Cock Teaser OR Cock Pleaser?
The Cock Teaser an= d the Cock Pleaser: A Transsexual's Adventure in an Adult Theater
Traci stood nervously outside the adult theater, her heart pounding in h= er slender chest. She was an 18-year-old pre-op transsexual, with long dark= hair and piercing green eyes. She was just 4'11" tall, with a petite frame= that weighed only 80 pounds. She wore a tight-fitting corset that accentua= ted her flat chest, along with a micro-mini pleated skirt that barely cover= ed her ass. Her super high-heeled stripper shoes made her look even more al= luring.
As she walked through the doors of the theater, she caught a glimpse of = herself in the mirror, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through = her body. She knew she looked like a slut, and that was exactly what she wa= nted.
Mr. Jones, the well-endowed black manager of the theater, was standing a= t the back of the room, watching her intently. He was a tall, muscular man = with piercing brown eyes and a charming smile. He had always had a weakness= for petite, slutty-looking transsexuals, and Traci was no exception.
"You're late," he said, his voice low and husky.
"I'm sorry, I got caught up in traffic," Traci replied, her voice trembl= ing slightly.
Mr. Jones chuckled softly and walked over to her, his eyes raking over h= er body with a predatory gaze.
"You're going to make it up to me," he said, his hand reaching out to st= roke her cheek.
Traci shivered at his touch, her pussy growing wet with anticipation. Sh= e was a cock teaser, and she loved the thrill of teasing men until they cou= ld no longer resist her charms.
But Mr. Jones was different. He was a cock pleaser, and he knew exactly = how to handle a teasing little slut like Traci.
"Do you want me to beg?" Traci asked, her voice husky with desire.
"No, I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock," Mr. Jones replie= d, his voice firm and commanding.
Traci's eyes widened, but she didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees,= her heart pounding with excitement as she reached up to unzip his pants.
She gasped as his cock sprang free, long and thick and already hard. She= wrapped her lips around the tip, her tongue swirling around the head as sh= e sucked him deeper into her mouth.
Mr. Jones groaned with pleasure, his hands reaching out to tangle in her= hair. He thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth with long, deep stroke= s.
Traci's pussy was dripping wet now, her body trembling with need. She re= ached down to touch herself, her fingers sliding over her clit as she moane= d around Mr. Jones' cock.
"You're such a dirty little slut," Mr. Jones growled, his fingers tighte= ning in her hair.
Traci didn't argue. She loved being a slut, and she loved the way Mr. Jo= nes made her feel.
But she wasn't ready for what came next.
Mr. Jones pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with saliva. He g= rabbed her by the hips, lifting her up and tossing her over the arm of the = couch.
"What are you doing?" Traci gasped, her eyes wide with shock.
Mr. Jones didn't answer. He just pulled her skirt up, exposing her ass.<= /p>
"I can't, it's too big," Traci cried, her voice trembling with fear.
But Mr. Jones just laughed.
"You'll take it," he said, his voice firm and commanding.
And then he was inside her, his cock filling her up in a way she had nev= er experienced before.
Traci screamed, her body writhing in pain and pleasure as Mr. Jones fuck= ed her brutally. He was huge, stretching her wide open, and she could feel = every inch of him as he thrust deep inside her.
She was being taken, brutally and roughly, and she loved every moment of= it.
But Mr. Jones wasn't done with her yet.
He pulled out of her, leaving her gasping and panting on the couch.
"Get up," he said, his voice commanding.
Traci obeyed, her legs shaking as she stood up.
Mr. Jones led her over to the corner of the room, where a group of black= men were waiting.
"This is Traci," he said, his hand on her shoulder. "She's a little slut= who loves to be used and abused. Are
you up for the challenge?"
The men grinned, their eyes raking over Traci's body with a hunger that = made her shiver.
And then they were on her, their hands and cocks everywhere, touching an= d probing and fucking her in every hole.
Traci screamed, her body writhing in pleasure and pain as she was used a= nd abused by the group of men.
They slapped her tits and ass, their fingers leaving red marks on her pa= le skin. They pulled her hair, her ponytails coming undone as they fucked h= er from every angle.
They called her names, their words cruel and degrading, but Traci didn't= care. She loved every moment of it, every touch and every word.
She was a slut, and she loved being used and abused by these men.
Over the course of the weekend, Traci was fucked by over 300 men. She wa= s used and abused in every way imaginable, her body covered in bruises and = welts.
But she didn't care. She was in heaven, her body humming with pleasure a= s she was worshipped and adored by these men.
And when it was all over, she collapsed on the couch, her body spent and= exhausted.
Mr. Jones smiled down at her, his cock still hard and ready.
"You were amazing," he said, his voice filled with admiration.
Traci smiled, her eyes shining with pleasure.
She was a cock teaser, but she was also a cock pleaser.
And she had pleased every cock in the roo
Traci stood nervously outside the adult theater, her heart pounding in h= er slender chest. She was an 18-year-old pre-op transsexual, with long dark= hair and piercing green eyes. She was just 4'11" tall, with a petite frame= that weighed only 80 pounds. She wore a tight-fitting corset that accentua= ted her flat chest, along with a micro-mini pleated skirt that barely cover= ed her ass. Her super high-heeled stripper shoes made her look even more al= luring.
As she walked through the doors of the theater, she caught a glimpse of = herself in the mirror, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through = her body. She knew she looked like a slut, and that was exactly what she wa= nted.
Mr. Jones, the well-endowed black manager of the theater, was standing a= t the back of the room, watching her intently. He was a tall, muscular man = with piercing brown eyes and a charming smile. He had always had a weakness= for petite, slutty-looking transsexuals, and Traci was no exception.
"You're late," he said, his voice low and husky.
"I'm sorry, I got caught up in traffic," Traci replied, her voice trembl= ing slightly.
Mr. Jones chuckled softly and walked over to her, his eyes raking over h= er body with a predatory gaze.
"You're going to make it up to me," he said, his hand reaching out to st= roke her cheek.
Traci shivered at his touch, her pussy growing wet with anticipation. Sh= e was a cock teaser, and she loved the thrill of teasing men until they cou= ld no longer resist her charms.
But Mr. Jones was different. He was a cock pleaser, and he knew exactly = how to handle a teasing little slut like Traci.
"Do you want me to beg?" Traci asked, her voice husky with desire.
"No, I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock," Mr. Jones replie= d, his voice firm and commanding.
Traci's eyes widened, but she didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees,= her heart pounding with excitement as she reached up to unzip his pants.
She gasped as his cock sprang free, long and thick and already hard. She= wrapped her lips around the tip, her tongue swirling around the head as sh= e sucked him deeper into her mouth.
Mr. Jones groaned with pleasure, his hands reaching out to tangle in her= hair. He thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth with long, deep stroke= s.
Traci's pussy was dripping wet now, her body trembling with need. She re= ached down to touch herself, her fingers sliding over her clit as she moane= d around Mr. Jones' cock.
"You're such a dirty little slut," Mr. Jones growled, his fingers tighte= ning in her hair.
Traci didn't argue. She loved being a slut, and she loved the way Mr. Jo= nes made her feel.
But she wasn't ready for what came next.
Mr. Jones pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with saliva. He g= rabbed her by the hips, lifting her up and tossing her over the arm of the = couch.
"What are you doing?" Traci gasped, her eyes wide with shock.
Mr. Jones didn't answer. He just pulled her skirt up, exposing her ass.<= /p>
"I can't, it's too big," Traci cried, her voice trembling with fear.
But Mr. Jones just laughed.
"You'll take it," he said, his voice firm and commanding.
And then he was inside her, his cock filling her up in a way she had nev= er experienced before.
Traci screamed, her body writhing in pain and pleasure as Mr. Jones fuck= ed her brutally. He was huge, stretching her wide open, and she could feel = every inch of him as he thrust deep inside her.
She was being taken, brutally and roughly, and she loved every moment of= it.
But Mr. Jones wasn't done with her yet.
He pulled out of her, leaving her gasping and panting on the couch.
"Get up," he said, his voice commanding.
Traci obeyed, her legs shaking as she stood up.
Mr. Jones led her over to the corner of the room, where a group of black= men were waiting.
"This is Traci," he said, his hand on her shoulder. "She's a little slut= who loves to be used and abused. Are
you up for the challenge?"
The men grinned, their eyes raking over Traci's body with a hunger that = made her shiver.
And then they were on her, their hands and cocks everywhere, touching an= d probing and fucking her in every hole.
Traci screamed, her body writhing in pleasure and pain as she was used a= nd abused by the group of men.
They slapped her tits and ass, their fingers leaving red marks on her pa= le skin. They pulled her hair, her ponytails coming undone as they fucked h= er from every angle.
They called her names, their words cruel and degrading, but Traci didn't= care. She loved every moment of it, every touch and every word.
She was a slut, and she loved being used and abused by these men.
Over the course of the weekend, Traci was fucked by over 300 men. She wa= s used and abused in every way imaginable, her body covered in bruises and = welts.
But she didn't care. She was in heaven, her body humming with pleasure a= s she was worshipped and adored by these men.
And when it was all over, she collapsed on the couch, her body spent and= exhausted.
Mr. Jones smiled down at her, his cock still hard and ready.
"You were amazing," he said, his voice filled with admiration.
Traci smiled, her eyes shining with pleasure.
She was a cock teaser, but she was also a cock pleaser.
And she had pleased every cock in the roo
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