Your Favorite Shemale fantasy

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Continued from above…

Kirsten said “I love you Andy but your 9” cock is just too small. I need a real cock inside me… Goodbye!” With that, she left me tied up in the basement and took off with my Harley.

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Continued from "Kirsten Returns" above...

“Hi Andy.” you say as greet me at the door when I come home Friday afternoon. “God I’m so excited!” Of course you are totally naked. You throw your arms around me and we kiss for what seems like forever. I’m not sure if the neighbors saw us but I’m pretty sure they’re used to the crazy couple with the motorcycle that lives next door by now.

After taking a shower you come out of the bathroom barefoot and naked except for the diamond engagement ring I gave you. I can’t believe how beautiful you are and it’s obvious you’ve been working on your tan during your days off. You have spread a very light layer of oil all over your gorgeous body. Of course the few days of “abstinence” have made us both so hot we have large erections already. The “fantasy” session that we have planned for this weekend is loosely based on the Roman “slave” story we both liked and the idea is to see how many times you can come.

You walk over to me and say “I'm all yours tonight, Andy. I mean it—you can do anything you want to me.” You hold out your arms and I tie your wrists in front of you using very soft rope designed especially for bondage. You put your arms, tied at the wrists, over me and hold me close to you as we kiss. Kneeling in front of you I begin to suck your beautiful cock. You just moan and say “Oh God! That feels so fucking good! Whatever you do Andy, don’t stop!” I work on you very slowly but since you have gone without sex for several days, I can feel you quickly build to orgasm literally in a manner of seconds and then you cum all over me. I think it’s the most cum I’ve ever seen! Your orgasm was so intense you have to steady yourself then kneel down as we hold each other tightly. “That was ONE…” you say laughing.

“Kirsten, are you sure you really want to go through with the rest of this?”

“Yeah, Andy. There’s a lot more where that came from. You wanna go downstairs now?”

Leading you down to the basement, you stand with your back up against the weight rack. Untying your wrists, I attach both of your arms to the supports then spread your legs very far apart until you are stretched tightly in an “X” pattern. Making sure you are comfortable since you are going to be there for a while, I check all your bindings so nothing hurts or is too tight. You look so sexy tied like that and I can tell that you are totally into it. Your body is unbelievable and soon I am going to have to cum as well.

Walking over to you I look right into your beautiful blue eyes. You smile at me and say “I really did mean ‘anything’ Andy. I totally trust you baby.” We share a very long kiss and I can feel you starting to get hard again. Our cocks touch and reaching down I gently stroke both of them. You just lay your head back and moan. The first time we played around with the TRX stuff at the gym I learned how sensitive your nipples are so I begin teasing them. Very gently. Touching, rubbing, and kissing them. Occasionally biting them. You strain against your bonds but I have tied you so tightly it does no good. “This really is like torture” you say as you lie back against the frame and moan. Over the last few minutes, your cock has become very hard once again. Noticing this, I alternate between stroking your cock and continuing the nipple torture until your cock begins to spurt cum. Your body tenses as you scream then go completely limp in your bonds. You look up at me and say “Oh God Andy that was awesome.”

It’s very hot in the basement and we are both drenched in sweat. Your long blonde hair is stuck to your face. I gently brush it away and kiss you. Time for a break. I prepared an electrolyte solution beforehand and we share a drink. You gulp yours down as I hold it up for you. “Shit. I had no idea how intense this would be. I really feel like I’m your ‘slave.’”

“You know Kirsten if it’s too much we can stop anytime.” “No Andy. I love it! This feels so awesome. It totally blows away anything we’ve done before. I’m fine baby. I know you’d never hurt me. It just feels so fucking good!”

We kiss again and I caress you and stroke your hair. “I love you” I say. “I love you too, Andy.”

You relax against the frame for several minutes saying “That was TWO… I think it’s going to be a while before I’m ‘ready’ again.” “That’s OK. We have all night Kirsten.” “What are you going to do to me next?” you say breathlessly.

“I’m still thinking about it. You know I really need to come too...”

“Fuck me then Andy. I want to feel you inside me. God, I don’t know how they ever got to ‘eight’…”

“Kirsten, that was just a story… this is real. I hope you aren’t worried about reaching 8 orgasms?”

“You’re right Andy. Having you fuck me and making me come again and again is amazing. This isn’t like anything I’ve ever experienced. I love it and I love you.”

It’s been almost an hour. I can tell you have “recovered” and are starting to get hard again. You laugh and say “It’s time for number three!”

We kiss for a long time, then I walk around behind you. I run my hands over your body from your breasts all the way down your legs. The tight bondage makes all the muscles in your body stand out and the oil and sweat only serve to emphasize your amazing physique. God I’m getting so hot just looking at you. I want to fuck you so bad I can’t stand it. You are beginning to get hard again. For about 15 minutes I keep this up while lightly stroking your cock. Entering you from behind, I slowly fuck you as I keep playing with your now very hard cock.

After about five minutes I can feel my own orgasm building past the point of no return. I stroke your cock faster and faster and I can tell you are getting close too. It is difficult to precisely describe an orgasm. Some compare it to the earth moving. Others describe a “white light.” It has in fact been called the “little death.” Ours is all of the above. My cum runs down your legs and onto the floor. I don’t think I’ve cum like that since I was 18. LOL You shoot your load halfway across the basement, it’s less than before but still quite a bit. You go limp in your bonds once again and I collapse to my knees. I hold you tightly as I lay my head against your ass. We are both breathing very hard. I feel so close to you Kirsten. It’s like we are the only two people in the world.

Recovering, I get up and check your bonds. I ask you if you’re still OK. “Fuck yes. That was maybe the most incredible orgasm we’ve ever had, Andy. I actually ‘blacked out’ for a second. I felt kind of like I was outside my body. Wow!” I make sure your wrists and feet still have feeling and that you are not in any pain. We had agreed this time on a ‘safeword’ but you haven’t used it yet.

“Well, what’s up next?” “Are you sure you could do this again?” “Yeah, Andy. I don’t know about ‘eight times’ though” you giggle.

“You know Kirsten, I think about us all the time. You are the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I’ll never forget the first time I saw you that night at the gym.” “I feel the same way about you Andy. I’ll be 30 later this month. I never had a ‘real’ boyfriend. You are the first guy I’ve ever been with. I wasn’t kidding when I said I wished I had known you in college. That motorcycle trip back to our university meant more to me than you realize.”

“Well, I wasn’t going to tell you what I got you for your birthday but you may as well know. I signed you up for the ABATE program so you can get your motorcycle license. Then I’m taking you to look at Harleys. The rest is going to be a surprise...”

“That’s so sweet! I really do want to learn to ride. I think it would be awesome to have you sit behind me with your arms around me and feel your cock pressed against me. Maybe we could go out for a nighttime ride naked and you could fuck me?”

“Kirsten, I don’t want you to have a wreck your first time out!” “No. I promise I’ll be careful. You taught me well, Andy. So, since I’m still tied up what ‘torture’ do you have planned for me next?” you say giggling.

“Just something you told me you wanted to try, baby.” I kneel down before you and gently take you into my mouth. Then taking a rubber cock and using a lot of lube, gently massage your prostate. So basically you are being sucked and fucked. You begin to get hard again. “God Andy, that feels so amazing!”

Taking out a surgical steel sound I kiss you and say, “Hope you like this sweetie…” Gently inserting the sound into your fully erect cock, slowly I work it all the way in, then gradually pull it out, fucking your cock. Soon you are pulling at your restraints, moaning, and moving your hips as if you are fucking the sound back. Your eyes are closed and your breathing becomes heavy. After a few minutes your body goes taught and you ejaculate for the fourth time.

“God Andy, that was something else. I just want you to hold me. You know I would die for you baby?”

“I would give my life for you too Kirsten.”

“I think we have an amazing future together Andy.” Then “I’m sorry but I don’t think I can make it to eight.”

“That’s OK let’s go upstairs.” We can watch TV and just hang out and cuddle in bed. I’ll make you breakfast.”

“I’d like that Andy. This was the most awesome experience I’ve ever had. I just want to spend the rest of the evening snuggling with you. I feel SO relaxed.”

Untying you I carry you up the stairs then up to our bedroom where we take a shower together. As you lie face down on the bed I give you a full body massage. About halfway through you turn over and smiling say “One more time baby…” Lying on your back you pull your legs way up so I can penetrate you very deeply. As we fuck I can tell you are getting close again. Soon after, you say “Oh God…” your body tenses, and you cum for the fifth time this evening. Afterward we just lay there holding each other. You hold me so tightly and laughing say “Andy, we are definitely sleeping in tomorrow morning!”

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Kirsten and I recently had had a “falling out” over something stupid (it always is) and she decided to move back to her apartment for a while. She left all of her stuff behind and never talked about breaking our engagement however, she just said that she needed some time alone. I know she’s been through a lot in her life and so I left her alone to work things out making sure she knew I would always be there for her. I love her more than I have anybody—ever. And I’m hoping that she will feel she can share with me whatever it is that’s bothering her.

Last night there was a knock at the door. It had been raining very hard the last few days and standing there soaking wet was Kirsten. She looked so sad as she looks up at me with those blue eyes and says “I’m so sorry Andy. I love you so much. You mean everything to me. I just needed to think things through on my own. I hope you understand…”

Not saying anything, I just pulled her close and we hugged each other tightly. The two of us stood there getting rained on. But it didn’t matter. She’s back and everything is right with the world again. We kiss, then I say “Better get you out of those clothes. Come on in sweetie. I’ll get you some towels and a warm blanket.”

Making you some coffee I put a little Scotch in it. You sit on the couch and say “Thanks Andy. I feel a lot better now.” “You want to watch a movie or something?” “Yeah I’d like that, maybe we can just talk. You didn’t do anything wrong baby. I just got scared and needed time to get my own head together. You are so good to me. I’ve never had anyone that cared that much about me. I’ve told you before about how my own family treated me. Especially my Dad. I was always made to feel like there was something ‘wrong’ with me unless I acted like I was a ‘guy.’ You could have just about any woman you wanted… Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone like me?”

“Kirsten, you of all people should know how I feel about stuff like that. You are the person I’ve fallen in love with. Because you are beautiful, intelligent, kind, loving, caring, and we have so much in common, and yeah, our sex life is awesome. The last few months we’ve been together have been the happiest time of my life. I’m not sure what I’d do if I ever lost you.”

“I feel the same way about you Andy. I realized how much I missed being with you all the time. I have been on my own for so long sometimes I don’t know what to think. Since we met it’s been almost like a dream. You make me feel so wonderful. Sometimes I can’t believe it’s true. There are people in our society who hate me just for who I am. Look at the public reaction to the ‘bathroom thing’ this summer.

“The people that ‘hate’ like that are ignorant, insecure and deeply disturbed Kirsten. Many are afraid of what they don’t understand. Others are just fucking creeps. And I know for a fact there are far more people who accept you just the way you are and our numbers are increasing. Besides, you and I and our friends and family are all that matters. More importantly, the love we feel for each other is really the only thing that matters.”

You are crying and I’ve never seen you like this before. “God Andy, I feel like I almost totally fucked up our relationship. Did you and your friend Stephanie have to put up with this shit? How did you guys deal with it?”

“Well we were mostly just kids back then and lucky for us both our families were very supportive. To many people we were just two kids hanging out. But yes we encountered the same kind of hate. Especially when we were older and obviously a couple. We just realized that our love for each other was more important and the ‘haters’ weren’t going to win. We also had the love and support of our families and friends."

"I remember one night when we camped out in her parents back yard. It was the first time I ever felt that close to another person. We shared secrets and talked about all kinds of stuff. I still knew her as ‘Stephen’ then but even though, at the time, I had no idea what ‘transgender’ was, I knew she wasn’t like other boys. We were only like 11 and 12 and we were in separate sleeping bags so nothing happened but before we went to sleep she looked over and said 'I love you Andy' and I said 'I love you Stephen.' There was also the time we went to the mall and walked around holding hands. No one cared. They probably thought she was my little sister anyway.”

“Wow. That’s awesome. Why did you break up?”

“Mostly because of my continuing to play football in college. I really expected to play in the NFL. She hated all of it. She didn’t like watching football on TV and would get upset whenever a player would get injured. Our first ‘fight’ was after one of the Lions was taken off the field on a stretcher. She said ‘one day that could be you.’ You know enough about my career that you know I was an “All-State” and “All-American” but I also suffered several severe injuries. You actually played football in high-school yourself so you understand what can happen out there.”

“Yeah, Andy. I was always scared. Me! Can you believe that? I’ve never told you that before. I remember the first night we met I told you I played football mostly for my family.” Then laughing, “I’m glad I never had to play against you Andy. I watched one of your ‘highlight’ videos. Plus I know how strong you are. I’m a big girl and the other night you carried me up the stairs from the basement to our bedroom like I was nothing.” “Well Kirsten you wouldn’t have had to worry if we had ever been on opposite teams. I would have asked you out during the game. I wonder what the coaches would have thought about two of their players fucking behind the bleachers?”

“You’re so silly! Um… Actually I would have liked that. But seriously I have noticed some of your scars especially at night when we lay together in bed. I’ve always wondered about that. So she never got used to it?”

“No. Never. There was one time I was knocked out making a tackle. At first they thought I might have broken my neck. Stephanie rode with me in the ambulance and wouldn’t leave my side. She slept in the chair in the hospital room. She was the first person I saw when I woke up. Her eyes were red from crying. That was during our Senior year of high-school. She asked me to give it up. Of course I didn’t. When my Dad was transferred to Indianapolis after graduation we gradually drifted apart.”

“But then you quit playing and decided to go on for your Doctorate. What did she think about that?”

“She was happy for me but by then, too much time had passed, and we had already gone our separate ways.”

“You know Andy, when we get married, every day you are going to have to put up with a 6’ tall blonde ‘tranny’ that is crazy in love with you and wants to fuck your brains out. Think you can handle that for say, the next 50 years?”

Laughing I say “Of course.” Then more seriously “Except that you are no ‘tranny’ Kirsten. You are a beautiful woman, my best friend, my lover, and my soulmate. Don’t EVER forget that!”

Then we kiss for a very long time. Unlike many of our lovemaking sessions which tend to be on the wild side, this one is surprisingly very gentle. I stroke and suck your cock and then lay back on the couch with you on top and you ride me, setting the pace, until we both cum. Laying on top of me, you look at me and smile. Touching my face, you say “I’ll never leave you Andy.”

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[JamieTS]

Originally Posted by a9127

That line was meant as a silly response to the stupid “What size dick do you like” thread. Nine inches seems to be considered “small” by many on here.



Gee, thanks a lot...

Not really. I would rather have an average size cock. OMG I shouldn't even be saying it but 9" is awfully un average. BTW it isn't the length as much as the girth. As long as it hits the "G" spot for a trans woman then that is the best. Good lube is a plus and please let us get used to it. But long just hurts a little. I would rather be stretched with a good water based lube than have a "foot long" either oral or anal. So 6" is really good. I would suck it up and let you stick it in all night long baby.

I actually had a BF that had an extremely big one in Korea and anally he made me cry because it hurt so much. After the first time he knew how far he could go for him to have pleasure and me too. That was the biggest one that I have ever seen. I won't say but it was way more than 9 inches. He did like the back of my throat so I gave him that but only in the bathroom so if I had to ... Ugh... puke Then I could. So no. bigger is not always better.

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“Hey babe, I was thinking that maybe we could visit your family in Michigan for Christmas.”

“Sure Kirsten, we’ll both be off. The only issue is the weather can be pretty bad. Kind of like Indiana, you just never know.”

“That’s OK we’ll take the truck. I’ve been wanting to meet them and also see where you grew up.”

“They want to meet you too. I’ve told them a lot about you. You know we can stay with my aunt and uncle.”

“The one that has the ’69 Chevelle? Think he’d let us ‘borrow’ it?” you say very excitedly.

“Sure. You can even drive it if you want. You already know how to drive a ‘stick’ so no problem.”

“I might need some practice since it’s been a few years since I drove a manual. Maybe I could sit on your lap while you show me. Of course if you wanted to play with my tits and cock this time I wouldn’t exactly tell you to stop…”

“Why do I get the feeling we’re going to be fucking the hell out of each other in my uncle’s car on the first date? Glad they had black vinyl bench seats back then. I just hope the heater still works so we don’t freeze our asses off.”

“Because that’s what we always end up doing, Andy” you giggle. “You know I saw a picture of you and Stephanie standing next to that car. You were in your football uniform. I don’t mind, I realize how much she meant to you. But at least I hope you remember where you guys used to go to make out.”

“There’s probably a shopping center or office building there now. We are going to make our own memories Kirsten. We already have a great start. You asked me one time if I could put up with you for like the next 50 years. The answer is I can’t even imagine the rest of my life without you.”

“Awww… that’s so sweet. I love you Andy.”

“I love you too Kirsten. Oh, by the way, if you are going to drive I’ll have to teach you about a ‘Michigan Left’ as well.”

“What the hell is a ‘Michigan Left’?”

“Instead of turning left across traffic, you pull over and circle back around then turn right. I’ve never seen it anywhere else. But I think a few other states may have it.”

“It sounds totally messed up. I guess you’ll have to show me. I was planning to take you and your family out to dinner. Maybe we can go to that Somerset Collection Mall you told me about. You said there’s a Capital Grille there. Or we can do whatever...”

“We’ll have a great time Kirsten no matter what. We always do. I can almost guarantee you a white Christmas. If we stay here in Indiana we could have temperatures in the 70’s and a tornado. Or we could have -20 and a blizzard.”

“Tell me about it. It’ll be so romantic to spend Christmas eve together in front of a fire making love all night. Maybe we could even go out and find a live tree for your family and decorate it. You know I’ve been thinking a lot about us getting married in Michigan. We could stay at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island. It looks like it would be so beautiful in the summer.”

“Yeah. It is. My parents used to vacation there. I’ve been thinking about places for our honeymoon too. I never thought of that. I like it. So when do you want to go?”

To be continued…

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“Anytime, baby...” Kirsten says as she kisses me and scoots over on the couch so that she is sitting on my lap facing me. We kiss for a long time as we feel each other up. Both of us are rock hard. You pull your sweatshirt over your head and toss it aside saying “You know what I like…”

I gently tease your nipples with my mouth biting and licking them. This drives you crazy. As you moan and say “Oh God baby, that feels so fucking good. Don’t stop…” I run my hands up your thighs and grab your ass. You pull down the waistbands of your shorts and my sweats. Our cocks touch. You giggle slightly as they rub together. It feels awesome. Saying “I’ve got this babe… just relax” you grab both of our cocks and start to jack us off.

Instinctively we both thrust our hips as you continue slowly stroking.

Eventually we build to a climax and shoot our loads at exactly the same time. You fall forward onto me as I lay back on the couch. “That was amazing baby. I love you” I say. “I love you too Andy. I am SO looking forward to our first Christmas together!”

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Kirsten and I went to bed early tonight. We have both been suffering from sinus infections and we want to get rested up for our trip to Michigan in December.

She dozes off almost immediately. Watching her sleep, I am thinking about how much I love this girl. Ever since we met last summer my life has completely changed. Lying there with her eyes shut, her long blonde hair partially covers her face. As she snores, her hair sort of blows away from her beautiful face and falls back gently. It’s totally adorable and I am starting to get ideas about waking her for some quick fun.

Very tired myself and realizing that Kirsten is worn out, I don’t. Instead I snuggle close to her and pull the covers over both of us. She moves slightly and reaches across with her arm to hold me. She is very sleepy but I can make out kind of a muffled “I love you Andy” as I kiss her gently on the top of her head. Then both of us fall asleep…

It’s really hot in our basement “dungeon” and you look fucking amazing stretched out on the "X rack." Your gorgeous body is covered in oil and sweat. Every muscle in your body stands out. It looks like a scene from a horror movie. You insisted we not use a “safeword” this time. I have been tormenting your bound cock for hours now and tightened the nipple clamps so that you are in constant pain. You had told me beforehand that you wanted to be my total slave and if I decided to use the whip on you it was ok. Your body is covered in red welts and you can only moan through your gag. It sounds like you are trying to say “fuck me baby.” Taking your gag out, you say very clearly, “shave my head.” I get a razor and begin.

…Sitting upright in bed I realize that it was all just a dream. Looking down I see you are still sound asleep, safe and warm, your long blonde hair intact, your body not covered in welts. Somewhat shaken I go downstairs and make myself a drink. In the dark I hear “Are you OK baby?” Turning around I see that it’s you wearing a sheer blue nightgown. “God Kirsten, I had a really weird dream.” Hugging me you say “It’s alright, why don’t you sit down?” You go over and make yourself a drink then join me on the couch. “You wanna tell me about it?”

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