Story Time With Slut ProblemsThe following is a story submission…

Story Time With Slut Problems

The following is a story submission from @slaytanica 


I was in the last year of finishing my residency and needed a roommate to cover the bills, I went through a lot of people before I found Tracy and though I’d never had a female roommate before she was the best candidate. She had a small beauty shop that was doing well and work a lot of hours herself to keep her costs down so she could easily pay her fair share of things, she was lanky with small boobs but very cute and friendly, we hit it off the moment we met. I cleared out a spare room I’d been using to store my extra shit to give it to her and in just a few days she was all moved in, we’d hangout and watch the Walking Dead, football games, and sci-fi on Netflix. She was the perfect roommate and we were in to many of the same things, she even help with some cleanup work and minor repairs I did for the landlord to get credit towards the rent. Then there was this night we went out to a movie, then to a bar for a few drinks, it wasn’t like a date or anything just roommates hanging out together. In her tipsy state she looked at me and said… “You left the bathroom door crack this morning, and… I peeked” softly, as so I was the only one that could hear it. I grinned at her and asked… “So.. did you like what you saw?” and she quickly replied yes, then she reach over under the bar and massaged my cock and I was rock hard in no time. We were on our way home and she was still rubbing me, then she said… “Pull over Gary… anywhere…. I want to suck your cock” we were both still buzzed and I was never one to turn down a free blow job so I found a back road and stopped.

I moved the seat back as far as I could and watched her take out my cock, she stared at it and gently stroked me for a few minutes before telling me… “Wow, you got a real nice cock. Now… I’m just sucking you… I mean, we’re… not going to fuck or anything… I….. I just want to suck you… ok?” I told her I understood, just a blow job, that’s all… but holy crap what a blow job, she totally throated me and sucked me so hard I though she was trying to eat my dick. I told her how good it felt and put my hands on her head, then I pushed my hips in to her face and she didn’t back away… I took a chance, told her I was going to fuck her mouth. She didn’t budge, she cradled my hips as I started to fuck her face and never once shied away, she moaned in pleasure and made is clear she enjoyed what I was doing. Took maybe another five minutes and I was busting a nut down her throat, the taste of my cum seemed to really excite her and she sucked me even harder milking me for every drop as I fell back on the seat. “Oh my God that was incredible Trace… I’ve never been sucked that good” I muttered to her as she finished up with me, I slide out of her mouth and she gave my cock a little kiss before sitting up and telling me she’d really enjoyed it too… “I love having my mouth fucked but a lot of guys seem to think they’re going to hurt me or something. Thank you Gary… I really needed that”. We drove home and went to bed, next morning we met in the kitchen and I guess were not sure what to say to each other, there was this semi tense silence in the air.

Tracy finally broke the silence by saying… “Look, I know what happened last night was a bit spontaneous and yeah we were a little drunk… and now things feel a little awkward but, I’m not sorry it happened”. I breathed a sigh of relief and told her I didn’t regret it either, I also restated how good she was at it which made her blush, we agreed we did what we did and we’d just move on. However after a couple days it was evident that it was still very much on both our minds, we sat on the couch one night watching Star Wars and she snuggled on my chest as my arm was around her. Feeling her against me made me think of her sucking me and I got hard as fuck, my hard on was pushing on my sweatpants and there was no way she couldn’t see how hard I was. I was concerned it might make her feel uncomfortable and was just getting ready to excuse myself when she moved her hand to my cock and began rubbing it through my sweats. “Damn Trace… I’m sorry.. I was thinking.. you know, that night… and you against me … and…” she raised her head to look at me and put her fingers to my lips, then told me… “Shhh.. it’s ok.. I… was thinking the same thing. Let’s not talk, just let me…. please you again”. She put her head back on my chest and pulled my sweats down allowing my rigid cock to spring up, she played with my cock and balls for a while as I moaned then moved her head down to take me in to her mouth. Again her cock sucking was epic as she worked me deeper, harder, faster…. I reached under her to massage her small tits and pinch her nipples which made her moan on my cock.

As we were at home she took her time building up to what amounted to fucking me with her mouth, I shook in bliss as she made me cum hard and swallowed up every bit of what my collapsing balls gave her. She took me out and kissed and licked my cock for a moment before telling me… “God I love sucking you Gary… mmm, I want to do it again.. ok? I want to suck you some more and this time fuck my mouth like you did before… pleeease” and swallowed me back up. My hands roamed her body as she sucked me deep down her throat again, I pull her skirt up and tapped her cute little ass but as I reach farther down she pulled my hand away taking me out of her mouth long enough to say… “Just the blow job… remember” then took me back down her throat. Ok, fine… just the blow job, but her blow jobs were incredible and after a while I gripped her head and fucked her mouth like I had done before until I blasted a huge load in to her mouth… fuck this girl could make me cum hard. Over the next several months she started sucking me off more and more until it was a five days a week thing where I’d cum two or three times each time she sucked me. I asked about pleasing her a few times but she said pleasing me was all that mattered to her, a little odd but if that’s how she wanted it then it was fine with me… hell, I could let her suck me for a living if it were possible, she really was that good at it. She’d been living with me a little over six months when I woke up one morning and heard her showering, the door was left open just a crack so I decided it was my turn to peek in on her.

Watching her silhouette I got hard and rubbed myself waiting for the curtain to open, the water went off and she pushed the curtain open and stepped out… my jaw hit the floor. Where I was expecting to see a pussy there was about a three inch skinny dick, she froze when she saw me standing there by the door her eyes filled with horror. I didn’t even know what to say, I shook my head in disbelief and walked away… I was confused, stunned, and pissed off all at the same time, I needed to leave. As I approached the front door Tracy came running after me with a towel around her begging me to listen to her… “What’s there to listen to? You fucking lied to me.. you’ve been lying to me for months. You’re a fucking guy!” I yelled, she cringed back, almost afraid of me as she searched for the strength to say something, then she blurted… “I’m not a guy.. I’m… a transgender woman. Yeah.. I got born with a dick but I’m a woman inside. I feel like a woman, I see myself as a woman, in every way that’s important in being true to what you are I am a woman. I…. I didn’t say anything to you because I was scared you would freak out… just like you’re doing right now. Please believe me Gary, I hated not telling you the truth but… I… started having feelings for you… and…” I stopped her right there, after a deep sigh I told her I needed to leave and think about things. Her meek and trembling voice asked… “Do.. you want me to leave?” I turned to see his…. her eyes welling up, I think I felt something for Trace too but I wasn’t going to tell…… her, that.. not now, then I said… “No… you don’t need to leave” and I walked out the door.

I went to three or four bars trying to drink the hurt away, walked for miles up and down the beach and then just stood on the end of the wharf blankly staring at the ocean, a voice behind me said… “Lose your best friend?” I turned to see one of the local drag queens, talk about irony, he came up to me and asked what was wrong, well maybe it was the alcohol, maybe I just needed to tell it to somebody but for about the next fifteen minutes I gave him the whole story. He smirked and asked… “So what’s the problem… really? Sounds like she cares about you, and… I get the impression you feel something for her… and she is a her by the way. Transgender women are not the same as queens like me, they really are women in all the ways that matter. So why all the anger?” He really hit a nerve, and I snapped at him spouting… “Hh….. she, lied to me for one… and then never came clean about it” he got this real ‘don’t go there’ stance and said… “Well.. seeing the way you’ve reacted can you blame her for being scared about telling you?” Shit… he was right, she really looked scared when I walked out and I did yell at her… “Gee… thanks for making me feel like a piece of shit” I told him half laughing… “My pleasure big boy… now, isn’t there someone else you should be talking to? Hmmm?” I looked at my watch and saw it was almost three in the morning, Trace was probably worried sick by now, she hated it when I was gone so long so I started walking back home thinking about what to say to… her.

When I came in the front door she was on the couch, no tv, no radio on, just sitting on the couch waiting, she jumped up as soon as she saw me with fear, worry, and concern in her eyes… “Gary.. I was getting scared you weren’t coming back, God I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for everything… I..” my fingers shushed her and I pulled her to me and hugged her. She was trembling and I could feel her heart pounding with unknown anticipation… “It’s ok Trace, I’m not mad anymore.. and I’m sorry I yelled at you, I’m sorry I scared you, and…. I don’t want you to leave” I softly told her, then I gently held her face and kissed her deeply, she moaned and fell in to me. We kissed, hugged, and caressed each other for a while until I felt her hand on my cock, I grew rigid as she touched me and she whispered in my ear… “All I’ve wanted was to please you Gary… let me please you now” and she went to her knees, took out my rock hard cock and began sucking me just as fantastically as she always had. I groaned my pleasure as her mouth lovingly swallowed me down with my hands in her hair, she sucked me so good until I took over and fucked her mouth the way she liked. She held my ass as I spewed a load of my cum in to her and her blissful whimper told me the joy she felt in tasting me, she looked up in loving adoration as she kept me in her mouth. She would have stayed on her knees and sucked me all night but I pulled her up, then picked her up and put her cute little ass on the dining table, she meekly asked why I stopped her… “I’ll suck you all night Gary” she promised, I just undid her robe and spread her legs, my fingers went to her asshole and I said… “No baby.. it’s time I please you” she couldn’t believe I’d called her baby, and she watched in excited amazement as I put some spit on her asshole and sunk my cock in to her.

She gasped in pleasure and looked at me in an erotic gaze… “Oh Gary… oh my God….. you… you have no idea, how many, nights… I’d wished, you were… fucking, me… like.. thisssss” she panted, we stared at each other with lust and love as I worked more of my cock in to her. I glanced at her skinny dick that wasn’t doing much of anything, then she told me… “Yeah, it don’t do much.. it doesn’t, get any bigger…. or… really, get…. very hard… mmmm”. I fucked her ass deeper and harder until she began to gasp and writhe wildly, she grabbed her dick and put it against her belly just as it spewed a tiny load on her. I kept pumping her ass for a few more minutes before blowing a good size load of my own thick jizz up her tight little ass, she smiled broadly as she felt my cum fill her then held me to her… “Don’t pull out… yet… it feels… soooo, good to… feel.. you… throbbing, in me” she begged. So I stayed in her and let her enjoy her moment, as she calmed I asked… “You weren’t stroking your dick… why did it cum like that without being touched?” She somewhat embarrassingly answered… “Well, my plumbing is kinda whacked, I was born with this dick but it really has no nerves to speak of. It’s where I cum but it’s not what excites me, ya see… well…. I have a clit, but… it’s just inside my ass, that’s what gets stimulated and when I cum it oozes out of this soft little dick. I know… it’s weird”. I thought about it for a moment then said… “Soooo to really get excited and cum you need to be fucked in the ass?” She shyly looked down and murmured… “Yeah” I put my hand under her chin and made her look at me, then just said… “Cool”.

Her eyes widened and her joy at knowing I had no problem with that bubbled out of her, I kissed her again, then gripped her hips and pulled her in to my still hard cock… “How bout I stimulate you again babe” I said and began to fuck her ass for a second time, she just looked at me in glee and lustful bliss the whole time as I pumped her ass strong and steady for over twenty minutes until I packed another load in her hot ass. We never slept in separate rooms again, and as far as anyone else was concerned she was and always had been a woman that was now my baby, my little fuck toy… and nothing was going to change that. I finished my residency and found a local hospital to work at so she wouldn’t have to leave her beauty shop, we’ve discussed getting married but Trace likes things the way they are, but that didn’t stop me from surprising her with a trip to the Bahamas were we spent almost every night out on our scenic balcony with her sucking my cock and me fucking her hot little ass. She says she wants to save up for an operation but like her not caring about marriage, I’m feel the same about her little dick, I’m over my preconceived notions of what a woman is suppose to be like, if she wants to make a third hole for me fine, but with a mouth that can throat me the way hers can and a hot tight ass to fuck… I’m good with that.  


– What a fantastic piece of writing! Great word choices, wonderful descriptions. You keep outdoing yourself @slaytanica. 

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