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Innocence Lost - 2
by Lisa Raye (ray21862001@yahoo.com)

***

I learn the hard way not to gamble. (MMm, ped, inc, 
reluc, 1st-bi-experience, oral, anal, cd, smoke)

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How did I get myself into this? One day I was a pretty 
normal teenager. The next day, after losing a bet with 
my best friend, I am dressed and look like a teenage 
girl and I am headed to the mall with Ms. Jones to shop 
for what I am to wear for the next 2 weeks. 

I remember that feeling of sitting in the car with my 
stocking clad, newly hairless legs rubbing together 
giving me a real tingling sensation. I was terrified 
that someone would recognize me. Ms. Jones continued to 
reassure me that everything was going to be okay and 
that I was right to not welsh on my bet with her son. 
As we drove, she went on to say that she needed to 
explain some things to me regarding what she expected 
over the next two weeks. She said that she would help 
to dress me and help with my wigs and make-up. 

She said that she was more concerned about her son. She 
said that I would undoubtedly be turning her son on 
sexually. She then told me that it was my duty, as a 
woman, to take care of my responsibility to give him 
relief if he became aroused by me. 

I started to protest but Ms. Jones firmly told me to 
hear her out. She went on to say that if men became 
very aroused and did not get release, they would get a 
condition she call "blue balls". She said that it was 
painful and could eventually lead to his inability to 
produce children. She said that I would not have to 
"spread my legs" and let Scott screw me, but that she 
expected me to help give him relief if he became 
aroused. 

I tried to tell her that this was not part of the bet. 
She stated that this was her rule and that I would obey 
or she would call my parents to come and get me and I 
could explain to them why she came home to find me in 
her underwear. I dropped my head and asked what I would 
have to do. She pulled over into a little park. She 
told me to pull down my capri pants along with my 
pantyhose and panties. After seeing no one around, I 
complied. She then reached over and began to rub my 
little 2 inch dick between her thumb and index finger. 

At first I was scared, but then I began to feel my dick 
harden. It swelled. It also felt great. She began to 
talk as she rubbed me and told me that at the very 
least, I would have to give her son a hand job like 
this. Now hard, she grabbed my now 3 inch erection and 
began to pull her hand up and down on my shaft. I began 
to feel pressure build in the head of my dick. Just as 
I felt like I was about to get relief, Ms. Jones 
stopped. She then explained to me that if I couldn't 
relief for her son my performing a hand job, I would 
have to go to the next step which was a blow job. I had 
heard this expression before but I told her I would not 
put Scott's dick in my mouth. She said that I may not 
have to but insisted that she wanted me to know how 
just in case. 

She first told me that there was no blowing. She said I 
would have to suck on his cock as I bobbed my head up 
and down. She then lowered her head down to my dick and 
did as she described. I could feel her tongue working 
the head as she sucked and bobbed her head up and down. 
I felt the pressure start to build again until finally 
I felt release. It felt kind of like I was peeing. 

I heard myself groaning and I looked down and saw that 
Ms. Jones was no longer sucking my dick. I still felt 
this feeling and was a little scared to see this thick 
white stuff running out of my dick. Finally the 
pressure eased and my body loosened. She then explained 
that what I had experience was an orgasm. I asked her 
if all men squirted that much stuff out and she told me 
that she had never seen that small of amount of cum 
come out. 

She said that usually a woman would swallow that 
because it makes the man feel like he has taken the 
woman and part of him will be always be inside her. She 
said she wanted to trying to show me what happened so I 
wouldn't be surprised. She said that the hand job was 
easier and didn't require swallowing cum. She said that 
oral sex was sometimes quicker and felt much better to 
the man than just a hand job. 

She went on to say that if neither of these worked out 
or if you just want to give yourself to a man, the last 
resort was spreading your legs and letting the man fuck 
you. I again assured her that if I had to do anything; 
Scott would get a hand job only. She then grabbed some 
tissue from her purse and began wiping up my cum and 
wiping her lipstick off my dick. 

I fixed my clothing as she reapplied her lipstick and 
we pulled back onto the road. As she drove, she lit a 
cigarette and told me that things sometimes get carried 
away when it comes to sex. I may only intend on giving 
a hand job but things change. She also said that if I 
spread my legs for any man, things wouldn't be the same 
afterward. 

I asked what she meant. She said that a hand job or a 
blow job make a woman feel used fulfilled at the same 
time. She then said that when a man has fucked you, and 
shot his cum inside you, he really has taken you. She 
said that in a sense, he then forever owned you 
sexually. She then said that once he has conquered you, 
you feel obliged to be his whore whenever he wants. 

Some women can resist but it is hard. She said she 
thought I should know. Feeling both relieved and 
nervous, I looked into the purse she had given me and 
was glad to see that she had put my own pack of 
Virginia Slims into my purse along with some lipstick, 
a lighter, some KY jelly, and few large cotton band-aid 
looking things. I then lit myself a cigarette and it 
again helped me to relax. 

Finally, we arrived at the mall. While getting out of 
the car, Ms Jones informed me that I needed to reapply 
my lipstick after smoking since so much rubbed off on 
the cigarette. I reached into my purse and did as she 
requested. Luckily we had gone to the mall on the other 
side of town where no one would recognize us. Once 
inside, we went to several stores. It was the most 
humiliating day of my life. Luckily, I didn't see 
anyone I knew and most importantly, no one seemed to be 
able to tell that I was a boy. 

I tried not to speak in front of anyone. (Even though 
Ms Jones said my voice sounded girl like) She bought me 
a couple of dresses and mini skirts at one store all of 
which I had to try on. Then we went to Frederick's of 
Hollywood. It was there that she bought me several pair 
of stockings, two different all-in-one bra/corsets, 3 
pair of panties and a set of falsie breasts. I felt my 
face burning with embarrassment as the saleslady 
checked us out. 

Our next stop was a shoe store. We left there with 3 
pair of 5 inch spiked heeled shoes with ankle straps. 
As the salesman put a pair on my feet to try on, I 
begged her to let me get lower heels like the ones I 
was wearing. She simply said, "Heels drive the boys 
crazy," and laughed. 

The salesman got a sheepish grin on his face. Carrying 
all kinds of bags, we made our way to our last stop. I 
had to sit quite a while this beautiful oriental lady 
worked on my hands. After a while, I dosed off. I 
really hadn't slept to well the night before and was 
very tired. When I woke, I was shocked to see that my 
nails were all bright red, and all over an inch long. I 
felt like they stood out like Rudolph's red nose I 
asked Ms. Jones why so long? 

She said that men love long nails and they are the same 
as hers. I guess they were but it really felt weird. 
Finally, we were back in the car headed back. It took a 
lot of work with my new nails, but I was finally able 
to get a cigarette lit. I really needed one by this 
time. I loved the way they calmed me down. All the way 
home I kept catching my nails on things and nearly cut 
myself a couple of times. I did it once when I tried to 
make a fist and the other when I went to scratch my 
face. 

We made it home around four. We picked up a hamburger 
on the way home. It was such a challenge eating it with 
my long, red nails. Scott must have been out playing or 
something. We carried in all of my bags and Ms. Jones 
helped me put them away in her room. She left out a 
pink dress, a pink corset, some black stockings and the 
black heels. She said that one of her boyfriends was 
coming over to take all of us out to eat. 

I asked if I could stay home but she refused. She told 
me to get undressed while she went and told Scot to 
come in and get ready. When she came back, I was 
undressed. She then opened my fake breasts. She took 
some adhesive tape that was sticky on both sides and 
put it around both of my nipples. She then applied each 
tit to my chest, telling me to hold them tightly 
against me for about 2 minutes. They were a little 
shiny but otherwise looked very real. They were only C 
cups but felt huge to me. They also were kind of heavy. 

Next, Ms. Jones put the corset around me and tied it up 
the back. I told her it was tight enough but she kept 
pulling until I could barely breathe. Looking in the 
mirror, the cups up front pushed my new breasts up 
giving me cleavage. Ms Jones took some powder make-up 
and patted in on my chest until the breasts weren't so 
shiny and they blended into my natural skin. I also 
noticed my waist was much smaller and my hips and but 
were sticking out. The breasts and the corset had 
really given me girly figure. 

Ms Jones rolled some black stockings up my legs and 
attached them to the garters. Nest, I put on some pink 
silk panties being careful not to catch my nails in the 
stockings. She informed me that wearing my panties 
outside the garters would make it much easier to go to 
the restroom and it would give me easier access if I 
decided to spread my legs for a man. She laughed a 
little and I quickly said, "No chance." 

After strapping the black, high heels on my feet, she 
then freshened up my make-up and perfume, pulled the 
pink dress over my head, zipped it up in back and I was 
ready. I couldn't believe how I looked in the mirror. 
The dress fell to just below my knees. I saw Ms. Jones 
taking the stuff out of my purse and putting it into a 
black shiny purse. 

I asked her what the KY Jelly was for and the band-aid 
looking things. She smiled and said that I would need 
the jelly in case I let someone fuck me. She explained 
that pussies get wet by themselves put my ass would 
need a little help. 

Before I could respond she also told me that the band-
aids were really sanitary napkins that I should attach 
inside my panties if I get fucked to keep their cum 
from running out of me onto my panties. She told me to 
go sit in the living room while she got dressed. Scot 
was still getting ready as I walked carefully down the 
hall trying to balance on the 5 inch heels. 

I sat down in the living room and sat smoking another 
cigarette when through the front door comes this huge 
black man. He must have been 6'6" tall. He made his way 
over to me and introduced himself as Willie. He said he 
was Ms. Jones boyfriend. I was caught off guard as he 
leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I told him my 
name was Ray and started to tell him that I was a boy 
but he interrupted me and said he knew the whole story. 
I felt my face getting red again as Scott and Ms. Jones 
came into the room. 

Scott said hi to Willie and told him to get away form 
his girl. They all laughed and Willie kissed Ms Jones 
hard. She looked sexy as always. Willie announced we 
were leaving and Scott offered me a hand to help me up. 
With the heels and tight corset, I really needed the 
help. Upon standing I realized I was still 2 inches 
shorter that Scott even with the heels on. 

Scott was checking me out. I told him not to get any 
ideas as I was paying off my debt and that was it. We 
went to the car and Scott and I got into the back seat. 
I had to push Scott's hands off my knees repeatedly as 
we drove to the restaurant. I couldn't eat much. 

I couldn't use my fork very well with my nails. I 
managed through dinner and we left and ended up parking 
a park that overlooked a lake. There were a few other 
cars there but I was feeling extremely nervous. Willie 
put his arm around Ms. Jones in the front seat and 
Scott did the same to me. I tried to scoot away but I 
was pinned against the door already. 

I told Scott to move away but instead he ran his other 
hand up my leg and rubbed it back and forth. I turned 
to tell him to quit only to have him plant his lips on 
my open mouth and kiss me. I tried to pull away but 
could get any separation. His tongue invaded my mouth 
and I was repulsed. 

Finally, he let up. I begged him to leave me alone. He 
simply said, "I can't." Ms Jones turned around and told 
us to be quiet. I told her I didn't want to get Scott 
aroused. She pointed toward his crotch and said, "To 
late." I looked down and was mortified to see a huge 
bulge in his khaki shorts that resembles a teepee. I 
began to cry a little realizing where this was headed. 
I looked at Ms. Jones and she nodded her head letting 
me know she was serious about her command earlier. I 
was going to have to relieve her son. Scott leaned over 
and whispered in my ear that he would love to fuck me 
silly. I told him that there was no way that was going 
to happen. 

I told him I would give him a hand job to give him some 
relief. He looked a little sad but began unbuckling his 
belt and opening up his shorts. He pulled his pants all 
the way to his ankles and his cock sprang out. In its 
erect state it had to be 8 inches long and over 2 
inches across. I resolved myself to get this over with 
and reached over and grabbed the huge cock. 

Scott sighed in pleasure as I began to try and pump up 
and down on his cock like Ms. Jones had showed me. I 
realized quickly that I had a huge problem. The nails 
were impossible to negotiate around his cock. If I had 
been more used to them, I could have maybe done better, 
but I was having a terrible time trying to get this 
cock to reach orgasm. After several minutes, Scott 
began to get frustrated. He begged me to let him fuck 
me. I refused again. 

Finally, realized I was going to have to use my mouth 
to get him off. I asked Scott if he would give himself 
a hand job but he refused saying that his mom told him 
never to masturbate. I was staring at this huge cock in 
my hand and then I felt Scott's hand on the back of my 
wig. He was pulling my head into his lap. I couldn't 
bend in the corset, so I slid off into the floor of 
Willie's Cadillac and was soon face to face with this 
huge cock. I looked up at Scott one more time hoping to 
be let off the hook. Instead, he placed his hands on my 
head and pulled me down touching my lips to his cock. 

I pulled away instinctively noticing my lipstick on his 
dick. He pull me down again and this time I realized 
that I might as well get it over with. I opened my 
mouth and let him invade me. I tried to moisten my 
mouth as it felt dry. Finally, I was able to suck. I 
began to bob up and down with the help of Scott's hands 
on my head. He moaned as he took over forcing my head 
up and down on his cock. His cock actually seemed to 
grow even bigger inside my mouth. I was now going over 
half way down his cock. I realized the taste reminded 
me of sucking your thumb or licking your palm. I was 
glad that it wasn't worse. 

A couple of times Scott pulled me down to far and I 
gagged a little. He seemed to realize this and tried to 
ease a little. Scott moaned louder but continued to 
fuck my mouth. I was just trying to breathe and keep my 
mouth wet. I heard Willie moan as well and figured he 
was getting the same treatment in the front seat. I 
then noticed that something was kind of leaking out of 
Scott's cock. It was kind of sweeter tasting and it 
coated my throat some. I figured he was cumming and was 
about done. 

I was wrong. This, I found out later was just pre-cum. 

I realized that my lips were getting a little chapped 
from the rubbing and my jaw was really tired. I decided 
to start using my tongue on the head to try to speed 
the orgasm. It worked. Scott was soon moaning more and 
saying, "Yea baby, that's it. Suck my dick bitch." I 
felt him tighten and his cock swelled even more. He 
then announced that he was coming and pulled my head 
down harder going deeper than he had yet. 

I felt him go deep into my throat. I must have 
swallowed his dick because it wasn't gagging me. He 
held me there this time and I felt a warm jet of thick 
cum in my throat. I couldn't taste it since it was so 
deep in my throat but I felt several spurts shooting 
and realized he had much more cum than I did. I felt 
his the hair around his cock tickling my nose and 
realized I had his entire cock in me. 

I couldn't hold my breath anymore and luckily he eased 
the pressure on my head and I gagged some as the dick 
came out of my throat and now was just in my mouth. He 
then spurted a couple more times. This time I could 
taste it. It wasn't sweet at all. It was bitter and 
very salty. It repulsed me but I managed to swallow it. 
Making sure he was finished, I bobbed up and down a 
couple more times. 

Sure enough, some more cum leaked into my mouth. After 
I swallowed this, I pulled myself back up onto the seat 
and began fixing my dress that was all twisted. I began 
to think about what had just happened and it hit me 
like a ton of bricks. I began to cry as I looked over 
at Scot as his head was laid back and he looked like he 
was in heaven. I felt his cum as it was coated all over 
the inside of my mouth. It left a terrible after taste. 
My lips felt dry and painful lick they were burnt and 
chapped. My jaw was sore and tired. 

I sat crying and noticed that Ms. Jones had Willie 
close to cumming now. He laid his head back and I could 
tell he was cumming. He was speaking some vile words as 
he finished in her mouth. I felt Scot put his hand on 
my knee again and he said, "That was great baby." I 
felt so used and dirty. I grabbed my purse and got out 
of the car and went a sat a picnic table over by 
myself. 

I sat three and decided to put some lipstick on to see 
if it soothed my lips some. It did. The I lit a 
cigarette and hoped it would calm me down some and I 
also hoped it would get some of the taste out of my 
mouth. I had almost smoked the entire cigarette when 
Ms. Jones got out of the car and came over to me. She 
consoled me and told me that I had done nothing wrong.

I told her that I had to give him a blow job because of 
my nails and she said she understood. She said that 
Scot had told her that I did a great job. I didn't take 
that as a good thing. She then told me to straighten up 
and get over it. I put my cigarette out and she gave me 
a mint. She told me the two weeks would go by fast and 
we got back in the car and headed home. 

Once home, Willie and Ms .Jones headed straight for the 
bedroom telling us they would see us in the morning. 
Scot and I sat on the couch watching T.V. I told him I 
was going to change and go to bed. He stopped me and 
told me that he need to cum again. I looked down and 
saw that huge cock pressing against his pants again. 

I began crying again and begged him to wait until 
tomorrow at least. He moved in to start to kiss me and 
I told him that my lips were too sore to kiss. He 
started rubbing his hands all over me and told me he 
had to get off again. He then told me not to make him 
bother his mom because she would be mad. I finally 
stopped crying and said I would try. He got out of his 
shorts and threw them away. He cock looked even bigger 
in the light of the living room. 

I stood and walked over to him and grabbed his cock. I 
was hoping I could get him off with my hand this time. 
As I tried to pump him, I felt him suddenly unzip my 
dress and let it fall to the floor. I let it fall and 
tried to stay focused on the hand job. My nails were 
still bothering me. After a while I felt Scot's hands 
of my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. I realized 
I was going to have to suck his cock again. 

I tried to suck it in but my lip and jaw were just to 
tired and sore. I pulled off and told Scot that I 
couldn't do it. He told me that it was okay because he 
really wanted to fuck me anyway. I told him that I 
couldn't do that and he then said, "You don't really 
have a choice." He said, "You look sexy. You have 
gotten me all turned on and you are going to get me 
off. He rolled me off my knees onto my back. He was now 
on top of me and I felt his cock pressing against my 
stomach. He moved it to where it was pressing into my 
crotch and he humped up and down of me a couple of 
times. He then rose up, told me to lift my bottom and 
pulled my panties down to my knees. He lifted my legs 
and pulled my panties the rest of the way off. 

I knew where this was heading but I knew I could not 
make him cum any other way. He reached over to the 
couch and grabbed my purse while he still knelt between 
my spread legs. He pulled out the KY jelly and place 
some on his cock and then he told me to grab my knees. 
I did as he requested and he proceeded to put rub some 
jelly on my asshole. 

I felt weird as he rubbed me there and felt even 
weirder when he inserted his finger in and out of my 
ass hole. It hurt some but seemed to get in and out 
without too much pain. Next, he sank back down and told 
me to pull my knees higher. I did so. He now could 
place the head of his cock at my entrance. As I felt 
his cock touch my hole, I pleaded with him not to do 
this. It just smiled and said all virgins are anxious 
when they are about to get fucked. 

I turned my head to the side and felt Scot slowly work 
his cock head all around my hold. He then pressed a 
little and barely penetrated the edge of my ass. It 
felt much like his finger. I felt myself tighten up 
expecting him to push all the way in. He told me to 
relax or it would hurt worse. I tried to relax. I felt 
Scot begin to lower his weight onto me. 

I realized that, in this position, that I could not 
stop him now even if I tried. He pressed firmly and I 
felt his head pierce the opening and after the head got 
through, he slid most of the length on in. I shrieked 
in pain and tears welled up in my eyes. The pain was 
incredible. It burnt and ached. Scott laid chest to 
chest on me but laid very still letting me get used to 
the size. I was dying in pain. After several minutes, 
he began to pump in and out. 

Eventually, the pain eased some. Scot sensed this and 
pickup the ramming of my hole. He went deeper with each 
stroke. I felt like I need to take a dump real bad. 
Scott reset himself onto his knees while buried in me. 
He grabbed my ankles and held them high and pressed 
into me this way several times. It was then that I 
noticed he was touching something in my ass that caused 
my own dick to get hard. He sensed this and kept 
manipulating that spot. 

After a while, I felt no more pain. Instead I felt my 
own orgasm building. All of a sudden, I came. I moaned 
myself. I noticed Scott laughing at me and I felt 
ashamed. Scott repositioned again putting my legs on 
his shoulders. He then leaned forward grabbing my 
"breasts" in his hands.. I was glad I was flexible. My 
high heels were now next to my head. Scot picked up the 
pace and the force of each stroke. He was getting close 
and he started talking very dirty to me. He said, 
"Yeah, now you're my bitch. Look at you dressed like a 
whore and taking dick deep in you cunt. Yeah, here it 
cums. I'm gonna fill you with cum..."

Then he tightened and filled me with cum. I could feel 
the warm fluid in my bowels. He let my legs go but 
stayed buried in me. I felt an occasional spurt of cum 
as he continued to spasm. I looked up and saw that 
Willie and Ms. Jones were watching show. I felt very 
embarrassed, sad and excited all at the same time. I 
had been fucked. I lost my virginity as a girl to a man 
before I lost my man virginity to a woman. I thought as 
I lay with Scott resting on top of me, I have 12 days 
to go...

To be continued?

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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