Date: Tue, 21 Apr 2009 09:35:16 -0700 (PDT) From: Kara Brown <kara_cd412@yahoo.com> Subject: College Crossdressing Slut 29 College Crossdressing Slut Chapter 29 Alex called me the next day and I told him what a great time I had. He asked to come over that night but I told him I was busy. I wasn't really, but I wanted to make him wait a little so he wouldn't think I was easy. Gosh that was getting hard! I was going to suggest Saturday night but I forgot that I had a date night with my daddy Gary. I knew he would be upset if I broke the date again and I also knew he had a surprise for me. He had even called and told me he wanted me over earlier than usual. I really wanted to see Alex though and since he couldn't do anything on Sunday so I suggested we hang out a little Saturday morning. Alex agreed so we made a date. Saturday morning came and I rolled out of bed after sleeping in a little late. I was up late doing online shopping and I really didn't feel like getting dressed, I really just wanted to stay in my sweatpants and tee-shirt but since Alex was coming over soon I had to change and get ready. There was no way I was going to let him see me in just sweatpants yet! I took a shower and shaved my legs until they were perfectly smooth. I decided on wearing a black camisole top and these really short one button red shorts. They were so short and really showed off my long legs but didn't look too slutty. Underneath I just had another black thong. I looked in the mirror and vainly admired myself. My ass really looked great in these shorts. They must have been made for shorter girls or something because I almost felt like my ass should be hanging out the end. They were extremely uncomfortable though and it was hard fitting my clittie in them. I checked my watch and I had really been running late, Alex should be here any time! Alex arrived right on time and greeted me with a kiss. "Do you like these shorts? I just got them," I asked as I spun around so he could see my ass. "Very nice" he responded and spun me around for another kiss. His hands went straight to grab my ass as he kissed me so I just laughed and pushed him away. "So what do you want to do?" I asked. Alex replied "I'm kind of hungry. Do you want to get something to eat?" "Ummm, I can't really go out like this, but I can make you something." "That's cool. Why don't we just make something quick so we can spend some time together." I agreed and I made him a turkey sandwich. I wasn't hungry myself so I just watched him eat. After he ate we eventually gravitated back to the couch where we made out and he couldn't keep his hands off my smooth, just shaven legs. Finally I had to stop him so we wouldn't go any farther. We started talking again and soon the conversation inevitably turned back to sex. "So, you said last time you were inexperienced, what exactly have you done with guys?" Alex asked. "Not a lot" I lied, "I sort of dated one guy when school started and he was my first, but that didn't work out. I then sort of dated a guy I met at a party for awhile but he was a jerk." `What'd he do?" "Oh, I don't want to talk about it" and I changed the subject. "So, you like being a bottom too?" I teased him. Alex laughed, "Sometimes. It depends though." "I'm really only a bottom gurl" I informed him, jus so we were clear. "That's cool, have you ever tried fucking someone before." "Ummm, just my friend Aline that was at the club that night. We just fooled around one night." `That's fucking hot," Alex responded excitedly and immediately had questions. "Did you like it?" "It was o.k." I replied and then added with a giggle, "I was bad at it." "You should try it again" Alex encouraged me. "Eww, I like to be the one getting fucked," I replied. "That's cool" he laughed, "I like your bottom" as he leaned over to kiss me. Pretty soon he was on top of me and I was on my back with my legs spread open enough for Alex to slide between them. I really wanted him bad but giving in to temptation now would ruin my whole plan for Alex and me. Once again I had to push him off me and we both sat up on the couch. "Is everything alright?" he asked. "Yes" I said a little out of breath and flushed, with my little clittie hurting from straining in my too tight shorts "It's just we should stop for now." "I understand Kara. I just really like you and wanted to do a little more. I can wait though. "Thanks. I'm just not quite ready yet" I informed him. It was a total lie though. I was soooo ready for him and just wanted him to bend me over for a good old fashioned ass fucking. `That's cool, I totally understand" he responded. "Thanks sweetie. That's no reason why I can't take care of you a little bit though" I smiled. My clittie was killing me in those tight shorts though so I told him to wait on the couch for a minute and I went to my room to change. I needed something quick so I was going to throw on my pink sweat shorts that said ASU on the butt but I thought that would look dumb with my black cami top so I just thought "fuck it" and grabbed a hand towel and hand lotion from the bathroom and walked back out to my couch. "Now don't get too excited, you're only getting a handjob but these shorts are killing my clittie." Alex just laughed "Clittie? Is that what you call it?" I giggled too and responded "Yeah, and it's what you better call it." I then turned around and slowly pulled my shorts down to behind my butt so he could see my ass framed in my tight black thong. I then tried to stuff my hard clittie back in my thong and turned to look over my shoulder and asked "how do you like my ass Alex?" "I fucking love it baby" was all he responded. "Good thing. Now get your pants down" I instructed. He obeyed as I struggled to pull my tight shorts down. I then got on my knees and crawled the few feet towards him with my ass up in the air. I then told him to spread his legs and I got between them, squirted some lotion on my hand and slowly started whacking him off. I kept telling him what a big cock he had and just kept moaning. I started stroking him faster and kept my face close to his cock like I was prepared to take a facial. asked `Shit Kara, this feels good. I want to cum on your face" He said breathlessly. "Not today sweetie, that's what the towel is for." `Please Kara, let me cum on that gorgeous ass of yours then" he almost pleaded. I thought about it for a minute, I can be such a sucker when someone compliments my ass. I then asked "Are you almost there?" "So close!" he moaned. I just spun around on all 4's and looked over my shoulder and said `The panties stay on mister." In seconds Alex was behind me on his knees jerking off his cock as he looked at my ass. "Mmm baby, cum all over my ass!" I moaned as I heard the sound of a well lubed dick being beaten behind me. Within a minute he yelled "I'm cummmiinngg" and I felt warm cum spurting all over my backside. I stayed on all 4's for a minute while he rubbed the tip of his cock on one cheek for a second to get all the cum out. "You have such hot ass Kara" he informed me." "Thanks sweetie. Can you hand me the towel?" Instead of handing me the towel, Alex wiped his cum off my ass for me. "Thanks, are you feeling better?" I asked as I turned around to sit on the floor. "Way better sweetheart" he informed me as we got up to sit on the couch, "You're clittie is hard baby, let me take care of that for you." "Oh shit!" I exclaimed as I saw the time on the VCR. I was running late and I was supposed to see my Daddy Gary early today. "I'm sorry baby, but I have to get going. I have those friends I have to meet soon. "That's cool but I can take care of you really quick." "No time baby. I hate to be in a rush but I have to get going." Alex said he understood and we kissed goodbye. I then jumped in to take another quick shower and reapply my makeup. I was in a rush so I put on the same shorts and black cami top that I had worn for Alex I called my daddy and told him I was running a little late. "Kara, you're getting to be a real pain" Gary told me in a strict voice. "You've been breaking dates and being late way too much. This is getting to be unacceptable." I wasn't really in the mood for a lecture. Honestly, the only reason I was still seeing him now was to play dressup in the clothes he bought me. Gary was o.k. but he wasn't anyone I stayed up thinking of like I did with Alex and how I used to think about Robert. "It's only been twice Gary" I responded (that was one of the first times I hadn't called him daddy. Honestly, I wasn't in the mood to hear a lecture). "I have a lot of things to do this weekend and I can't wait around on you all weekend." "Well maybe I shouldn't come at all" I said a little peeved. "Don't be a brat and get over here." I hung up the phone a little pissed off but I got in my car and drove over to Gary's like I promised. It was still light out and I hate driving dressed up when it is light out but I just convinced myself nobody was actually looking at me. There actually was no way I wouldn't go to Gary's. Playing with Alex had gotten me so horny that I was craving a hard fucking and I was resolved to get one that night. "I really shouldn't have worn the tight shorts again" I thought to myself as I was so horny and my clittie was getting so hard in them with no room to go. When I arrived at Gary's we coolly greeted each other with a quick peck. "Where's my surprise?" I asked. "It's upstairs, put it on and come down to the kitchen." I obeyed and laid out as usual on Gary's bed was my present... a French maid outfit! I almost shrieked I was so excited. I always wanted one of these but the good ones looked expensive. This one looked sooo sexy but it was a little different from the traditional French maid uniform. This one wasn't a dress but a two piece with a short black top with a white bow and a really short black skirt with an even shorter white apron. The outfit showed off my midrift completely. One of the best parts was the black stockings with little tiny white polka dots and a little white bow on the top of each stocking. Underneath were these super cute black panties with little white ruffles. I don't usually like ruffled panties but these looked really hot. I squealed when I saw the last part, black platform shoes. They were a little too small and made me really tall but I could fit them on and that's all that mattered. I grabbed the pink feather duster and hurried down the stairs as fast as the platform shoes would let me. I just wanted Gary to take me as hard as he could and fuck me like a whore. I needed to be fucked in the worst way. When I got downstairs I saw Gary and said coyly in the best accent that my three years of high school French allowed, "Bonjour monsieur. You were looking for a maid." "You look amazing Kara" Gary said in a voice that noticeably lacked passion though. "Merci beaucoup monsieur. Would you like to go up to the master bedroom?" "Well first I think you should start here and then the bedroom." "Oh monsieur, you are very naughty" I giggled trying to keep up the French accent. I was about ready to cream in my panties I was so excited. "No, I meant you should clean the kitchen first and then clean the bedroom." "But monsieur, I think I need to clean you cock with my tongue first" I said trying to sound like a French "Dishes first" Gary replied. My jaw dropped along with my fake accent "What are you talking about?" "You cost me a lot of time the last couple weekends with being late and canceling our date. I need to do some work and you need to do the dishes and clean my bedroom." I was pissed off and horny now which is not a good combination. "I didn't come here to clean your fucking house" I told him emphatically, almost losing my cool. "Do you want the outfit Kara?" Gary asked sternly. "Yes, duh" I thought to myself but didn't answer thinking it was a rhetorical question. When Gary paused and didn't say anything, I realized he actually wanted a response so I retorted "Do you ever want to fuck me again?" Gary coolly responded "If you want the outfit, you'll do as I say. Now, do you want to keep the outfit or do you want me to return it?" I just paused and looked down at my feet and the cute platform shoes I had on. "Kara?" he asked, still waiting for a response. "I want the outfit" I said softly and then added in a louder voice "but I'm taking it home with me." "No Kara, the outfit stays here. Now finish your cleaning and come see me when you're done. I'll be in my office." Uggghhh! I was so mad! Stupid Gary had gotten his way completely. All I really wanted was to get fucked and go home and now I was stuck cleaning his stupid house. Dressing in the French maid outfit had made me even hornier and I just felt like a cock in my ass. I decided to just concentrate on cleaning and getting it out of the way. I was so pissed at Gary right now! "Well, at least the sex might be better if we're mad at each other" I thought to myself. I even thought for a second about just leaving but I decided against it since what I really needed was to get fucked. I finished the dishes as quickly as I could, doing a pretty half assed job before marched upstairs. On the way, I stomped by his office making a lot of noise with my black platforms against his hardwood floors and yelled "The fucking dishes are done!" "Good, don't forget to vacuum" he yelled back. "Fucking asshole" I thought to myself and went upstairs to his room. He had left the vacuum out so I started vacuuming. I had to take my platform shoes off because they were hurting my feet and getting hard to vacuum in. Despite taking off the cute shoes, I honestly felt pretty sexy in the tiny little maid outfit, cleaning a guy's house. When I finished vacuuming I had no fucking idea what else he wanted cleaned and it seemed stupid to make the bed now since we'd probably just be fucking on it soon. I decided to make the bed anyway and then just tidied up the place. It was already pretty clean since Gary was a bit of a neat freak. I think he had just been making me clean to prove he could and piss me off. I used the feather duster that came with my outfit a little bit and then tidied up the papers on his desk against the wall. I was so mad at him I decided to get back at him and took a few files on top and hid them under his bed. "Good luck trying to find them" I thought to myself. I figured I was done so I went to the door and yelled down the stairs "I'm done!" `I'll check in a minute!' was all he yelled back. I put the platforms back on and I waited around for almost ten minutes for him to come upstairs. I occupied my time by looking in his closet and seeing all the clothes he had hung up that he had bought me over my visits. Looking at all those clothes made me even hornier and I had to rub my clittie a little. Looking at all the slutty clothes he had bought me reminded me that I was wearing a French Maid costume like I had always wanted and I'm sure every girl wants to wear one or two times at least. I admired myself in the mirror a little bit and actually loved the black ruffled panties. Finally Gary arrived and quickly perused the room. "Looks good mademoiselle." "So I'm done" was all I said. "You're not done yet mademoiselle, the agency that sent you said you did a few other things than just clean." "Look, I'm not in the mood to play games. Let's just fuck and get it over with." Gary just laughed so I added "Are you hard?" I was still mad at him. Gary still laughed and said he wasn't hard so I just walked up to him and yanked down his pants, fell to my knees and to take his soft cock in my mouth. "Are you going to take forever to get hard again?" I asked trying to get him as pissed off as I was. Gary just laughed at me again and soon his cock started growing in my mouth and in no time was hard. The feeling of a cock growing from flaccid to erect in my mouth is one of my alltime best feelings and it made my clittie even stiffer. The second he got hard enough for my liking, I let his cock slip out of my mouth and I stood up. "Grab some lube and a condom" I ordered. Gary did as I asked and I walked over to his desk where I pulled my panties down and waited for him. He returned momentarily and I told him to hand me the lube while he put the condom on. I was mad and in absolutely no mood for any foreplay because every time I looked at him I stayed mad. "Are you ready?" Gary asked after he had finished fiddling with the condom and I removed my lubed fingers from my ass. "Shut up and fuck me" I responded in a pissed off tone and then added "You better not cum before me." "Fine Brat" was his response as he slammed his cock inside me. I just gritted my teeth and tried not to scream as his cock was shoved all the way inside me in an instant. He pulled all the way out and shoved it back in and this time I couldn't control myself. "Aaagghhhhh!" I yelled as his cock sunk back all the way inside me. Maybe I wasn't ready for a fucking like this. Gary just pulled back all the way out and asked "Ready for it again you little brat." "One sec" I said breathlessly but it was too late and his cock was once again slammed balls deep inside me. "Owwwww!" I exclaimed again but this time he stayed inside me like this for a few moments. "Be careful what you ask for" Gary said and was soon pummeling my ass like he had just paid for it while I just kept squealing. Soon the pain part started to subside as I got readjusted to a cock in my ass but I kept moaning. Periodically he would pull out to keep from cumming and I would beg him to slam it back in me. He was fucking me so hard over the desk that I had to use both hands to brace myself and couldn't play with my clittie. I really needed to cum so I finally said "please play with my clittie baby." Gary did as I asked and soon I was erupting cum all over his chair and desk. "You're cleaning that up later" he informed me. `Shut up and cum already" was all I replied. I just clamped down on his cock and took my fucking like a good girl after that. Pretty soon he was getting ready to cum as I felt his body clench up and I knew he was cumming in the condom. He stayed inside me for a bit and I could feel his sweat dripping on me. It had been quick buth e had really given me a good fucking and we were both tired. He pulled out and left and I heard the condom getting flushed. I was so tired I basically collapsed in the chair that went with the desk I was getting fucked over. I didn't even have the energy to pull up my panties and felt myself sitting in a little puddle of my own cooling cum. I examined my elbows which were red and I could tell they would probably be bruised. I was an exhausted mess. Soon Gary emerged from the bathroom and laid down on the bed started making some small talk. Getting fucked like that can really redirect your emotions but I realized I was still mad at him. Hearing him talk I also realized I didn't even like him that much. We really had nothing in common and were only hanging out because he wanted a young college gurl to fuck and I wanted someone to buy me things. He wasn't a bad guy but I really didn't care about what he was saying and he was pretty self absorbed when he talked. I chit chatted with him a bit too but I really wasn't enjoying it at all. I was really only staying there because I was exhausted and didn't feel like moving. He tried to get me to lay down with him but I didn't feel like that either. After about 10 minutes of just wasting time talking, Gary got up and said he had to do a little more work. "You look tired, why don't you take a nap on the bed" he offered. "No, I have to get going soon" was all I responded. He tried to talk me out of leaving but I told him I had to get going in a few minutes anyway. "OK, do what you have to do Kara" he said finally relenting but then asked "Hey, where are my papers?" "What?" I asked with honestly no idea. "The papers and files I had on this desk. What happened to them? Did you move them when you were cleaning?" "Oh shit, he's thinking of the papers I hid when I was mad at him' I thought to myself. I then said "Umm, I don't know. They're probably in your office." "No they were on this desk. Did you move them when you were cleaning?" "No, I didn't even touch this desk when I was cleaning" I responded. "That's obviously not true, I noticed the papers were moved when I walked in here." "How could he notice that?" I thought to myself. Instead of just telling him the truth I said "maybe they got knocked to the ground accidentally when we were fucking, I wouldn't worry about it now though." I figured I could just pull them out later and put them somewhere else and he would just assume he had misplaced them. `I need those today though" and he started searching all around the desk and eventually got on his hands and knees searching the desk to see if they had been knocked off. "What's this?" he asked as he got up and moved towards the bed. He had obviously seen where I had hidden them. Gary pulled the papers out from under the bed and asked again "What's this." "Oh good, are those your papers?" I tried to ask in an innocent and cutesy voice. "Did you hide these?" Gary asked sternly. "Of course not!" I exclaimed feigning shock. I should have just been honest when he was first looking for them but I always had to do things the hard way apparently. Gary just sternly asked again "Kara, did you try to hide these from me?" "Daddy," I said trying to play the innocent little girl card, "Of course I didn't. They probably just got knocked off." Gary's only response was to pick me up and carry me kicking (or trying to kick since my panties were still around my thighs) the few feet to the edge of the bed and put me over his lap. "Lying girls get spanked Kara." Gary informed me. "You can't spank me! I'm not your little girl!" I yelled definitely as I lay prostrate over his lap. He really could do anything he wanted to me at that point but I was in absolutely no mood to get spanked. Sure, I love getting spanked sometimes as part of sex but definitely not now. Not after I had just been fucked from angry sex, not by a guy I was mad at, and definitely not by a guy I didn't even like anymore. This honestly would not even be a little bit of a turn on for me. Besides, I didn't even deserve it. He deserved to have his papers hid the way he treated me and I would have given them back anyways. "Do you want to keep lying Kara?" was all Gary asked. "I'm not lying now let me up!" I screamed at him. Gary just responded with a stern "Last chance Kara..." "Let me go!" I yelled and struggled to get away but it was especially hard with my panties already down my thighs. I didn't have any success and suddenly I felt my bottom getting spanked with hard strikes of his Gary's open hand. "Ouch!" I yelped and then started yelling "Stop it!" and "Let me go!" but he kept spanking me. I didn't just lay there and cry or beg like I had done before when I got spanked, this time I was really fighting hard but it was really difficult in that position with a much stronger man holding me. After about 15 really hard spanks Gary asked again "Are you ready to tell the truth?" "Fuck you you stupid jerk" was all I responded so he was soon spanking my ass hard again and loud "smacks!" filled the room. I still struggled and kicked and screamed as loud as I could. My struggling had no real success it only periodically made him stop to readjust my position over his knee or stop to move my hand away from my ass. I yelled "you're a fucking asshole" at him and even kept telling him I hated him. I started crying from a mixture of the pain and anger and feeling helpless. After about 15 more smacks he asked once again "Are you going to tell the truth or keep lying?" My butt was definitely stinging but I was not ready to give up yet and still struggled to get off his lap. He took my defiance as a no and tried spanking my ass again. I stopped calling him names and instead focused on just trying to get off his lap. My nose was running and I could feel tears on my cheeks as I struggled. I almost got off and actually slid to the floor but before I could escape, he pulled me up partly by my skirt. He only got a couple more swats in before I tried to bite his leg as a last resort. He just pulled me farther down and gave me a few more swats before he simply stated "tell me the truth Kara." I was worn out from the struggle and I was really surprised how exhausted I was from squirming on his lap and trying to escape Gary's grasp so I relented. "Fine, I hid your stupid papers," I admitted a little breathlessly and sweating from my struggle. Gary's only response was to smack my ass even harder a few more times and then stand me up while he still had his arm around me. I was completely out of breath and sobbing a little but Gary was pretty winded too when he bent down and picked something up. I was still standing, half bent over under his arm when I felt something definitely harder than his hand smack my ass. He spanked me about 5 or 6 more times before I surprisingly escaped his grasp and spun around and saw Gary holding a slipper in his hand. He tried to grab me again but I slapped his face. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I screamed. "Kara, don't act like you don't think you should be punished after you hid my files. Those were extremely important." Gary said calmly. I just screamed at him "You're not my father! You don't get to punish me! Gary kept trying to talk to me but I really didn't want to hear it. I just wanted to go though so I just responded "I'm fucking leaving." I locked myself in the bathroom and started changing into the clothes I came over in. I first inspected my butt in the mirror and it was literally crimson. I started bawling when the humiliation and sharp stinging of my ass really started setting in. When I was dressed I stormed out and Gary tried talking to me. I completely ignored him and headed to my car. I really wanted to stop and grab some ice on the way but I didn't want to give him any more satisfaction than he probably already had. Instead I just got in my car and uncomfortably drove home.