This story is partly true and partly a dream, although I am hoping the dreampart to become reality in some weeks. What I am gonna to describe here will lead to some hot sex scenes, so stop reading if that isn't your kind of style :-)
If you want action skip to part 1, otherwise I will start with some background about what really happend so far.
Since this my first story I am happy about any feedback, just mail to piboy.stories@googlemail.com.
Part 0 - Prologue -----------------
I consider myself as being hot and attracted by the guys who like slim boys. Although I am looking for opportunities often, I rarely had the chance of really dating someone. Besides some two or three times where I actual got involved in sex with an other man, it wasn't as fullfilling as I wished to be.
Mostly because of my own shyness I nearly never got the nerve to meet someone after chatting with them. And even if that wasn't the problem often other things stood in the way, either being the distance or just not sharing the same interests.
Being 27 years old you might not consider me being a boy, but besides the age I like thinking of myself being young attracted by older man. Often reading the adult-youth section on nifty I like the thought of dating an older man and being dominated by him.
By looking at me most people would estimate my age to be considerable younger. Being only 1,65m in height with a weight around 50 to 55 kilograms and having a slim and tender body I sure look more like being 20 years than 30. Having very long hair - passed my shoulder-length some years ago - I was considered being female a lot of times by people seeing me from behind.
While feeling and being male, I also like the idea of having a secret female part. When it comes to chatting with other men on MSN I always loved being called a slut and fucked deep into my boy pussy. Unfortunately as told that only happened in chats or gay dating websides, but never in reality.
I should mention that while enjoying tight clothes and wanting to be the passive part, I never was much into crossdressing so far. That was about to change however when I realized how hot my slim naked body looked to other men who like the younger type. I also like to shave my whole body, having a very smooth skin. It feels great to be completly hairless - besides the long hair on top of course.
The story begins when spending the evening on my favorite dating side. As naked pictures are not visible in the public profile there, I just posted some none explicit pictures of my body wearing a tight girlish like pink slip. Usually just chatting with guys interessed in my private pictures, nothing much happend so far. Because of that I wasn't overly excited when I received a chatrequest calling me a supercute and supersexy femboy. I was even less excited when noticed that the message was send by an italian guy. Living in a medium sized town in Germany, I just don't think about dating someone nearly thousand kilometers away, if at all I never met anyone living more than 10 minutes away.
However, some nice pictures of his cock were included and it really was a nice one, long and thick, just the one I desperatly want to feel inside me. Being in his fourties and taking the active part his profile look good and matched my own interests. Despite the long distance everything else looked good, so I send him some naked pictures of me, showing my whole body. As expected he liked them a lot. Gino, as I learned his name, started a nice conversation, both including dirty talk as well as romantic. He made compliments about my body wanting to kiss me as well as fucking me hard with his italian cock.
I absolutly loved that. Being told to be his princess and slut at the same time hit a nerve about my inner deepest desires. Never being femine before I started to be excited about the idea of acting like a little girl in need for a strong man to be caressed, kissed and loved. Looking at his pictures I so wanted to touch his big and long cock, licking it and finally feeling him up my tight boyhole. He continued to tell me how he would explore my smooth body, feeling over it, kissing me with his italian passion while massaging my tiny pussy with his fingers. He wanted to fuck me doggy style pulling my hair with his hand on my shoulder. He then send me a link to some videos of him, showing him masturbate and spraying lots and huge globs of cum.
Turned on and aroused I wrote him how much I would need that, how I wanted to be hold be him and fucked like a little slut. In my excitement I pictured laying there with that big cock inside me and how it would feel him coming deep and hard, filling me with his hot seed. Being so deep and this thoughts I messaged him that I would like to be his girl, having his seed flowing in me trying to impregnate me.
To my excitement he liked that thought. He told me to make hot and passionate love to me, being his baby and indeed making me pregnant. He also expressed his desire in meeting me in person which gave me hot shivers. Unfortunately he had to leave then, so we arranged to chat later.
I lay awake some time that night in my bed, thinking about the things I chatted about earlier. I never felt so girlish and aroused before. Thinking of being fucked by large italian cocks made my masturbating shortlasting. Spraying a lot of cum over myself I drifted into my sleep dreaming of laying in his arms after we made love to each other.
Over the next weeks there wasn't really much time to chat unfortunately. However whenever we had the chance I always enjoyed him talking to me. It felt really good reading his words descriping exactly what I felt like and about the things I dreamt of. More and more I finally wanted to meet Gino, having just long, hot and wonderful sex with him. Picturing his cock and the fullness I would feel having him inside drove me crazy.
Wanting to make the feel more real I then took the opportunity and ordered some cloths that I hoped to fit me. Together with a tight tanktop and a really girlish looking skirt I got some panties with barely any cloth on it. In order to make it look more sexy I choosed a nice pink as color. And indeed, being so slim, these looked really exciting and good.
I took some pictures wearing that pink skirt with the bearly visible panties under it, giving a good look on my ass, my hard cock and of course tight lovehole, waiting to be seduced. In the mirror and on the photos it looked wonderful. Hoping to please Gino I couldn't wait for an opportunity to show the pictures to him.
On the next evening we finally chatted again, his response was better than I anticipated for. Again he made me wonderful compliments telling me how sexy I look in that skirt and how much he would like to make love to me. That he would make me his wife and fuck me hard all day long.
Again reading his messages gave me a tingling feeling, wanting it to happen in reality. Too bad Italy was too far away for me. However, having a direct train connection to Paris and spending some days there from time to time, I suggest without much hope to maybe meet there some time.
To my surprise Gino wrote that he would like that, meeting for a weekend, spending some time together in a hotelroom and making that dream a reality. We would spend the days and nights loving each other, being fucked by Gino again and again.
Trying not to be too much optimistic I asked him about a chance of meeting by the end of summer, some time in august or september. He answered that august would not be possible, but september would be fine. Without a concrete date so far we agreeded to spend a nice weeking together, somewhere in Paris.
Looking forward to that I hardly can bear the next weeks laying before me...