The guy who found my sissy side

I met him at a gay club and he was a masculine smooth-talking man who took an interest in me. My experiences with men had been limited but I was aching for something even if I wasn’t sure what that was. I took him home and we talked a lot about what I was looking for. He finally just said he thought I was a sissy and he was going to show me what that meant. We touched and kissed a lot before we took our clothes off. He had a very large cock and I wasn’t sure what to think about that. He told me to worship his cock and I really felt that. It was what I wanted. So I sucked him as best I could as he lubed up his fingers and began exploring my butt hole. He laid behind me and was kissing my neck as his lubed cock slowly entered me. There was a little pain but mostly pleasure. Pretty soon he was going in and out and it was nothing but pleasure.

At the time I had some panties I wore occasionally but that was about it. He took me shopping for sexy things like lingerie and nylons and wigs and such. He also paid for laser hair removal. I went along with whatever he said, including asking my female friends for makeup tips. By then we were having sex regularly and I was worshipping his cock more and better than ever. We moved in together and he kept buying me clothes, which really turned us both on. He took lots of pictures and videos and I started calling him daddy. We lived together for more than a year and I can’t think of a single day we didn’t have sex. We craved each other constantly. I liked being the femboy he turned me into. He had to move away for work which was sad but I will always appreciate how he helped me discover myself