Her brown hair messy from a nights’ sleep she ran her hands through it, pulling on a few knots in her hair, taking a step back she looked over her n...aked body. 5'7 tall and weighing around 130 she thought of herself as athletic, but she wasn't toned and as she stood there she cupped her D-cup breasts. Turning the light back off naked she walked across her apartment and into the kitchen. There followed the usual routine she followed most mornings: turn on the Nespresso machine; grab a mug; grab a. .I look forward to when my master inspects my body with his eyes, and roams his hands over my body - ensuring that I have met his requirements to have my pussy and breasts exposed...pleasing him with obeying that simple request...even if it means I am out of my comfort zone in being so exposed...I like it when my master pushes me to my limits and beyond....I trust that he knows what is best for me...and that he knows what he needs to do to make sure I am the best slut ever...my wish to further. I live in Hyderabad and presently working in gulf. Have read so many stories on is and I thought of writing my story and tell you all how I became gay, then cross dresser.I was attracted to guys when I was 17 years old and have my first experience which I was going to tell, its my first story so plz avoid the little mistakes and enjoy the story. And please give your feed backs . Coming to story…..When I was 18 years old I was studying in junior college (intermediate). I used to bunk the classes. She sat me down on the couch, unzipped my pants, and blew my mind. She was an accomplished deep throat artist, and worshiped my cock for at least 15 minutes before looking me in the eyes, sucking extremely hard, and doing amazing things with her tongue. I couldn't hold back any longer. When we were finished, she got me a beer, and told me how much the odor and taste of cum turned her on. After awhile, i said "i'd like to see that again". she said "no problem". She was surprised I was ready for.