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Forest For The TreesForest For The TreesBy yutubeslut, May, 2018We lived in a semi rural suburban area withfields, trees, wildlife.A lot of the roads weren’t even paved andmany that were had just a layer of gravel.I used to range far and wide in the Spring ad Summer gathering mint, black berries, clover,scallions, even pears and apples from old abandoned homestead-like shacks and small poorlybuild houses filled with raccoons, weeds and amultitude of other critters.Nature reclaiming Man’s structures, like apost apocalyptic landscape.My older br00ther often shadowed me with hisscoped .22 rifle. He was very protectiveI had my German made air rifle, very powerful.My hunting knife was always on my belt to cut branches as I gathered stuff.We took small game like rabbits. He cleaned themfor mom’s cook pot. UGH! I shot my share butI could never gut them like he did.I was a skinny very girly boy with very femininewide hips and surprisingly big tits for mydiminutive frame. Well, my tits were little but my nipples were big puffies. The local barber’s daughteralways gave me a pixie -ish haircut, just eough to be adrogynous but acceptible formy school’s dress code. A couple of teacherswere boning me so I had some “inside help”passing muster. My tits showed through myshirts and I never wore bras or undershirts.I was warned before important people visitedso THEN I wore a compression bra.The other students bullied me a little but otherwisewere remarkably accepting, given the decade we lived in.The girls stuck up for me too.This day I wore a green long sleeve Army surplusshirt three sizes too big n tight black “peddle pushers”(that’s what we called Capri pants) and purple sneakers.An old wide brim Kelly green bonnet kind of hat toppedoff my rather unsexy outfit but you don’t dressskimpy when there are thorn bushes around.Camouflage was also important when hunting.I used iron sights. I didn’t like scopes.I sat against a rock in the warm Spring Sun, soon, I knew to become blistering (literally) hot, onereason why I covered my body like I did.I sipped a glass bottle of water I took from my pack (I didn’t mention that). My air rifle wasresting against it safely.”HEY! What he fuck you doin’ out here?” came asudden snarling voice kaçak iddaa from an older teen guy, trying to sound “manly” but failing miserably.I shrieked a little and almost P3ed myself.There were three of them, scrounging aroundlike I was.”Relax, Joey, she’s just a girl.I recognized them from around town but I reallydidn’t know them.”No, this is that little queer that prances aroundin girl’s clothes all the time.”I was terrified and shaking.”Hey, are those real tits or just rubber falsies?”asked Joey, obviously the leader.A tear slid down my cheek as I answered in a low,subdued voice, “They’re real.”Joey started pawing at my chest and I became suddenlyangry, “Don’t rip my shirt. Just let me show you.”I knew that cooperation was the way to go so I just quickly stripped down to my robin’s egg blue panties.My mom let me wear girl’s clothes and my step dadwas OK with it too especially since he was fucking meand giving me hormones.They were all shocked by how fast I got naked and stood in awe at my skinny yet curvy feminine little body.They were all blushing like stop lights and I said,”Don’t worry, I won’t ever tell anybody”Anybody could see they wanted me but were hesitant because I wasn’t a girl.I posed seductively on the soft spring clover and weeds, holding my hands behind my head in display and submission.I’m also positive all these years later that I was instinctively releasing pheromones (from my underarms?)”God made me this way,” I said. (Yup, God and “daddy”)That appealed to their strong Christian faith.If God made me like this then it was OK to fuck me, right?”I’m a girl with a wee-wee. Are you guys cool with that?”They all nodded in affirmation so I took my panties off too,revealing my non-threatening hairless micro penis.I was very much a little shemale, long before itwas safe to be. But that made it so much better.Joey was the first to get up the courage to touch me.He clumsily groped my tits at first but then Natureguided him to soft caressing. I flinched in delightwhen he touched my underarms. I was very ticklish.His face was close to mine and I got a whiff of hisbreath. Not terrible but not good. I went in my packand got out fresh mint for all of them to chew.Natural breath freshener. kaçak bahis I had been chewing thestuff all day.I made the first move and planted my lips on Joey’s.He was shocked and overwhelmed, blushing bright asa light bulb but he kissed back.”Get naked, guys,” I said, boldly, which they all did.They were so awkward and embarrassed. So CUTE. Itreally turned me on.Even though we were naked they just petted and kissed me.”OMG they’re so adorable,” I remember thinking.I whispered in Joey’s ear, “Jar of Vaseline in my pack.”I thought he was gonna faint.The situation had started off very scary and potentiallyd4ngerous but I rapidly took control.I lubed up my ass and Joey’s dick, pushed himonto his back (he was putty in my hands. :), straddledhim and guided him into me. A brief, steady push andhis cock head plopped through my anus inside me. He was big but I’d had bigger.(step) Daddy was big.I took his hands from my waist and placed them on my titsand we went at it passionately, my legs spread wide sohis two buddies got a good view of his cock slidingin and out of my gripping sphincter . I moaned and yelped loudly, unashamed, in total abandon.We were far away from prying eyes and ears.He found my weakness – my nipples. As soon as he squeezedand pulled on them he knew he had me.I squealed, gasped, hell I think I even screamed a little.He was sexually developed and able to ejaculate. I wasn’tbut oddly I orgasmed inside like a girl veryeasily and often and right then and there was one of those”often” times. It must have been a spectacle; Joey stretching my tits out by the nipples like rubber bands as I spasmed, shuddered and made a LOT of noise.I felt his rather big dick jumping and pumping his semeninto my rectum as a long, non-stop, uncontrollable orgasm hit me, the kind that frighten me because they’re sofucking intense.His cum suddenly lubed me even more and I momentarily slidup and down twice as fast. Still orgasming, I spasmed upright and froze, quivering,unable to breathe as he kept pulling on my nipples.The orgasm let go of me and I let my pressured breath outwith a sound that sounded like pain because it was butalso intense pleasure.I collapsed unto him. His lips found mine and I feltabsolutely in güvenilir bahis love with him as we kissed forever in post orgasmic bliss.I kept having orgasms all day. Once it reaches a certainpoint it just gets out of control.I don’t remember the names of the other two but one of themhad jerked off and cum during the show and I didn’t blame himalthough I was disappointed.Joey had a little bit of sh!t on the tip of his dick so Ipoured some water on it and wiped it clean with a paper towel.The one who came looked ashamed so I just took his cum covered cock in my mouth as if nothing happened, gave him a head bobbing BJ and he actually came again. I took his messy right hand and licked it clean, sucking his fingers, loving the taste and smell, that flat-acid scent you can smell across a room.Now I turned my attention toward the third guy. He was oozing precum but he hadn’t cum yet.He was on his knees waiting for the first blow job of his lifeand I didn’t disappoint him.I got down low, looking up into his eyes and kissed the bottomof his cock head. He shuddered at the unfamiliar sensations and I tried to be as gentle and slow as possible but he let looseafter ten seconds. Trying to make him last longer was a lost cause. I swallowed most of it; that indescribable powerful, salty mushroom cellar kind of taste and smell. I kept some in my mouth and continuedblowing him, rocking my head in my patent pending (heehee) wayto give maximum sensation then I grabbed his balls to make himgasp in surprise as I let the rest of his cum and my saliva pour out onto my chin.I said, “SHIT! I couldn’t even swallow all of it!” and winkedwith my left eye so the others couldn’t see.Naive as he was he caught on.”That was good” he said, his gratitude and pride bursting out.Joey’s load was spilling out of my ass and tickling my leg as it followed gravity.The sexual spell sailed away on the warm breeze, they all gotdressed hurriedly, afraid of being seen with the little queerbut I just relaxed, naked, spread out languidly in the soft, young spring foliage, a source of both prideand shame, tripping over each other as they tried to move,their eyes glued to their first and forever secret conquest.They avoided me in town and I never met them out in fields again.I wonder if they still remember me. Probably…Something flashed in my eyes, and I realized Johnny was using his scope lens as a signal mirror.He had watched over me Big br0 never missed. Ever.I was never in dang3r.
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