Sissy: Lacrosse Transfer

I was doing so well to conceal my identity. I was then several weeks into the lacrosse squad of a neighboring school. Cut from my own school's team, I had to transfer to make it onto a team, but only female athlete tansfers were guaranteed to be accepted. The school was none the wiser that I was a boy while I played the system, and I only had to play pretend the few hours during practice and what was soon to be live games. But one day I left the field to retrieve a lost ball the boys had lobbed into the wood. There, one of their school slackers approached me.

He had expected "a little something" as he put it.

I knew that if I knocked him out he'd let out that I was more than just a chick playing ball, so I went along with it. "Something like this?" I teased as I bent over for the ball.

"Baby..." He grabbed my hips.

There was no getting away Scott-free now. I pushed my shorts down to show him my cheeks, careful to not give too much away. He accepted my pass and tugged at my thong.

"Eager to get to it, are you? He snorted with lust. "well let's not waste time." He joked.

But his prick was no joke. It shoved me forward as he pushed himself against me, launching between the cheecks that were just teasing him a moment ago.

"I knew you were a dirty girl. Where are you from again?" He pressed.

Unwilling to answer the question, afriad to give away my real identity, I responded only to his statement. "Fuck me like a dirty slut."

Consequently, he he drove forward, meeting my cheeks with rhythmic, echoing smacks. I recognized his tight grasp and the quickening pace, and pulled my ass free from his cock. With no time to spare, I blurted out the first thing to redirtect his retentry. "Mark me."

He grasped his cocked and it sprayed my cheeks with a stinky, sticky glaze.

"Are we done here?" I asked, looking back at the semi-comatose lummox. "I thought so."

I returned my shorts back over my butt, which sloshed the cum about, squeezing some out from my waistband and leaked it over my shorts.

Nonetheless, I retrieved the ball, and returned to my playmates on the field.

"Sorry guys, had trouble finding it!"