hatesex with a bratty tgirl that won’t stop mocking me at every turn until I finally snap. she’s smirking when I pin her down, and I know I’m giving her exactly what she wants, but I can’t help it. I have to shut her up if it’s the last thing I do– even if that means playing dirty.
“stupid pretty boy,” I growl. “such a fucking– ngh– pervert.” her eyes widen. I’ve struck a nerve. I keep going. “thought you didn’t even– hah– like boys.”
“you look exactly like a girl. you really expect me to see you as a guy?”
I wrap my hands around her throat, snarling. “don’t say that. you know what I fucking am, so don’t start. predatory piece of– ugh, ah!” this was supposed to be degrading for her, but her stupid femboy dick is hitting all the right spots, seemingly unaffected by estrogen.
she grabs my hips and starts bouncing me on her. “good girl,” she moans.
I clench down. “shut up. shut up, I fucking hate you, you’re such a– mm– creep, don’t you dare, ahh, finish before I’m…! mmm! done with you.”
it’s like she didn’t even hear me. “I’m so close,” she pants. “good girl, good girl, keep bouncing those tits, I’m gonna cum inside–“
“no!” I cry, “fuck you! s-stupid crossdressing–“
I cut myself off when she suddenly holds me down, gripping my hips so hard it hurts. she floods me with more cum than I ever could have expected, and I can’t help but cum too, arching my back and whining. guess I lost this round
