I am Anish from Bangalore. A 23-year-old cute twink, talkative, intellectual and sweet guy. I’m 5.7 and 60 kilos, with cute dimples and long curly hair that add to my beauty. I always wanted to explore the girlish side of myself and never got an opportunity. It was so frustrating all my college days. So, when I got my first job, I moved out of the hostel and started staying all by myself. There was absolute freedom. I started ordering bras and panties, cute tiny mini skirts. I got my ears pierced. I started getting waxed. But everything was happening in private. I always wanted to do it publicly and never mustered the courage. Then I suddenly got the idea of a solo trip to Goa. So I planned a trip to Goa and explored the freedom of being a girl. I got waxed, packed up clothes, and with a lot of fear, I did it. I got into an expensive hotel that didn’t care what I wore or look. It was LGBT-friendly, I heard. The day had come. I went to the beach. I was wearing my favourite dark purple bikini. It was a nice padded bra and a panty that barely covered my ass. However, my bulge could hint to people that I wasn’t a girl. I was roaming carefree on the beach, letting so many guys get a hard-on. I also overheard two guys talking, “Mast hai yar, iska gaand maarna hai.” (So hot yar, I want to fuck his ass). I went to places with a sound on and people dancing. I had a lot of unexpected touches and groping by men, which I enjoyed and craved for. I was so happy that straight guys got a hard-on looking at my milky thighs. Later, I saw a hot guy in red briefs, muscular and tattoed, staring at my melons with a beer in his hand. I realized he was all alone, and I smiled at him. He smiled back. I asked him if I could sit next to him. We started conversing. I introduced myself, and he was initially surprised that I wasn’t a girl. After a brief conversation, he told me how he had a breakup with his girlfriend. She broke up on call while he was going to the airport for their trip. I felt so sad for him. Meanwhile, I was so turned on looking at his body. That girl must be stupid. The conversation was getting deep, and I offered him a hug. He was so comfortable with me consoling him that he kept his head on my moobs for a while. I just kissed his forehead. His name was Aaron (name changed). He was 28 years old and from Bangalore too. He was 6.1 tall. Aaron: You’re so sweet. I wish you were a girl. I’d marry you right here. Me: Thanks. I wish you were gay or bisexual. A: Actually, I am curious. And you’re just so hot. I was staring at your cute ass all this while. I started blushing. A: I stay in a friend’s beach house across the far end of the beach. There would be fewer people there. We can walk there and talk. Shall we? I readily agreed as the beach was noisy and crowded. Aaron: What kind of men do you like? Me: I like men that are very strong and dominating. And yet loving. Aaron got the hint clearly. As we walked a little far from the crowd, he grabbed me. He was squeezing my ass and putting me on his shoulder with zero effort. He carried me like a trophy to the beach house, and it felt so romantic and dominant. As we reached, he threw me on the sand bed. I looked around, and he assured me nobody was watching. He jumped on me and started kissing me with utmost passion. He was a gym hunk, and I was struggling to breathe with his heavy body on me. He started biting my lips and neck. I was moaning heavily. He was sweet and constantly asked me if I was comfortable. He unhooked my bra and started biting my nipples. I was screaming as he chewed them hard like a badass. He said, “You’re one of the most beautiful bitches I have ever used. You’re mine throughout the trip.” I said I enjoy men telling such lines, which gave him all the encouragement. He gave a rough hard bite on my soft belly and licked it like chocolate. He slapped me and called me a whore. He stood up, took off his red Calvin Klein underwear, and threw it on my face. I sniffed it and left a moan. He sat on my chest and slapped me. He said, “Your only job is to please my dick”, and started mouth fucking me. It was 7 inch uncut dick, long and straight. I was sucking it. He moaned, saying, “Fuck, you’re the best mouth ever. I’ll start a brothel using that mouth,” he winked. He held my long curly hair and fucked my mouth like a pussy. After a lot of sucking, he pulled it out and flipped me around. Thap! He spanked my ass, and all the sand was sprinkled away. He held my panty and asked me, “Rip it or remove it?” I said rip it. He ripped it like a beast in one go and put his dick on top of it. He spat there nicely. He placed it on my hole. He gave a hard push, and I screamed. He went crazy, saying, “Such a fluffy ass of a slut. I can even pay you to fuck this hole every day.” He went on to spank it. He lifted my ass after a while and started to fuck me in the doggy style. I started crying, but I told him not to stop. I was moaning his name constantly. He went on and on. I started screaming too loud. He stuffed his underwear in my mouth. I couldn’t scream anymore. We had to pause, and I was struggling on the sand under him. So he understood and changed to missionary. After around 40 minutes of penetrating me and pounding me on the beach, he came a huge load inside. He pulled out gently, and I was left lying on the sand. He took the cum from the condom and poured it on my face. He took his sling bag and threw 2k on my face. He left me on the sand like a cum dump and went somewhere. I panicked as I had no clothes to wear as he had ripped my bikini into pieces. Luckily, he returned with a beer bottle and sat next to me. I put my head on his lap, and he gave me all the compliments. I was lying naked as my bikini was ripped into pieces. I walked naked into the beach house with him. I stayed with him throughout my one-week trip and let him use me in every possible way and satisfy his thirst for sex. He got me nice lingerie and clothes. He made me explore my effeminate in more slutty ways in Goa. I’ll tell you in my upcoming stories what we did this whole week of my sissy discovery. You can leave your reviews on [email protected].
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