Slut indiscretion

At 17, I had reputation among the people in my world. I had sucked more dicks than the average hooker. I had slept with men of every race creed and color. You can even throw in a mentally challenged lad or and autistic child as well. All because I loved getting sex. I think that a penis is the sexiest thing in the world. I think that the pleasure it gives me, is greater than anything I have ever felt. When it snakes its way inside me, the bounding pleasure comes in waves of never ending joys

At the tender age of 17 I started working in a Funeral Home doing odd jobs for, my boss, Mr. Smith. It wasn’t scary like I thought it might be. Mr Smith had hired me because to be honest he was curious to find out if the rumors about me were true. He was into trannys and he showed a heighten interest in me. He said that I was a very desirable trannie, and I felt excited about the future. He started flirting from day one. He boldly told me that I was a fine piece of ass and wanted to know if my boobs were fake. “That’s personal,” I replied and pretended that I thought it was a joke. I was really flattered because I had only been with teenage boys at this point. Mr. Smith was a grown man and I was caught off guard. Then I realized that a man to me was a hard penis. It didn't matter wheter or not he was a man or a boy.
I discovered that Smith was a very young businessman, who had not yet sown all his wild oats. From the beginning, I was hoping he would start sowing his wild oats in me. I knew he like trannies and It was no secret that I had a blemished reputation because I was an easy lay. That reputation didn’t bother me at all, in fact once it got out that I was a slut, more guys started hitting on me. Any shame I felt about being a bitchy slut disappeared when I was riding on strong energetic cloud of ecstasy.
I decided that if Smith wanted to tag my coochie, come and get it baby. I know there were going to be good times from the minute I started working there. Whenever I was near, the bulge in his pants would appear. I got goose bumps seeing the imprint of his large cock. He showed me his private office in the back where he kept Shemale porn and a small personal collection of lingerie for his tranny girl friends. I felt a twinge of jealousy that he had other girls, but I understood.