I am Kuky, I'm 37 years old and my life changed on May 10th, 1998.
I had then 23 years, finishing my teaching degree and starting with Carla, my girlfriend and classmate. She was adorable, 22 years old, intelligent and funny, a genuine beauty. I was Marcos, Marquito to my friends, studious, curious but just out of my shell. My life was great, with my girlfriend we were discovering sexuality, excellent studies, a good group of friends, a life ahead.
The facts happened at breakneck speed, in two months or less.
As in many situations in life, chance or the convergence of apparently unrelated events produces an explosive and surprising situation.
I must clarify that in school, there were two types of guys: the macho teachers who were popular (the ones who got along with girls) and the sensitive teachers, more delicate (most of us), so whenever one of the sensitive ones hooked up with a beautiful girl like Carla, it generated sympathy among ours and a challenge to the machos to put us back in our place.
Pedro, one of the machos, who studied chemistry teaching, started working on Carla from our first encounters, which we talked about with her and made us laugh; it was something fun for us; our sexual life was great, and nothing could bother us. We even got options to talk about it while making love and have more fun.
What we didn't know was that Pedro had made a bet with the other machos to see who would win Carla first. It was more than a challenge, it was liberating all the savages behind Carla's pussy. Nothing of this would have been too important if something very strange hadn't happened a month before the May party we held at the Institute every year.
I was walking through the center, looking at stores for my girl's underwear and entered a pricey lingerie store; two armed guys entered shortly after... They seemed African, and a voice in the neck demanded all the money from the cashiers, grouping us all together in the fitting rooms threatening us with knives, stealing wallets and bags, and since everyone at the local was a girl, they forced them to undress and put them in the fitting rooms. They looked at me with an ironic smile and made me wear lingerie (so I wouldn't leave after them) as they said. The result amused them and something more, because one of them while the other took things from the store, made me get down on my knees, wearing lingerie in front of all those half-naked women, ordered me to lower his athletic pants, boxers, and kiss his cock if I didn't want him to cut off my head with his knife. I did it. His black and enormous cock quickly grew and forced me to put it in my mouth, humiliated and scared, tears ran down my face. The torture lasted about 3 minutes, the other one called out loudly, my violator quickly stored his powerful tool and caressed my face almost lovingly, and disappeared like a lightning bolt. When I turned my head, totally red with shame and humiliation, I saw six faces of tias with enormous and astonished eyes at what they had seen. They then attended to me, helped me get dressed, and thanked me for saving them from the savage, calling me their hero with compunged smiles. And I asked them not to mention it to anyone, especially not the police. And now I was the one who left running half-dressed, without hearing some loud laughter when I left there. I couldn't tell Carla about it, I had felt absolutely humiliated and questioned in my most basic sensations. That night, as we were going to bed, Carla said two things that ignited my brain, I got into bed next to her with a desire to sleep and forget (at the time I was a modern prof and wore a long blonde ponytail tied with a horse's boot), I untied my hair and Carla looked at me with tenderness and he said with infinite love: - You're so handsome like this, you look like a girl... Boom! My head exploded into a thousand pieces, and my eyes imperceptibly filled with tears... And the second blow a few minutes later. - Today Pedro, gave me a kiss .... My stomach turned over. - It was super cold and in a chemistry lab experiment fell off and he helped me pick it up, we were alone in the laboratory and when we bent down our heads touched and we laughed and the jerk sent me a blow job, I thought about giving him a pie but then passed. I laughed and told him he was a bad person. - Don't you care, right? I was a little excited and eager to get home to tell you and that you would fuck me like only you know... I turned my head and kissed her and went down to her sweet pussy to give her an incredible orgasm with my tongue. It was the second time that day I made that trip, and I couldn't get rid of that enormous black cock from my head, while working on my girlfriend's pussy making a curious menage à trois in my brain. During the following weeks, Carla's comments kept ringing in my head, you look like a girl... Pedro gave me a blow job... And I still saw a black cock right in front of my face... I looked at myself in the mirror and felt feminine, even my nipples had grown, and my hips and ass seemed more rounded. Would it be due to that Negro? In those curious rumblings, the whole month passed, and I hadn't had any desire for sex, which was rare for us. The big day had arrived and we started thinking about the costume, I was going to go as a crazy teacher and Carla as a pirate, We joined our friends to dress up, and it happened that my costume hadn't come back from the laundry, all dressed except me, Selena our friend asked why I wasn't dressing like a girl, everyone applauded and I turned red, but I agreed. Among them, they searched for Selena's clothes, they shaved me, painted me, even depilated my body and eyebrows, everyone was laughing and They were applauding as the work progressed, until Selena said - Marco if you even have tits! God, my body was strange and I had subtle adolescent breasts. What was happening?
A couple of hours later, the work was finished, I looked at myself in the mirror amazed, Carla was right, I seemed like a girl, they had dyed my loose platinum blonde hair with waves to mid-back, given me an extremely painted face but perfect, A V-neck sweater with a very provocative neckline that accentuated my budding breasts, a mini skirt with black suspenders holding red stockings and shoes with 10-centimeter heels, all adorned with quantities of jewelry, collars, bracelets, rings, earrings, take-off-and-on pendants, my eyes were very painted according to Carla to highlight my green eyes. Everyone applauded and Sandra said: - A true slut should carry a handbag, they gave me a black one with plenty of makeup and frills. I got excited seeing myself, a real foxy.
So we left for the party, a pirate, two nurses, gatubela, and I, the cheap slut (according to Selena).
We arrived in 15 minutes, this year it was held at an ethnic pub away from the center, all the students and teachers were there, they had good costumes, but mine stole the show (and I even won the prize), everyone congratulated me, even some people didn't recognize me, suddenly Pedro approached and grabbing my waist said: - What a divine girl? Do you introduce her to Carla?
Between laughs, Carla and the girls told him that was Marco's but now she's called Kuky.
- Mmmhh slutty name. Said Pedro touching my ass,
I smiled, almost complacently. Everyone laughed.
The party continued and the alcohol started to take effect, at first it was hard for me to walk in those high heels, but all the guys wanted to dance with me, and eventually I started moving like I had worn high heels my whole life, the ones who asked for me most were Pedro's macho friends who couldn't believe it was me. And they danced With me more and more provocatively, they would whisper dirty things in my ear while we danced and touched all of me, I had ended up giving in to my role and was playing the part of a slutty calentorra, I was feeling like another person, then they announced the prize and I won the male one and Selena the female one, I went up on stage but on the way there two friends of Pedro escorted me, one on each side and in front of everyone, as we had done before on the dance floor, between the two of us we were rubbing against each other and dancing provocatively, I entered a sensual paroxysm (due to my role and the alcohol) shaking my hips and shoulders, lifting my legs up to theirs, and finally Diego gave me a kiss all over my mouth. Amidst cheers and applause we left the stage. Everyone was laughing. But I missed Carla, asked her friends and they didn't know anything, so I went to the bathroom to look for her. And I found her in the boys' bathroom. She was spread open with Pedro completely inside her. She was screaming with pleasure, my eyes filled with tears but at the same time I got excited seeing Pedro's enormous back embracing my small Carla and her ass pumping without mercy into my girlfriend's pussy, which had her eyes closed in pleasure and scratching his back with joy. Just then Pedro's friends came up behind me and said: - You also went to the wrong bathroom, slut. Do you want meat like your little friend? I was trembling, they dragged me out of there and my world was spinning, I didn't know whether to cry or scream, when I got back to the dance floor the lights were low and everything seemed to have changed, people who weren't from school were starting to arrive, and a hoarse voice behind me asked: - What's your name, beauty? I turned around to clarify that it wasn't... It was that black face from the dressing room, with two more blacks, he smiled at me and said: - I see you're marked for always, ha ha. - Me, my name is... I whispered halfway. - Today I'm going to finish what I started a few days ago, Call me Dad. He told me to grab my belt. He gave me an enormous kiss while his hand grabbed my ass. And I felt safe for the first time that night ...
I saw Selena and her friends passing by, smiling at me as they talked about me leaving the club. Behind them was Pedro holding Carla's hand and said as they passed: -Have fun Kuky!
My Papi smiled and put me to dance with him tightly, feeling his body like never before had I felt ...
What I didn't know until much later, is that Pedro had been changing my memory pills for female hormones months ago, today I am immensely grateful, and my dad Beto and his friends too ...
I had then 23 years, finishing my teaching degree and starting with Carla, my girlfriend and classmate. She was adorable, 22 years old, intelligent and funny, a genuine beauty. I was Marcos, Marquito to my friends, studious, curious but just out of my shell. My life was great, with my girlfriend we were discovering sexuality, excellent studies, a good group of friends, a life ahead.
The facts happened at breakneck speed, in two months or less.
As in many situations in life, chance or the convergence of apparently unrelated events produces an explosive and surprising situation.
I must clarify that in school, there were two types of guys: the macho teachers who were popular (the ones who got along with girls) and the sensitive teachers, more delicate (most of us), so whenever one of the sensitive ones hooked up with a beautiful girl like Carla, it generated sympathy among ours and a challenge to the machos to put us back in our place.
Pedro, one of the machos, who studied chemistry teaching, started working on Carla from our first encounters, which we talked about with her and made us laugh; it was something fun for us; our sexual life was great, and nothing could bother us. We even got options to talk about it while making love and have more fun.
What we didn't know was that Pedro had made a bet with the other machos to see who would win Carla first. It was more than a challenge, it was liberating all the savages behind Carla's pussy. Nothing of this would have been too important if something very strange hadn't happened a month before the May party we held at the Institute every year.
I was walking through the center, looking at stores for my girl's underwear and entered a pricey lingerie store; two armed guys entered shortly after... They seemed African, and a voice in the neck demanded all the money from the cashiers, grouping us all together in the fitting rooms threatening us with knives, stealing wallets and bags, and since everyone at the local was a girl, they forced them to undress and put them in the fitting rooms. They looked at me with an ironic smile and made me wear lingerie (so I wouldn't leave after them) as they said. The result amused them and something more, because one of them while the other took things from the store, made me get down on my knees, wearing lingerie in front of all those half-naked women, ordered me to lower his athletic pants, boxers, and kiss his cock if I didn't want him to cut off my head with his knife. I did it. His black and enormous cock quickly grew and forced me to put it in my mouth, humiliated and scared, tears ran down my face. The torture lasted about 3 minutes, the other one called out loudly, my violator quickly stored his powerful tool and caressed my face almost lovingly, and disappeared like a lightning bolt. When I turned my head, totally red with shame and humiliation, I saw six faces of tias with enormous and astonished eyes at what they had seen. They then attended to me, helped me get dressed, and thanked me for saving them from the savage, calling me their hero with compunged smiles. And I asked them not to mention it to anyone, especially not the police. And now I was the one who left running half-dressed, without hearing some loud laughter when I left there. I couldn't tell Carla about it, I had felt absolutely humiliated and questioned in my most basic sensations. That night, as we were going to bed, Carla said two things that ignited my brain, I got into bed next to her with a desire to sleep and forget (at the time I was a modern prof and wore a long blonde ponytail tied with a horse's boot), I untied my hair and Carla looked at me with tenderness and he said with infinite love: - You're so handsome like this, you look like a girl... Boom! My head exploded into a thousand pieces, and my eyes imperceptibly filled with tears... And the second blow a few minutes later. - Today Pedro, gave me a kiss .... My stomach turned over. - It was super cold and in a chemistry lab experiment fell off and he helped me pick it up, we were alone in the laboratory and when we bent down our heads touched and we laughed and the jerk sent me a blow job, I thought about giving him a pie but then passed. I laughed and told him he was a bad person. - Don't you care, right? I was a little excited and eager to get home to tell you and that you would fuck me like only you know... I turned my head and kissed her and went down to her sweet pussy to give her an incredible orgasm with my tongue. It was the second time that day I made that trip, and I couldn't get rid of that enormous black cock from my head, while working on my girlfriend's pussy making a curious menage à trois in my brain. During the following weeks, Carla's comments kept ringing in my head, you look like a girl... Pedro gave me a blow job... And I still saw a black cock right in front of my face... I looked at myself in the mirror and felt feminine, even my nipples had grown, and my hips and ass seemed more rounded. Would it be due to that Negro? In those curious rumblings, the whole month passed, and I hadn't had any desire for sex, which was rare for us. The big day had arrived and we started thinking about the costume, I was going to go as a crazy teacher and Carla as a pirate, We joined our friends to dress up, and it happened that my costume hadn't come back from the laundry, all dressed except me, Selena our friend asked why I wasn't dressing like a girl, everyone applauded and I turned red, but I agreed. Among them, they searched for Selena's clothes, they shaved me, painted me, even depilated my body and eyebrows, everyone was laughing and They were applauding as the work progressed, until Selena said - Marco if you even have tits! God, my body was strange and I had subtle adolescent breasts. What was happening?
A couple of hours later, the work was finished, I looked at myself in the mirror amazed, Carla was right, I seemed like a girl, they had dyed my loose platinum blonde hair with waves to mid-back, given me an extremely painted face but perfect, A V-neck sweater with a very provocative neckline that accentuated my budding breasts, a mini skirt with black suspenders holding red stockings and shoes with 10-centimeter heels, all adorned with quantities of jewelry, collars, bracelets, rings, earrings, take-off-and-on pendants, my eyes were very painted according to Carla to highlight my green eyes. Everyone applauded and Sandra said: - A true slut should carry a handbag, they gave me a black one with plenty of makeup and frills. I got excited seeing myself, a real foxy.
So we left for the party, a pirate, two nurses, gatubela, and I, the cheap slut (according to Selena).
We arrived in 15 minutes, this year it was held at an ethnic pub away from the center, all the students and teachers were there, they had good costumes, but mine stole the show (and I even won the prize), everyone congratulated me, even some people didn't recognize me, suddenly Pedro approached and grabbing my waist said: - What a divine girl? Do you introduce her to Carla?
Between laughs, Carla and the girls told him that was Marco's but now she's called Kuky.
- Mmmhh slutty name. Said Pedro touching my ass,
I smiled, almost complacently. Everyone laughed.
The party continued and the alcohol started to take effect, at first it was hard for me to walk in those high heels, but all the guys wanted to dance with me, and eventually I started moving like I had worn high heels my whole life, the ones who asked for me most were Pedro's macho friends who couldn't believe it was me. And they danced With me more and more provocatively, they would whisper dirty things in my ear while we danced and touched all of me, I had ended up giving in to my role and was playing the part of a slutty calentorra, I was feeling like another person, then they announced the prize and I won the male one and Selena the female one, I went up on stage but on the way there two friends of Pedro escorted me, one on each side and in front of everyone, as we had done before on the dance floor, between the two of us we were rubbing against each other and dancing provocatively, I entered a sensual paroxysm (due to my role and the alcohol) shaking my hips and shoulders, lifting my legs up to theirs, and finally Diego gave me a kiss all over my mouth. Amidst cheers and applause we left the stage. Everyone was laughing. But I missed Carla, asked her friends and they didn't know anything, so I went to the bathroom to look for her. And I found her in the boys' bathroom. She was spread open with Pedro completely inside her. She was screaming with pleasure, my eyes filled with tears but at the same time I got excited seeing Pedro's enormous back embracing my small Carla and her ass pumping without mercy into my girlfriend's pussy, which had her eyes closed in pleasure and scratching his back with joy. Just then Pedro's friends came up behind me and said: - You also went to the wrong bathroom, slut. Do you want meat like your little friend? I was trembling, they dragged me out of there and my world was spinning, I didn't know whether to cry or scream, when I got back to the dance floor the lights were low and everything seemed to have changed, people who weren't from school were starting to arrive, and a hoarse voice behind me asked: - What's your name, beauty? I turned around to clarify that it wasn't... It was that black face from the dressing room, with two more blacks, he smiled at me and said: - I see you're marked for always, ha ha. - Me, my name is... I whispered halfway. - Today I'm going to finish what I started a few days ago, Call me Dad. He told me to grab my belt. He gave me an enormous kiss while his hand grabbed my ass. And I felt safe for the first time that night ...
I saw Selena and her friends passing by, smiling at me as they talked about me leaving the club. Behind them was Pedro holding Carla's hand and said as they passed: -Have fun Kuky!
My Papi smiled and put me to dance with him tightly, feeling his body like never before had I felt ...
What I didn't know until much later, is that Pedro had been changing my memory pills for female hormones months ago, today I am immensely grateful, and my dad Beto and his friends too ...
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