then there's my studs, my two hot gay studs, who taught me so much about the lifestyle I'm now devoted to. They gave me an education, that's for sure. Now I know that my dual sexuality is a special gift I have, a gift I wouldn't have known about if Brenda, in her infinite Mistress wisdom, hadn't sent me down here to experience my true and total sexuality for the very first time.

It's been quite a day, but it's only the first day. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Rob told me on the way from the airport that they were planning on sharing me with a friend of theirs tomorrow, so at least I know I'll have another stud at my disposal; if he turns out to be a stud.

What will he be like? What is his name? Is he as handsome as Rob? Is his cock as big as Rob's?

These are the simple thoughts that roll around a sissy's immature brain after she's just been fucked out of her mind and knows she'll be fucked again tomorrow ...