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[SSL]

Originally Posted by tlover

Oh no! the pressures really mounting now!

I'm thinking of calling it - the dream job or the perfect job.
Its about a really sexy handsome nice guy who's a wow with the ladies and very modest (ME):D:D.
He lands what he thinks is his dream job as a photographer for a sex contacts mag.
What you think?

This sounds promising can't wait to see his ass destroyed by a shemale cock :D

[ila]

It’s a cold, windy, and snowy evening. My lady and I are in the bathtub together. The water is still very warm and the scent of bubble bath still lingers in the air. I have just bathed her and now I am shaving her legs. She loves the attention I pay to gently washing her and at the same time massaging away her aches. The bath has relaxed her and as I finish her legs she leans over and kisses me in anticipation of what is to come.
I help her out of the bath and I immediately wrap her in a giant towel that has been draped over the warming bar. She steps in close to me and I hold her in my arms as I dry her off. With my arm around her waist we make our way to the living room. The lights have been turned down low, candles have been lit, and soft music is playing in the background. There is a fire burning in the fireplace and mattresses and blankets are laid out on the floor in front of the fire. My love slips off her towel and quickly ducks under the covers with me following right behind her. She turns towards me and cuddling up against me gives me a long lingering passionate kiss.
We don’t want to rush things for we have all night. I reach for the hot mulled wine that I put out for us and pour us each a glassful. We sip our wine as we lie beside each other and watch the fire burning. I start to gently stroke her cheeks and face. Occasionally my one hand goes her back and starts to gently and ever so lightly caress her skin from her neck to her beautiful perfectly formed bum. She likes this and snuggles in closer to me as I embrace her. After a while she turns away from me to lie on her stomach. I continue to caress and tickle her back. After a little while she rolls onto her back and lets me continue on her front. I like when she is on her back as I can now kiss and lick her breasts and nipples. My hand meanwhile eases further and further down her belly until I am holding her cock. It is slightly limp now, but at my first touch she immediately gets hard. She now cuddles in closer to me, puts her arms me and gives me a deep kiss probing my mouth with her tongue. I kiss back and gently push my tongue into her mouth. We continue on this way for several minutes, each not wanting to break our embrace. I gently run my hands up and down her body bring deep sighs from her. As she snuggles in even closer I can feel her hard cock pressed up against me. I slide under the blanket and take her cock into my mouth. Mmmmmmm I love the taste of her precum; it is so delicious. I find it hard to release her, but eventually I do and I move back up to start kissing her again. She rolls over on her back and pulls me on top of her. I reach underneath us and start to tickle her anus. As we continue to kiss she relaxes even more. I then slowly ease my cock into her. She feels me enter her and urges me to give her more. Although I try to take it slow we are both soon going faster and harder. With a final push I cum in her and as she feels it she wraps her legs around me to hold me in. Breathlessly we lie on our sides facing each other and holding each other tight. We kiss again, but only light quick pecks. Gradually our ardour subsides and we start making small talk while finishing our wine.
Eventually we fall asleep holding each other tight. Later during the night I wake up and my love is still cuddled in tightly to me. Looking at her my heart again melts with love for her. I gently kiss the top of her head and as I do so she wraps her arms even more fiercely around me. I fall asleep contented, knowing that we will remain like this for the rest of the night and for many more years to come.

[TSLuva]

You just got a reputation vote from me for that story, weel done

[ila]

Originally Posted by TSLuva

You just got a reputation vote from me for that story, weel done

Thankyou very much TSLuva.

[stevesw9]

Originally Posted by TSLuva

You just got a reputation vote from me for that story, weel done

I liked that story too.
But what are Rep votes - I got 2.
Who gives them? (I could not find an explanation on this site - ther is so much stuff).
Can I cash them in for something?
Steve LONDON

[smc]

Originally Posted by stevesw9

I liked that story too.
But what are Rep votes - I got 2.
Who gives them? (I could not find an explanation on this site - ther is so much stuff).
Can I cash them in for something?
Steve LONDON

Thanks for the reputation vote. I wish I could answer your question about what they mean, other than putting a few extra green blocks to the right of your name. Maybe you could send a note to Shemale Sex Lover and ask (he's the "boss" of the forum) and then post the answer.

[randolph]

Vanessa
Gloria and Rodney were in high school together. Rodney played football and Gloria was a cheerleader. They started dating and after graduation got married. They both got good jobs and had a nice house in the suburbs. In other words they were a typical American couple. However, Gloria was getting increasing frustrated with Rodney's lovemaking. Typically, with a minimum of foreplay, Rodney would mount her, hump until he would cum and then roll over and go to sleep. After Rodney went sleep Gloria would often work her pussey with her fingers to cum so she could get to sleep. Out of frustration she got one of those penis shaped vibrators and started using it almost every night. That worked for a while but she wanted more.
On the way to work she would pass a porn store so one day she stopped in to see what they had to offer. She told the clerk of her frustrations with her husband's love making. He said that transsexual videos were getting very popular and perhaps watching shemales would get him turned on to more sex. She checked out a video and returned home. After dinner, she told Rodney that she had checked out a video. They sat down with glasses of wine and she turned it on. The video portrayed lovely shemales having sex with each other, sucking their big cocks and penetrating each other. Rodney sat there wide eyed and Gloria was getting wet. She reached over to Rodney and noticed he was hard in his pants. "Well," she said, "It appears that you like shemales". Rodney said, "Yeah, they are really sexy" They sat there amazed at the big shecocks and the sexual power of these gorgeous shemales. Then Gloria unzipped Rodney's pants and after considerable difficulty getting his big hard cock out of his pants, proceeded to suck him off. Before Rodney could fall asleep she proposed that they have a shemale come to the house for some live action. After watching that intense shemale sex on the video, Rodney had no objections.
The next day after returning home from work, she decided to search for escorts and had no trouble locating a list of local shemales. She called several and chatted with each of them. She then decided that Vanessa sounded like the one she wanted. Arrangements were made for the following evening and Vanessa arrived in the evening. She was wearing a large top coat that covered most of her. Once inside she removed the coat and revealed her sexy transsexual outfit. She was wearing a black leather miniskirt with black stiletto boots and a red silk blouse. She also had a black Greek sailor cap and a whip! Gloria introduces Vanessa to wide eyed Rodney. Vanessa looks at him with piercing dark eyes and says, "So you are Gloria's big hunk husband, she told me about you. Rodney looked very uncomfortable as Vanessa looked at him. I am here to give you some sexual training. Don't worry, when I am through with you, you will love every inch of me. From now on I will call you Sonny Boy". "Are you ready to get on your knees? " He gets on his knees in front of her and sees the bulge in her mini skirt. She unzips her skirt and releases a huge shecock which immediately becomes fully erect. "You can start by kissing it" she said. He hesitates and she slaps him on the back with her whip he cringes a bit and gives her cock a kiss. She says, "Good, kiss it again and then slowly lick the groove under the head". He can feel the heat of her turgid cock and her throbbing pulse. He is amazed at the pleasure coursing through him as he sucks on her lovely big cock. The energy emanating from her cock soon demolishes any inhibition remaining in him as he eagerly loves it. "That's a good boy" she says. Soon she grasps his head and starts thrusting her huge cock deeper into his mouth and down his throat. He almost gags as it blocks his breathing but then she pulls out and says "ok Sonny Boy, turn over it's time for you to submit to the power of my cock"
He hesitates and she whacks him with her whip. "Do as I say Sonny Boy". He obliges, and she rubs the tip of that big shecock around his ass and then begins forcing it in as he screams with pain as her hard cock penetrates deep into him. "shut up, Sonny Boy, you will like it soon enough as she plunges into him with increasing force". Gradually, the pain begins to diminish to be replaced with the most exquisite pleasure he had ever experienced. His whole body was responding to the thrusting of her cock. After crying with pain he began moaning and saying, "oh my god keep doing it, oh yes it's so good, oh I love it". Suddenly his screaming hard cock exploded with load after load of creamy cum as he shuddered all over with orgasms. Then she withdraws her cock and says, "That's enough for now, turn over and worship my cock, suck it good for now you are my slave boy. She held him by his ears and said "slave boy you will obey my every command, won't you?". "Yes he said, I will obey you" "Very well then from now on you must obey me and your wife at all times, got that?" "Yes mistress, your wish is my command" I will obey you and my wife". Vanessa left and Rodney said "Gloria, please have her come back soon, ok?" Gloria smiled and said. "I will have her come back when I think you need additional training".
Needless to say Gloria was delighted and amazed by Vanessa's, power to subdue her hunk husband and turning him into a slave boy. Vanessa's demand that he obey his wife turned her on to the point of orgasm. The thought that she now had control over the big guy's sexual needs thrilled her all over. Big Rodney would now have to beg her for sex strictly on her terms.
It was now time to inform her husband of the new rules. She sat in her favorite lounge chair with her beautiful shapely long legs spread apart. "Rodney, I need to talk to you" she said. "Kneel down before me and kiss my pussey". "Yes my love, (kiss) how may I please you? (kiss, kiss)." A sexual thrill rushed through her as the control over her husband materialized. "Now every morning you are to bring me a cup of coffee in bed and kiss me all over. You are to kiss and suck my swollen nipples and then go down on me and pleasure my pussey until I cum at least once. Then you are to get dressed and go to work" "But what about me? He asked. "You must learn to control your sexual needs and be prepared to pleasure me on demand" she said. "I will decide when you may satisfy your needs and you may not pleasure yourself in the meantime." "If you are not fully loaded when I want you're cum, you will be punished." Tears welled up in his eyes as he said, "Yes, my love".

[smc]

This story is a little bit late for Valentine's Day, but I hope you will all enjoy it. Again, I apologize for having to post it in multiple parts, but the length limitations for any one posting make it impossible to avoid.

Be My Valentine?

As the morning of Valentine's Day dawned, Steven stood at the window watching yet another snowstorm. It has been so cold, for so long, and the only saving grace of yet another foot of snow forecast is that it will cover the now-dirtied snow from the last storm just a few days ago. Still, he was tired of winter. Everyone he knows was tired of winter.

He was also growing weary of his life at age 33: the drudgery of work, the meals alone, the evenings spent watching mindless television, and the nights spent gratifying himself. It has been a long time since he has been on a date. He is shy, and finds it difficult to engage with people. Sure, he'll go to the occasional party thrown by a coworker, and every once in a while he'll muster up the courage to ask someone out. But it is always a one-time thing.

After a shower, he dressed, went into the kitchen, and had some coffee. As he read the morning paper, the phone rang. The caller ID showed his sister's name, Elizabeth.

Steven picked up the phone. "Hi, sis. Kinda early."

"A wonderful good morning to you," she said, in a cheerful voice that seemed so wrong for the weather and the earliness of the day. "I have a surprise for you."

This causes him to shudder. His sister is well meaning, but most often when she uses the word "surprise" it means something that he doesn't want to do, but that she needs him to do.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Dan had to go out of town on a work emergency late yesterday, so we have to postpone our Valentine's Day plans," she says. Dan is her husband. "We bought this romantic dinner-and-dancing package at that country club near our house, part of some charity fundraiser. I want to give you the tickets."

"That's nice, sis, but who do you suppose I would take?"

"Oh, c'mon. There must be lots of candidates."

"Even if so, do you really think anyone would be available at the last minute?"

"I guess not," said his sister. "Oh, well, it was a good idea, though, don't you think?"

"Yeah, right," he though, silently. Then he said, "Listen, I gotta leave for work. I'll talk to you soon."

He bundled up to face the snow and drove to work. On the way, his cellphone rang. His sister, again.

"I have a great idea!" she squealed. "The Sweetlea's across the street from me have a niece who's visiting. She doesn't know anyone here. Mrs. Sweetlea was telling me just the other day how bored and lonely she is. And she's real pretty. It would be real nice if you took her. Do you want me to set it up?"

"Are you insane?"

His sister wasn't listening. "I'll call you back as soon as I can, okay?" And she was gone.

He shook his head in disbelief, and for just a moment considered driving the car off the road and into a ditch.

A couple of hours into the workday, his office phone rang. "I've got great news!" his sister squealed, again. "I talked to the Sweetlea's and Charlene. She's really cute, and she'd love to go with you."

"You are insane! No one goes on a first date on Valentine's Day!!!" His shouting into the phone drew the attention of his coworkers, some of whom began to whisper among themselves.

"But I already set it up. You can't disappoint her. As soon as I left the Sweetlea's she was going to head out to buy a dress for the occasion. I'm going to email you her information so you can call her yourself." Again she was gone, and the email arrived a moment later with a cellphone number.

Steven lets another three hours go by. He wasn't getting any work done; instead, he was fretting about this ridiculous situation his sister put him in. At about 3:30, his cellphone rang. He recognized the number as the one his sister sent him, and he answered, tentatively.

"Hi, Steven. This is Charlene Sweetlea. I know you've heard from your sister."

"Yeah. But look, I'm sorry. This is really awkward."

"I know," said Charlene. "I feel like I was pushed into this by my aunt. She even insisted on buying me a new dress."

"That's too bad."

"Not really," Charlene answered, almost whispering. "It looks pretty good." She paused. "Listen, I have an idea. This dinner-and-dancing thing doesn't start until 8. Why don't we get together earlier for a drink, and just talk? If we end up not going to the country club, that'll be fine."

"Okay. I guess there's no harm in that. I'll pick you up at 6:45, if that's okay. No strings attached."

"See you then," Charlene said, and the call was over.

A bit later, Steven went home, changed, and headed to the Sweetlea's across from his sister's, arriving a few minutes late because of the still falling snow. As he pulled up in front of the house, a woman came running out to the car, as best she could given the weather, opened the door, and jumped right in.

"Hi! Where are we going?"

"There's a decent enough lounge at the hotel near the country club. How about there?"

"Sure."

Steven did everything right, trying so hard to be chivalrous, although his motivation was that he expected the "date" to end soon and didn't want it to be for any reason other than the awkward circumstances. Once they were seated at a quiet table in the lounge, a waiter came by for drink orders. "Jameson, straight up," said Charlene. Steven was stunned but ordered the same.

"That's quite a drink," he said.

"I love whiskey," Charlene replied.

For the next half-hour, they chatted amiably about nothing in particular. It was rather dark in the lounge, but Steven could get a decent enough sense for what Charlene looked like. He had already noticed, when she ran to his car, her nicely proportioned body, with just a hint of curve in all the right places. Her shoulder-length auburn hair touched her shoulders, exposed now that her coat was off. Her new dress was black, with a bit of black lace frill around the somewhat low neckline. He couldn't help but notice her perfect breasts, just the size he always found most attractive. He chuckled to himself as he recalled the old Frank Zappa lyric: "Anything over a mouthful is wasted."

Steven found himself becoming quite enchanted with Charlene. They each had a second whiskey, and it came time to decide whether to move on to the country club. To his own surprise, he thought it might be okay. He felt so comfortable talking with her.

"So," he asked, "what should we do with these tickets?"

"I think we should go. No one has to know it's our first date. They'll all be so lovey-dovey because it's Valentine's Day that we can just enjoy a free meal, some dancing, and not worry about anything else."

"I like the way you think," said Steven, and he excused himself to go to the men's room. "Let's go as soon as I'm back."

[tlover]

Thanks ila, that's a very romantic story, I'm thinking you had Amy on your mind when you wrote it.

[ila]

Originally Posted by tlover

Thanks ila, that's a very romantic story, I'm thinking you had Amy on your mind when you wrote it.

A gentleman never kisses and tells

[EbonyTSLover]

If you want to read shemale stories go over to literotica.com.You do not have to join to read the stories.You do have to join if you're going to write stories or poems..

Check this link out.. out.http://www.literotica.com/stories/st...ory=48&page=23

[ila]

Originally Posted by EbonyTSLover

If you want to read shemale stories go over to literotica.com.You do not have to join to read the stories.You do have to join if you're going to write stories or poems..

Check this link out.. out.http://www.literotica.com/stories/st...ory=48&page=23

I've checked out literotica before. While they have a good selection of stories I find that their shemale stories are not very good. I would rather read the stories that members post on this forum and submit my stories here. I've found that what members post here is much better and much hotter than anything at literotica.

[SSL]

Originally Posted by ila

I've checked out literotica before. While they have a good selection of stories I find that their shemale stories are not very good. I would rather read the stories that members post on this forum and submit my stories here. I've found that what members post here is much better and much hotter than anything at literotica.

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