northbi's Blog

Well I finally got my first cage and I'm super thrilled to be wearing it. I bought it online at Walmart because they have in store pick up which is discreet. The cage itself is not ideal because, like most I've seen at sex shops, it's way too big for me. The cage is about 8cm but my clitty is less than half that so it slips out if I pull up on the cage. Also, it's white and I would have preferred pink, but it's ok for a start. I've been wanting one for so long.

I like that it's silicone which is appropriate for a sissy like me. I don't really like a metal one, but I'll probably buy one like that at some point. Of course I've been busy trying on different outfits with it on. When I wear panties, it looks like I have a big cock, which is a weird look for me. Except for my balls, there would be no bulge at all normally. So it's best if I wear a skirt. The big bulge it gives me an idea what most men live with. It's not that it's long, just fat, but it gives me an idea of what a real man would experience.

One good thing that I hope it will correct is that I have a terrible wanking habit. Now when I reach down I touch silicone so I can't play with my clitty which will hopefully make me more productive. though I doubt it. If I stick my finger in the pee slit to play with my clitty, I'm not able to make it swell up which is kinda the point, so I'm glad about that. I'm also glad can wear it all the time when I'm alone as I can pee with it without issues. I'll be taking pics later to show off a bit.

When I was a student in college, I shared an apartment with two other guys, Rick and Jimmy, who were athletic and popular with girls. They had girlfriends, but I did not as I was more awkward and shy around women.

We all pitched in to do chores, but I did more than my share because I liked to keep things tidy and had more time on my hands as I didn’t have an active social life. The guys would tease me saying I was a good maid, but I didn’t mind. I liked cooking and cleaning for them and they were genuinely appreciative of my efforts.

These tall, handsome boys were far more comfortable with their bodies then me. They frequently walked naked to the shower and changed with the door open. I was much more modest and would blush when I’d see them nude, a reaction that amused them I’m sure. It seemed to me they made a point of showing off in front of me and would be amused by my awkward reaction. Of course I secretly loved seeing their fit, naked bodies. My eyes would invariably dart to their well-endowed genitals, Rick especially, who completely shaved. Eventually I got use to their nakedness and I started walking around nude as well, though still self-conscious for my smallness.

A few weeks into the semester, when Jimmy was away for the weekend, I was doing my usual routine of cleaning the bathroom after my shower. I was still naked when Rick entered saying he badly needed to pee. I was bent over the tub, busy cleaning the grout and wasn’t paying attention to him, when I suddenly felt his hand on my ass. I jumped and turned my head, “hey what are you doing?” He shushed me, “It’s ok, just relax.” I felt a cool slippery finger massage my anus. I started to panic, but Rick kept talking in a calm, soft voice to reassure me. “Take a deep breath... relax your muscles. You’re so tense, I’m just going to give you a nice massage...” he told me as he kept me bent over.

As I relaxed, he slid his lubed finger inside me, gently massaging me deeper and deeper. He stopped to add more lube and then resumed his probing, but this time with his cock. The pressure was intense, but he wasn’t forceful. He pressed slowly then would pause to add lube. I loved his tender touch and started to feel aroused at the thought of him fucking me. Another push and his head slid in. I moaned. I told him it hurt. He paused again for a moment and then he tried again. When I finally surrendered completely, my ass accepted his cock and he started fucking me slowly and gently. “Oh you’re so nice and tight, it feels so good,” he complimented me. I still felt discomfort, but knowing I was pleasing him made me dizzy with pleasure. His thrusts were sharper as he approached orgasm. He grunted as he shot his load in me. What a fabulous feeling it is to be filled with cum, I thought.

His girlfriend didn’t care for anal sex, but I was happy to help him with this need of his. About once a month, Rick would visit me in the middle of the night to fuck me while his girlfriend slept in the room next door.

My wife was at work on my day off, so naturally I dressed up and did my chores like a good sissy. My wife facetimed me and I answered forgetting that I was wearing a dress, bra, etc. but just as I answered I remembered and aimed the camera at the top of my head. She thought I was trying to be funny and became annoyed when I wouldn't lower the camera away from the top of my face. I told her someone was at the door and I'd call her back. Glad I wasn't wearing my wig and makeup!

I was on my way to meet Kyle at our usual rendezvous point on a deserted road off ironically-named Highway 69, when I suddenly heard a rumbling noise and found it difficult to steer. “Shit”, I thought as I pulled off to the shoulder, “not a flat tire.” I was not dressed for such a misfortune with my fuck-me boots, fish-net nylons, black mini-skirt, pink slutty top, lacy gloves and blond wig. My first concern was about breaking a nail before I realized that I have never changed a tire and would have no idea how to go about doing so.
Darkness enveloped the car and I wasn’t sure where I was on the highway as there were no visible markers. Complicating matters further was a light rain which I listened to while staring at my reflection in the wind shield. I took a deep breath to calm the anxiety gripping me as I desperately thought of a solution. First I would have a look to see what I was dealing with. It might not be so bad, I thought. I grabbed my purse which contain a small flashlight and stepped out cautiously.
Unsteady in my high heel boots, I took small sissy steps to the back of the car. The clacking of my boots on the pavement pieced the silence of the night. I sighed when I saw that indeed the tire was totally flat. Unsure what to do next, I returned to the car, but the door was locked. All the doors were locked. Somehow I had locked the door by accident and now, looking like a lost hooker in the rain, I raged against myself. “You stupid bimbo, you’re such ridiculous slut. Always cock on the brain. What a fucking loser you are.”
Not able to think of an alternative, I searched for a rock on the side of the road to break a window so I could at least get out of the rain. So focus I was I didn’t hear the pickup approach until I stood up. “Oh gawd, now what?” I thought. Not able to hide at this point, I simply looked away as if I’d disappear from view. The vehicle stopped, however, and I hear a window roll down. A man voice asked if I needed help. I hid my face as best I could with the bangs of my wig. “No it’s ok. I’ll be fine,” I replied in a soft, feminine voice, but he didn’t move.
“Looks like you have a flat. You’re not dressed to replace a tire, miss. I can help you. It’s no problem,” he assured me. But I thought that once he realizes that I’m no miss, he’ll disappear in a flash. After he parked and assessed the situation, he told me to warm up in his truck as he could see I was trembling from the cold and wet. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I should trust this stranger, but I so needed to dry up that I walked to the truck in wobbly sissy steps. Inside I found to heat so soothing I began to relax and think about Kyle.
We had been meeting in this secluded area every few weeks for about a year after we met online. He was married and I was his steady “girl” on the side, though I’m sure there were many others. I would suck his beautiful large uncut cock in his car until he would explode in my mouth. He always insisted I swallow every drop which I was so happy to do. Sometimes we would talk a bit before I blew him. I loved our chats as it made me feel like a normal girlfriend, but usually he would pull out his penis and impatiently tell me to suck it. Lately he had been pressuring me to fuck. I was reluctant because I feared it would hurt terribly, given his size. Still, I did want to please him and feel him inside. It was all I could think about and had been practicing stretching my hole, so tonight I was going to give in. But now I was stuck in a stranger’s truck and I was worried, on top of everything else, that Kyle would be angry that I wasn’t there to service him.
Suddenly the door opened and my rescuer jumped in the truck. I held my breath as his eyes slowly scrutinized my body. After a pause he told me his name was Bobbi. “Nice to meet you Bobbi, I’m...ah... Amy” I replied, not wanting to give my real name. Without any judgement or disrespectful tone he told me that he reached the same conclusion about my car and offered to take me back to town. I was relieved he was overlooking the fact that he had a weirdo sissy cross-dresser in his truck. “I would so appreciate that, but I don’t want to inconvenience you...” I said with my eyes lowered.
He assured me he’d be happy to give me a ride, but he didn’t move. He simply smiled gently and asked “so Amy, what are you doing out here? Sorry, I don’t mean to pry, but it’s a pretty dreadful night to be out... You don’t seem dressed for the country.” The question caught me off guard. “Well, I... I um... was meeting a friend” I replied. “Oh I see”, said Bobbi, “Well I can drive you there if you like. Were you going to a party?” Again I was off balance “No, no not a party. No, he’s probably gone now. It would be better to go back to town” Still Bobbi didn’t move. Instead he continued casually “So you were suppose to meet a guy friend. I’m sure he’ll be disappointed that you’re not there, I would be.”
I swallowed hard; “Was this trap?” I wondered. I looked up and saw him smiling at me warmly. He was handsome and had kind eyes. I blushed. I didn’t know what to say and we were silent for a moment. Finally I thanked for his help “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along.” He reached out to me and put his hand on my knee “Don’t worry about it Amy. You can relax. I’m happy to help.” His touch felt so good I began to feel at ease. We started talking about the weather and other mundane things, but soon the conversation turned more intimate. “Do you always dress like this, Amy? I mean, it’s very sexy.” I laughed “no, only for special occasions.” Bobbi moved his hand up my leg, rubbing it gently. “What kind of special occasions?” he asked. I smiled coyly and said nothing. Enjoying the sensation of his warm hand, I opened my legs slightly to encourage his fingers.
“That feels nice Bobbi,” I said, unable to resist his advance. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. He moved up my tight skirt, but suddenly recoiled when he touched the hard plastic. “Oh no, It’s ok” I quickly assured him. He looked at me confused. “Don’t worry... I know it’s weird... it’s just a little cage for my clitty.” I lifted my skirt to show him. “I’m a sissy as you can tell. My boyfriend wants me locked up. He knows I’m a perverted slut. Sorry, I don’t mean to turn you off” I said, eyes lowered.
“No, no... It’s kinda hot. It’s just I wasn’t expecting that.” It was Bobbi’s turn to reassure. I look at him and felt hungry for his affection. I moved closer and place my hand on his crotch. I suddenly wanted him badly, not only because he rescued me, but it was so long since I’d been with Kyle or anyone else and I was missing cock so much. As I rubbed his jeans and felt the contour of his manhood, I was overtaken with desire. I took a deep breath and undid his pants. I pulled out his beautiful semi-hard cock, leaned in to kiss the head and then slowly slid my lips down the shaft. The taste of his delicious warm flesh in my mouth was intoxicating and I felt my clitty swell in its cage. I delighted in feeling Bobbi’s excitement grow as I continued to suck his cock and lick his balls. I felt his hand on my head gently at first, then pressing down more firmly, making me gag which I loved and made me suck harder.
I pulled up, gasping for air and was about to resume sucking, but stop as I was gripped by another urge. Noticing the rain had stopped, I reached for my purse and took out a condom and lube. “Bobbi,” I said as I bit my lip “please take me. Please fuck me.” Without hesitating, he got out of the truck, came to the other side and prepared himself. I was out too with my elbow resting on the seat, legs apart, ready to be taken from behind. I felt him pull my thong to the side and then massage my hole with lube. He penetrated me with a finger getting me to relax. Soon he pressed in slowly. It was tight and I flinched, but on the third try my ass accepted him and he started pumping me slowly and gently. It felt amazing! I moaned in pleasure. I wanted the soothing rhythmic fuck to last forever. I felt dizzy with pleasure as he lustfully reached climax. When his cum exploded inside me, his pulsations gave me an amazing warm sensation. Before pulling out he held me in a tight embrace. When he backed away, I turn around quickly to pull off the condom and lick the remaining cum from his shaft. As I savored his delicious white cream, I didn’t notice the car slowly approaching.
When I stood up, I heard a door close and saw a man standing looking at us next to his car. At first I didn’t understand, and then I realized it was Kyle who I never expected to see. I never would have thought he’d come searching for me. I pointlessly straightened my wig and my skirt as he approached. It was obvious what Bobbi and I had been up to. I glanced in the trucks mirror and saw my smeared makeup, but I acted as though nothing inappropriate had transpired. “Hi Kyle, I’m I glad to see you! This is Bobbi. He was helping me... with my car. I have a flat...” I said, my voice trailing off. He stared at the discarded condom on the ground and responded wryly “Looks like he was helping you with more than just a flat.”
“Look Kyle, I’m sorry, it’s not what you think. I locked myself out...” I said trying to defend myself. But Kyle interrupted “It’s exactly what I think. You fucking slut. You just can’t keep your panties on, can you? ”
“No Kyle, please don’t be upset with me... I... he was so kind... it meant nothing. I’m sorry...” I pleaded feebly. Kyle remained stoned-faced and replied “oh yes you will be sorry.” He swiftly reached for the lube on the seat of the truck, unzipped his pants, grabbed my arm and forced me to my knees. “Ouch Kyle, you’re hurting me” I complained. He was unsympathetic “Just suck it, you slut. It’s what you live for isn’t it? It’s all you think about, isn’t that right you pig, you fagot slut?” He was furious and though he frightened me, I was totally aroused. “Yes... It’s true... It’s all I want... Oh Kyle...” Faced with that beautiful cock I was overcome with desire. I trembled as I took it with one hand and began kissing it admiringly. I ran my fingers gently over the masculine veins that ran from the base to the foreskin which covered the thick head. I looked into his eyes as I slid its large head in my mouth.
I rolled my tongue around and then under the loose foreskin as stroked the cock sensually. I sensed he was becoming impatient, so I sucked his firm shaft harder. I could not go much beyond the head as he was so thick and large, but still managed several inches, making loud slurping sounds as I did. “Oh that’s it... Keep sucking it slut,” Kyle moaned while pushing my head down. I was sucking wildly now and gagging, forcing me to pull out and gasp for air and then plunge back down. Kyle pulled my hair to direct me to his balls which I kissed, licked and sucked passionately.
Suddenly he lifted me up, turned me around, and forced me to bend down. He starting massaging my ass with lube and as he was preparing to penetrate me, I worried about the pain, but yearned to feel him inside me. He pressed in. I cried out, but he was indifferent. He pressed in again. It hurt terribly, but I focused on relaxing. Again he pushed, slowly stretching my rectum. Dizzy with pain, I thought I was going to faint as he inched deep inside me. As he continued his slow pumping motion, it started feeling more tolerable. With each thrust I moaned loudly. As Bobbi watched the scene unfold, his initial alarm gave way to arousal. I motioned to him to come closer when I saw him stroking himself over his pants. Now in front of me, he unzipped his pants exposing his erection. Immediately I grabbed his cute ass and started sucking him. It was so thrilling to be spit roasted, to know that soon I’d be filled with cum in my ass and mouth.
As Kyle kept fucking, now faster, the pain was replaces with a wonderful tingling, soothing sensation which made me moan loudly while Bobbi worked my mouth with his delicious cock. I was in cock heaven and the pleasure they provided transported me to ecstasy. I felt light and blissful as I experienced my first sissygasm. Little strands of cum oozed out of my limp clitty as I let a series of squeals and pleasurable moans. Kyle grunted and I knew he was close to orgasm as well. Grasping my hips tightly, he pushed in with a deep thrust. He let out a loud cry of pleasure and I felt his cock pulsate in my ass. He filled me with cum with a second and third thrust before pulling out. Then it was Bobbi’s turn to shoot his load of delicious warm cum, this time down my throat. I choked on it as he held my head tightly. Cum oozed from my nose and spilled from my mouth. I was surprised how much Bobbi had produced this second time. “Oh that was amazing,” I told him as I tried to straighten up. I grabbed his arms as my legs were weak at this point and I thought I’d collapse.
I was a mess. My wigs had fallen, my makeup was completely smeared, cum dripped down my legs from my aching ass over my torn nylons, my boobs were lopsided under my torn top and my boots were scratched and battered. Kyle laughed at me as he pulled up his pants. “Fucking whore” is all he said before leaving.
I looked at Bobbi who was still holding me up and I wondered what he thought of me now. I stumbled to the truck with wobbly sissy steps to retrieve my purse and when I did, a thought occurred to me. I unzipped a pouch inside the purse and found a spare key for the car I kept for emergencies. “I really am a bimbo slut” I thought to myself.

They're not the sexiest pair of boots, but the moment I put them on, I was instantly aroused. I was shocked how turned on I was. It's my new favorite thing!

you hear about terrible instances on hazing but mine wasn't so bad.

I wasn't good and any of the activities like beer pong, so my initial consequence was to spend the rest of the day with my dick out. Of course that meant enduring ridicule about my small penis but I secretly enjoyed that. The next activity was a version of pin the tail on the donkey. They called it pin the tail on the honky and involved sticking a dildo on a manikin. We had to wear a blindfold and with the head of the dildo in our mouth. the other end of the dildo had a suction cup to stick on the surface of the figure. After coming in last at that I now had to play naked. More ridicule. Next was bobbing for cocks. In a large bowl of water and urine, we had to pick all the dildos out with our mouth, our hands tied behind our back. I was last in that too.

Now. still naked with my hands behind my back I had to drink shots of whiskey which were place between the legs of naked guys, under their dicks. there were 5 guys, each with large flaccid cocks. I was really stating to enjoy this. If I spilled some, I had to lick it up. Naturally I spilled some. Now I was licking dicks and balls. They told me a new rule. If a dick became hard because of my licking, I had to suck it. They all became hard. Finally something I was good at.

I met up with an old friend, Reggie, a while a ago, before all the pandemic business, and we talked about people we knew from years back. I call him a friend but I had never really liked him. I considered him vulgar and a bit of a bully. Anyway as we sipped our beers, he started boasting about the girls he'd fucked. I knew he had fucked quite a few as he was very masculine and had that sort of "fuck em and leave them' reputation.

As he drank, he became more candid and stated telling me what he enjoyed, namely butt fucking. He told me about Shelly and Mandy, girls I had liked. but never had sexy with. The feelings weren't mutual as most women don't seem to care for sensitive types. Anyway, Reggie told me how they enjoyed it in the ass and where they had had sex. He was fixated on butt fucking and how he enjoyed a nice tight ass. The conversation took an unexpected turn when he said he even fucked guys. I couldn't believe it. This macho guy would fuck anything. He told me that when he had the urge he would go to a secluded cruising spot where he'd meet and fuck guys pretty well anonymously. I was of course interested in what he was saying and asking lots of question.

At one point he checked out my ass and said it was pretty sweet. I laughed. I never gave any indication I was a sissy, or so I thought. His gaze made me uncomfortable so I got up to go to the bathroom and that's when he notice the top of you panties which I thought were hidden from view. "Are you wearing panties?" I blushed and froze. He said nothing more. He turned to his drink, then got up and followed me to the bathroom. We were the only ones there so he pulled down my pants as I was pissing to reveal my pink lace panties, my favorite pair. "oh nice. I wasn't sure if you were that kinda guy but know I know. Ha ha" He rubbed my ass and told me to come with him to his van. I was nervous and trying to think of an excuse to get out of it, but felt trapped and had to follow. Once in his van he told me to take off my pants as he undid his. I knew I didn't want him to fuck me but I when I saw his beautiful cock, as those that have read my other blogs know, I couldn't resist. I sucked him gingerly as the cock whore I am. When he was hard he turned me around. I told him I'm virgin and didn't want to but that only turned him on more. He lubed up my ass and stuck a finger in, encouraging me to relax. I had pictured a more romantic setting for this but sissies can't be choosy. I focused on relaxing, deep breaths I told myself. He pressed inside but was not forceful. He was patient thankfully. finally my ass accepted him and inside he went. slowly he began fucking me, settling in a wonderful rhythm. "oh fuck yeah. so nice and tight" His word were soothing. It hurt but knowing he was feeling pleasure was deeply satisfying to me. he added lube and as he continued to fuck it began to feel good. "Oh yeah fuck me good" My moans encouraged him to fuck me harder. Soon after he grunted and spurted deep inside me.

I was disappointed there was no cuddling after. He just thank me and told me he had to go so I was felt in the parking lot, my pants not even zipped up, cum oozing into my panties. I didn't see him again but I did know the location of that cruising spot

I just have to share... Last week I met "Jim" online and after a brief chat I invited him over. It was pretty impulsive but I haven't had a cock in a long time and I was overdue. I got ready got ready for him: pink nails, shaved pubes legs and chest, black nylons, garter, lace panties. I just had enough time to get ready when the door bell rang.

I was so nervous of course. He was respectful and easy-going and appreciated I was dressed-up, so that made me feel a lot better. We chatted for a bit, but I was impatient to get his cock in my mouth. He was too polite to tell me to get on my knees and service him, so I was the forward one and asked him to take his pants off.

He had a beautiful cock that made me melt. Soft, it was four inches with a thick foreskin which I love. As he sat back, I knelt in front of him and admired it closely, kissing and stroking it gently. I put it in my mouth and felt it double in size. I was now sucking it hard, slurping and gagging on it. Oh I was loving feeling like his slut and hearing and feeling him get excited. I could taste him pre-cum and told him I wanted a facial which surprised him, I'm not sure why.

As I went down on him to the base of his cock, I gagged, but kept sucking until finally I needed to take a break. He fondled my little dick for a minute or two. Soon I got back to my sissy role, licking his balls which he evidently liked and back to sucking his beautiful shaft. I was so excited I had a powerful orgasm while sucking him. Soon he has squirting his load on my face. He quickly got dressed and left before I could clean up the cum from my face. I didn't mind. I played with his cum, rubbing it over my face, enjoying the moment.

It was the first time I came while sucking cock. That was fantastic. Also, it was the first time I serviced a guy while being dressed-up like a sissy. I so loved it. He wants to meet up again. On to the next fantasy...

Fall and winter cocks are nice to cuddle up to. Nice to get something warm in my tummy on those cold winter nights. Spring cocks are a lot of fun and always eager to shoot a load, but the best for me are summer cocks.

After baking in the hot summer sun, they taste so good sliding down my throat. The balls stay hanging nice and low as I suck and lick them excitedly. And the flavor of the cum so much more delicious. I savor every drop.