MelodySissy28

Long time sissy, hopefully starting hrt soon, love big dicks and BBC, I wish I could spend whole days serving big cooks.

My Story

Started dressing before I used Internet, before I found out about CD/TV/TS.
I was dressing at home at the time without anyone knowing,
that was until my neighbour found out and threatened to expose me unless I pleased him so I was sucking him once or twice a week for few years. I secretly wished he would ask for more but he never insisted on it and I never had a courage to ask.

When I got older, around 19yo, I found first girlfriend, we moved to London. After few months she wasn't interested having sex with me any more.
I secretly went back to dressing and eventually met with an older, around 50yo, Italian gentleman in London.
He was very big and experienced, rimmed me long enough, lubed me well enough and gave me great first time.
Fucked me long and hard until he came. I didn't come but it felt amazing and my ass was so sore, I was so proud that I finally found someone who enjoyed having sex with me.
Met with him few more times and loved each time.
It wasn't working between me and my gf and we split up, I moved further away and the contact with that guy also stopped.

Didn't have means to dress for some time due to studies and being poor, didn't have girlfriend either.
But visited gay sauna few times when I couldn't cope without a dick inside me.
I was still looking for a girlfriend, telling myself I just need to find a girlfriend to stop doing it.

I kept watching porn obviously but my tastes shifted since teenage years, it was all trans porn, especially with BBC, occasionally gay or straight if had BBC in it. I started dreaming that I could be treated this way.

One visit to gay sauna I went accidentally into a room with 6 guys, all BBC waiting for a willing bottom, they warned me that they will not go easy on me and that if I do it I will never be able to go back.
I just could not pass this opportunity and I brushed it off thinking that of course I can go back any time.
They've fucked me multiple times, I think it was 4, maybe 5-6 hours, I'm pretty sure I've fainted briefly but they didn't stop. Eventually they left me in the room, covered in cum and a phone number.
I was telling myself I wouldn't call, it was all a bit too much and it was just one-time thing, right?
But just two or three weeks later, I caved in, I called the number, and was given an address in Brixton to come to.

When I arrived it was some empty-looking flat, with basically nothing else but a mattress or two. They handed me some feminine lingerie and razor to shave body, didn't really needed to explain much.
Once I left the bathroom I was told the rules: I'm expected to be available for them at least every other weekend, arrive Friday evening and leave Sunday night, not allowed to leave that flat for the whole weekend. Expected to be clean, feminine looking and dressing and ... in chastity. If I ever not show up when asked or left the flat during the weekend, I would not be allowed ever to come back.
It sounded all scary but also exciting, so I stayed that weekend. I didn't mind chastity since I've used it on myself before and it always felt great not being able to cum quickly from wanking.

Turns out it was flat known to local (or not so local) BBC guys, to come and use girls or cd/tv's whenever they want. First weekend I think I had 2-3 guys per hour, with maybe 3-4 hours sleep at night. They were all horny, thankfully all of them were decent, treating me gently, slowly, that is until they knew I am more relaxed and they became sex machines, fucking me hard, long strokes, until they cum.
When I finished on Sunday night I was so tired when I got home I ended up sleeping whole Monday, missing my work (claimed I was sick).
But that was it, I was so hooked that the whole next two weeks I had trouble thinking about work or anything else than excitements hoping they will call me again.
They kept their promise, they were calling me every 2 weeks, sometimes a bit longer, 3-4 weeks. Every time they didn't call, I was scared what would I do.
In that flat there were few other girls meeting guys like I did, some of them didn't last long and quit, I guess it was too much for them but some continued like me.
Bit of a regret I never got chance to meet them closer, even when there were few of us same time we didn't really had much chance to chat since either we were being used or tried getting some sleep otherwise.

2 years passed and I had to move away from London, believe it or not, I also found a great girl, so we decided to live together, while I knew I'd miss my weekend fun, I was sure I can just put it past me and move on.
But shortly after, she stopped wanting to sleep with me, she'd still do it, but less and less often.
I thought it was due to my small size (it was never big but it shrunk even more last 2 years to around 3 inches as I wasn't using it at all) and I had difficulty getting and staying hard (turns out it is true, once you go black you will not be able to go back) but we still loved each other and stayed together in sexless relationship.
But a year later, she expressed she needed sex and she would like to meet others for it if I can't or don't want to do it.
I agreed since I knew I would not be able to satisfy her. Not to mention, as I was working from home now, I was secretly dressing up and riding big black dildos every day (or sometimes multiple times a day)

One day she found me dressed up, riding big dildo.
I think you can guess where it was going. But no.
She was, as she said, "surprised but not shocked". I explained to her some of my past (not all of it, left out especially "the flat" part), she told me she will stay with me but things would change.
Turns out she wasn't dating guys, she was dating girls. She found out that she's more into girls than guys but we like each other companionship.
Things did change, she is more of my mistress now, I do chores around the house, dress up feminine full time (in the house) and was told to do full body laser hair removal (did), grow my hair (did) and start taking hormones (happily, about to do). Staying in chastity nearly permanently and riding dildo at least twice a day.
She bring her girl dates home and sometimes I'm allowed to watch or even lick, occasionally she brings home couples with a guy to fuck me while the girls have their fun.
My last birthday she even arranged BBC gangbang in a hotel in Birmingham for me, 10 guys, whole night. Was surprised to see her try one or two herself as well, I guess she was curious after all.

I was never happier. I've now got girlfriend/mistress who accepts me, wants to be with me and helps me become more feminine.
I only wished it was progressing a bit faster now, still hungry for guys.
One of my remaining things on my bucket list, I'd love to meet a daddy/master with a nice BBC to breed me regularly (even daily), maybe I should tell her ;)