I had my first experience with a man and a woman the year I turned 16. I was an apprentice in Grosbois in the Paris region and I went out every Saturday evening to the "hacienda" with my colleagues, a nightclub in Sucy en Brie where some members of Rocambol also met during an administrative closure for those who remember. While one evening I was there with some stable friends, on the way to the bar a fifty-something came up to me to buy me a drink, and his look already said a lot about his intentions towards me. I really felt like a girl being approached to try to end the night with her. Quite a nice guy but tall and strong, 1.90 for 100 kg when I at the time was 1.65 and 50 kg. We order our drinks and I go to sit with him at his table. We quickly come to the fact that I had only had one affair with a man, and him asking me if I wanted to start again with him, I said to myself "why not" because I had kept good memories of the first time, a story I've already told you before. The discussion turned to what I like in a relationship, and I had difficulty answering anything other than sex because for me I did not understand love with a man, but only sex. Seeing that I was somewhat shy despite everything, he offered to take me with him to places to which I did not have access due to my age and my lack of relationships in the world at night and that of gay people in particular. Not wanting to immediately display my penchant for men, I asked him to remain discreet in the club. He then pretends to escape our gaze and go to talk in his car. Knowing that he wouldn't stop there, I followed him and as expected he loosened his belt, and took out his cock for me. I didn't want to come across as indecisive, so I took it in hand, jerked gently then I leaned over to suck a fairly large cock, normal size but really large compared to the only one I had tasted before. I hadn't been able to experience deep throat the first time and I didn't see how I could do it with this one. I could only suck his penis and jerk him off when he suggested we go to his place in Villecresnes a few kilometers from here. Arriving at his house in a stylish villa he takes me by the hand and takes me to the sofa in the living room where he sits and leaves me standing between his legs to take down my jeans and remove the rest. I was naked and on my knees in the middle of the living room between his thighs, then he gets up and comes back with a pink carnival wig that he asks me to put on. It was clear that he received transvestites or that he liked to cross-dress himself, but we didn't talk about it that evening.As he found me pretty with this wig, he immediately went back to get a plaid skirt for a costume there too. The skirt only covered my hips because it was so short. He turned me around in front of him and stood up, he was huge and I only had to bend down a little to suck him while he grabbed and spread my ass cheeks with his big hands then caressed my anus gently. I was starting to vibrate from the inside at the idea of ​​my second experience which was looking pretty good in terms of end-of-night results. He would knead and slap my ass hard enough to subdue me and make me feel submissive. He held my head on his penis with one hand and fingered my anus with the other, then he effortlessly took me under the arms to place me on my knees on the sofa, spreading my legs slightly to allow me to lick the anus and begin his work of dilation because the passage was new and I felt that he was going to take care of ...

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