From Virgin to Fuckslut

I had finally decided to take the plunge. I posted an online ad, saying that I had long had gay fantasies, and had finally decided to explore them. I wrote that I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for, that I was open to suggestions and I'd never done anything with a man before. Most of the men that replied were just looking for a quickie, but eventually one of the replies caught my attention. Eventually we talked on the phone. Contrary to what I had planned, he asked all the questions.

'Are you a top or a bottom?'

'Well, I'm not sure, I...'

'When you look at a man, do you look at his cock or at his ass?'

'I - well, I look at cocks, really.'

'Good. So for how long have you been attracted to men?'

'For a long time... I think the first time was in school, one time I caught myself staring at a friend's hairy legs...'

He kept asking questions. He wanted to know my fantasies, what sort of straight and gay I porn I was into, all sorts of things. I asked him what we would do if we met.

'Don't worry, we won't do anything you don't want to do.'

Eventually we agreed to meet. We met outside the hotel where he'd booked a room for us.

On the night, I arrived just seconds before he did. I was impressed. He was a tall, black man with bulging muscles. We confirmed who each other was and stepped into the hotel. He took my hand, which I didn't resist but made me very nervous.

As we walked into the lobby, the receptionist smiled at us. Then she said to him:

'Is she new to this?'

'Seems so. She says she's never even sucked cock.'

'Well, I'm sure her ass will be sore soon. Have fun.'

They did the paperwork, and she handed him the key. What was that all about, talking about me as a girl? But I said nothing. When we entered the room, he put his arms around me and kissed me on the mouth. I kissed back. I could feel his hand stroking my butt.

'I only fuck girls. If you want my cock, you'd better convince me you're really a girl. So are you a guy or a girl?'