How I became a GURL part II SeXStoRY

So I'm in college now, I've learned to love and use porn in all its forms, I've learned to be a great cock sucker and to have my ass fucked. I've learned to tie myself up -- as best as possible -- to pee all over myself to get that humiliating feeling. I'd spread the porn mags all over the floor and spend the entire night playing, trying to shoot my cum onto a photo of a cock so that I could lick it up. The feeling of release whenever I gave in to all of those instincts was fantastic! I loved cock! But I was a horny 20 something and still chasing pussy. Eventually the girlfriends started to give in and I got my first handful of titty, ate my first pussy, fingered my first cunt. My girlfriends were lovely and fun, but it took until I was 23 before one finally let me fuck her. Having been on the other end of a good fuck, I knew just what I was doing and we had a great time. I couldn't help thinking, however, the whole time my cock is sliding in and out of her sweet red-headed cunt, that I wanted to be the one getting fucked -- but like her, as a girl! The more pussy I got, the hornier I stayed. I jacked off four or five times a day on top of getting cunt once or twice a week. But even when I was getting laid all the time, the thirst for cock was still there. Sometimes after laying my girlfriend, I'd go to the bookstore and suck cock and have my ass plowed. Maybe if I had lucked on a domme girl things would have been different. But they were all nice girls, very conventional, not kinky at all. In short it wasn't enough. I needed nasty, kinky, dirty, humiliating sex and most of all I needed cock! Then I met a girl at work and fell head over heels in love. She wasn't drop dead gorgeous or anything -- just a pretty girl next door -- athletic, with a cute face, firm legs, great smile but small tits. And, it turned out, she was a lesbian. We formed an incredibly deep, loving friendship. But with a cock instead of a dripping slit between by legs, I wasn't going anywhere with her. Knowing she was a lesbo drove me crazy! It turned me on SO much! As a homo myself, I totally got where she was cumming from, but I loved her so much and wanted her so much, all the more when I saw her with her female lovers and thought about what they were doing. I was crazy insane for kinky sex now, even more than usual. My desire to be the girl in a relationship -- which I'd always thought about but had never acted upon, became unbearable and irrestible. That's when I started dressing -- buying cheap female clothes and shoes in thrift stores and discount stores. I got a wig at Halloween and bought makeup. Tits were a real problem. I wanted some so bad, huge ones! But there was no way I could afford them. Finally I found some cheapie faux plastic ones that didn't look half bad in a bra. I was thin, with long legs, and when I dressed and put on the make up I thought I was very cute. Just the thought of dressing made and kept me hard! Like in high school I'd dance around in the front of a mirror, jerking off to how hot I looked. But unlike in High School, I was now a card carrying cock sucker. So I'd put on all my lingere, stockings, etc. put my wig inside my shirt and go to the bookstores, get in a booth, pump in the tokens, strip off my shirt and jeans, put on the wig and present myself to the guys peeking through the glory holes. As just a guy I had never had much trouble getting someone to offer me their cock. But now, dressed as a girl, I didn't even have to rub my finger around the glory hole to let them know I'd suck their dick. Hard dicks showed up almost instantly, and I sucked everyone of them. Sometimes I'd get the booth that had a glory hole on each side and wind up stroking two cocks at once or getting one in my ass and mouth at the same time (a bit tricky to do, but when you are a slut, all things are possible). Men would beg me to let them come into my booth or come into theirs. I never would -- later that would change, but not yet. I'd suck cock for hours, but the real thrill was doing it as a girl. In fact the real thrill was the POWER I suddenly had over men. As a women I was irrestible. I was getting cock the way I had always wanted it, as a GIRL! Unfortunately I didn't have the guts to expose myself to my girlfriends as what I was now becoming. A great missed opportunity no doubt. But my kink was going to take me in a very different direction. Could I get men outside of a porn store booth? Would they bed me in a hotel? I begin to dream about it and then determined to do it. After all, having cum this far, why stop now. Comment if you like my story and look for part III soon!