#cunnyboy

A student, just 18, walking around insecure as fuck with bangs. Tank top with buttons that serve purely to open the neckline further.

That was the shirt I wore when I wanted to show off my bra, or how my D cup tits were physically spilling out of whatever cheap lace I'd shoved them into.

Then I had mini shorts on.. maybe it was a mini skirt? But my entire legs were out, in fishnets. Because obviously.

Then, a pair of cute low-heeled boots. Short & tight leather jacket. Long black socks.

I was trying to impress a guy in class, so I was wearing heaps of makeup. I love thick, winged eyeliner. People have always said my eyes are pretty.

I saw him hug and stand with another girl. She was short, pretty, and seemed fun. She definitely wasn't goth lol. I half-smiled and walked home. I didn't dress feminine again for maybe a year, and I'm still trans irl...

what would've happened if he'd accepted my ridiculous mating ritual, walked me home, and fucked my brains out on the floor?

When I started classes, I was a virgin. I'd set my standards so low, you'd laugh at me for the decisions I was making.

He seemed so effortlessly masculine. Tall, deep voice, secretive, busy. I was about to come out, but I literally waited to see if he'd fuck me first.

A friend understood my troubles and got me in contact with bisexual gock. I was so desperate that when the condoms didn't fit her, I begged for it raw. She said no (thank fuck) but I think she remembered based on how we fucked every other time.