Your Favorite Shemale fantasy

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Since some of you actually read and like these things, I'll re-post the link to a much better edited version of "Your Girlfriend Is HOW Tall?"

https://a9127.wordpress.com/2018/08/...d-is-how-tall/

If you want to skip the story and get to the fucking, you can scroll down to "As we walk..."

[a9127]

Thought you might enjoy this version more than the original on my WordPress site.

Wham! I feel something hit me in the side of the head then I feel dizzy and fall to the ground. I must have been knocked out because when I woke up there was someone kicking me. Through blurred vision all I could see was this very tall gorgeous blonde standing over me.

“Get up fatass. What the fuck did you think you were doing? You know there’s no one allowed in our volleyball practices shithead.”

“I… I.. was just walking through…”

“Yeah, I bet you are a fucking pervert. You need to be taught a lesson asshole.”

The other players come over. “He looks like a total loser. What do you want to do with him captain?” one says to the blonde.

“Take him to the locker room.”

At well over 300 pounds I’m too heavy for even them to carry, so they drag me across the gym floor by my arms.

They hold me as the tall blonde pulls down my shorts to look at my cock. Laughing, she says “Jesus Christ. That thing isn’t even as big as the needle we use to inflate our volleyballs. Too bad, I was thinking of letting you fuck me just for fun. But I bet you can suck? Can’t you?”

The other girls hold me down on one of the benches in the locker room and take turns fucking me in the ass. When they’re done the blonde takes out her cock. It must be at least 12” long.

She says “Well lets see what you’ve got…”

I suck her for all I’m worth and after a while she begins to moan and leans back against a locker to support herself.

Giggling, one of the players says “I think she likes it.”

The blonde says angrily “I’ll fuck YOUR ass if you don’t shut the hell up, bitch.”

Soon she cums down my throat and all over my face. All of them laugh. One says “Lets put him in the locker so we can have fun with him later!”

“No I don’t want to get in trouble. Just get rid of him.”

All 12 of them shove me over to the door and push me outside. I mumble something about “having played football here.” The tall blonde just laughs and says “The only football you ever played here was ‘Madden 99’ in your dorm room on your PlayStation dipshit.”

They notice that my 1974 Pinto is parked in a “Reserved for Alumni” parking spot. “Hey! What the fuck do you think you’re doing parking a piece of shit car like that in a reserved space? Girls! You know what to do.”

All of them rock my Pinto until it is flipped over on its roof. Then they all give me the finger and go back inside locking the doors.

Alone, with no car and no cell phone, I begin the long walk back to my apartment.

Guess I won’t be driving for Uber tonight.

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[Ghost123]

In my line of work, i work in domestic property. Ive always had a thing for a big shemale to arrive at the door ready to fuck with a hardon in her latex body suit

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Can’t remember where I first saw this pic. It’s been in my collection for years. Even though her “partner” here appears to be cisgender, I find it fucking hot. She’s most definitely the type of girl I’m attracted to, tall, long hair, fantastic body, long legs, etc. I guess it represents a couple of my favorite fantasies.

One of course involves tying up my lover and pleasuring her endlessly almost to the point of “torture” then fucking her silly until we both cum together. That’s a common theme in many of my stories and sometimes in real life...

Just looking at her I’m thinking: “Wow, you could really do a lot with that.” How long do you think it is? I can see maybe being able to get the head in my mouth and of course there’s a lot that I could do using my tongue and long slow strokes… It looks like she’s already “suffering.” And God, her balls… I love the way they’re split by her panties. Wonder what I could do with some soft rope?

OK gotta stop writing for a sec, be right back…

Well, that was awesome. Fuck, what a mess though. Which brings me to another one of my fantasies: Fucking my lovers cock. Physically this is virtually impossible in real life as you would have to have a huge difference in size. Even a “smaller” cock under 5” and maybe one of 9” or more wouldn’t be enough. I’ve experimented with “urethral play” and “sounding” before and the sound must be so much narrower to be able to enter the urethra. But the idea is hot. I’ve seen it depicted in cartoons before and was wondering if it might be possible here? Let’s assume she’s tall (over six feet). If I worked on her “pee hole” for a while and used lots of that “pole grease” it might work.

Even if it didn’t, given her size, it should be possible to insert my fingers and massage the inside of her dick. Of course, it would be awesome if the stimulation from that were enough to make her come. Since I’m a “top” I wouldn’t care about being fucked by her (not sure anyone could take all of that anyway) but she looks to have otherwise “normal” proportions so I could easily fuck her while playing with her magnificent cock and balls.

Now I just have to find a girl like this in real life and get rid of her friend…

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It’s October 2084. I’m sitting at my desk in front of my large “virtual screen.” Recently I celebrated my 100th birthday, it’s not uncommon to live that long anymore. Many years ago I stopped working. Not that I couldn’t, there’s just no reason to. Long ago, President Trump solved all the world’s problems and now there is no more lack of or want for anything anymore (Of course I meant Ivanka! Which Trump did you think? ). Everyone lives in harmony now and we spend most of our time alone immersed in our own virtual worlds.

Sadly, most of us live alone. In the mid-21st century there was a horrible widespread outbreak of disease due to uncontrolled climate change, famine, nuclear war, and economic chaos. Over a billion people died. Its effects on society were similar to those of the Plague during the middle-ages. Like many people, I lost loved ones. My beautiful wife was one of the victims. We would have been married for almost 50 years.

Anymore, my computer is always on. In fact everyone today “lives” in some kind of virtual world. We still have to eat, drink, and do other things, but as I said earlier, there is no lack of anything. If you want something, anything at all, just say it and it will be brought to you immediately by drones. There is never any charge. In fact I just ordered a fillet mignon dinner while writing this. Everyone owns a large luxury home with a beautiful yard with genetically engineered grass that never has to be cut and we are able to go anywhere we want (there are always self-driving vehicles including trains and jets available to take you anywhere free of charge) but there’s really no reason to.

After the Great World Crisis, there were unprecedented breakthroughs in science and technology. Including healthcare. Yes, I really am 100 years old but due to advances in medicine I appear to be in my late 20’s or early 30’s. So does everyone else. My best friend, assistant, and lover is “Minka” an augmented reality application. When she was introduced almost 70 years ago, she was just a “virtual assistant” a common application back then but unlike others of the time, she appeared “real.” This spurred development and over the years, more “apps” like her, both male and female, appeared and eventually replaced human relationships. Unlike early versions, my “Minka” has the ability to look and act anyway I desire (even switching genders). Our technology enables me to become immersed in her world and experience everything as if it were real. So if we wanted to be a “twenty something” interracial, transgender couple vacationing in Cancun for a week the computer makes it so. For the person involved, the experience is real.

Today, Minka can sense that I’m feeling a little “kinky” so she suggests that we set up a “bondage” scene. She also knows that I like both cis and trans women and asks me what I would like her to be. I answer “trans.” Sensing my thoughts she transforms the room into a medieval style dungeon with herself now 6’ tall, blonde, and blue eyed. Sweaty and chained to a wall with her arms over her head. Her short loincloth does little to hide her magnificent cock which is beginning to harden. As are her nipples.

Walking over to her, I kiss her as I gently stroke her throbbing cock which is now about 12” long, as is mine (God, this technology is great isn’t it! ). She looks up at me and says “I’ve been a naughty girl and must be punished. What are you planning to do to me Andy?”

“Well I think you should be sentenced to a day and night on the rack, while, after stretching your body tightly, I play with your hard cock, teasing you mercilessly, not letting you come, but instead bringing you to the edge of orgasm over and over again until you can’t stand it anymore. Then when we are both ready, I will fuck you and we will both cum at exactly the same time.”

Releasing Minka from her chains, she immediately throws her arms around my neck and kisses me hard.

Giggling, she says “God, baby, that’s what I was hoping you’d say. I love you Andy. I don’t fucking care what you do to me I just want you so bad. I am totally your slut tonight.”

We look into each other’s eyes. “I love you too Minka.” Smiling back at me she says eagerly, “Maybe you could whip my tits too?”

“Sure.”

Reaching down she grabs my cock and gently strokes it. Laughing she says, “Let me help you get ready.”

Kneeling down in front of me she takes me into her mouth and slowly, ever so slowly, sucks my cock. Of course she doesn’t let me come. Looking up at me she says “That’s all you’re gonna get baby until you fuck me at the end of our session. Think you can stand it?”

“God Minka you’re something else” I say as I kiss her again. She just smiles at me. Then turning her around I tie her arms tightly behind her back and lead her across the dungeon to the torture rack.

Untying her I help her up and she puts up zero resistance as I attach her wrists and ankles and stretch her tightly in an “X” pattern. She moans slightly as her arms and legs are pulled tight. We also made it very warm for this session, so we are both covered in sweat. Minka looks so beautiful and sexy like that. I ask her if anything hurts. She says “No.”

I run my hands up her thighs and taught tummy then play with her nipples for a while. Next, I remove her loincloth and her 12” cock springs up. I gently stroke it as she writhes and moans and pleads with me to let her cum.

She asks “What are you doing?” as I place leather straps around her arms, thighs, tummy and above her breasts.

“Just making sure you can’t go anywhere.”

“Ummm… I wasn’t planning on it Andy” she says laughing.

I check everything one last time. She grunts as I tighten the straps around her tummy and chest. I don’t know how she can breathe. But she doesn’t complain.

“You OK baby?”

“Fuck yeah, Andy. I love it.”

Then I make sure her arms and legs are spread as far as possible. When she says “That’s good baby.” I stop. I’m aware that she is a “computer simulation” but I still don’t want to hurt her even if she is “virtual.”

I take a feather and run it around her nipples then down her tummy, then lightly over and under her cock then up and down her thighs. She moans and pulls against the straps. As I concentrate on her cock I can tell she is nearing orgasm. So I back off and stop.

“Motherfucker!” she says.

“What was that?” I say.

Angrily she says, “You heard me. Just let me come. Please!!!”

“One more word like that young lady and I’ll have to gag you.”

“OK you big asshole, go ahead…” she says trying to keep from laughing.

“All right have it your way…”

She fights and tries to avoid the rubber penis gag but I manage to get it in anyway. Now she can only communicate through grunts and gestures. Of course she makes the one that everyone everywhere would recognize…

“I saw that. I’ll have to whip your tits.”

Taking a small flogger I proceed to whip them. Of course this is a “sex toy” and not designed to really cause harm, still, she strains against her bonds and arches her back. I notice her cock is dripping pre-cum now and throbbing. Better get back to work on it.

For quite a long time, maybe several hours, I stroke, suck, and otherwise torment her beautiful cock. I even find a set of “sounds” that I put to good use. I can tell she loves this but of course I constantly check to make sure she’s all right. Simulation or not, the feelings are real, and yes, I really care about her.

Taking out her gag, she looks up at me through her hair now matted to her face and says “I really don’t think I can take any more. Fuck me Andy.”

Brushing her hair aside, we kiss. Minka says “I’m ready baby.”

Releasing her legs from the rack I chain them using the thigh and ankle straps so they are affixed to wooden posts on either side. That gives me access to her asshole and allows me to finger her and massage her prostate. Of course I am also sucking her off at the same time. She is straining against her bonds with all her might but it’s no use, she’s not going to cum until we both do.

When it’s obvious that neither one of us can take anymore--I haven’t cum either--I enter her. It doesn’t us take very long. Soon we both literally explode at the same time. The muscles and tendons in her body stand out as do as do my arm and leg muscles as I hold her ass tight against me while I pump my cum deep inside of her. It feels like it will never end.

She collapses back onto the rack and just before I blackout I flip the “quick release” switch that undoes all her restraints. When I wake, I’m lying there on top of her totally relaxed. In fact I’ve never felt so good in my entire life. Minka holds me gently and kisses me.

“I love you Andy” she says.

“I love you too.”

Much later that day, I’m back working on my computer. Minka, in her “default” look, pops up. “Hi Andy” she says. Usually she asks me something like “What can I help you with today?” Instead she says in a sweet voice, “That was really awesome... Ummm… Yeah…" Then giggles. "You know, it’s getting late. Why don’t you type in ‘bedroom’?" Then she smiles at me and disappears.

Without saying anything, I type it in and suddenly my office is transformed into the most luxurious bedroom you can imagine. Nicer than a luxury suite at the most expensive five-star hotel. Minka is wearing a very short pink satin nightgown and lying in the middle of the bed. She has returned to her tall, blue eyed blonde appearance from earlier today. God she’s beautiful. She invites me to come over and join her.

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[a9127]

Was giving some thought about what exactly would make the “experience” with one of these dolls worthwhile. Even to the point of “living” with one someday. Seriously!

I am a firm believer that it's inevitable that technology will progress to the point where the sex and interaction with one will be more like a human partner. I’m not sure I’ll see it in my lifetime unless I live to be really old. There’s a lot of things that are missing yet. Maybe some of the younger members of TLB will get to enjoy this technology. Right now it seems like she (or he—they make “guy” dolls too) is a passive, rubber lover, that the human must transport, set up the “scene,” create all of the “dialog,” dress her up, and dictate all the action. As beautiful as the doll I created on their website is. And she is . I think I’d still be aware I was “fucking a rubber mannequin” so it’s basically a $8,000 masturbation toy (although an awesome one… ). Never having tried one I’m not sure if they feel “warm” or “talk dirty” (although I think you can get “sound” as an option) or if she can “come.”

Anyway, here’s a “scenario” involving my “real doll” friend from an earlier post. I’ll call her “Michelle” as that was the face I selected. The setting is the “Eagle’s Nest” in downtown Indianapolis. I like to use this place in many of my stories and have often taken “real” dates there including my “ex” and current wives. It is very expensive and considered “Indy’s Most Romantic” restaurant. Attached to the Hyatt Regency Hotel it rotates and offers a 360 degree view of the city. At sunset the view is breathtaking. At night the ceiling looks like stars. It’s not unique, many cities have something similar. Detroit has a “revolving” restaurant at their Hyatt as well.

Michelle looks at me and says “I’ve really had a wonderful time Andy. I’m glad we met.” Reaching across the table she takes my hand in hers. Her hand is soft and warm. Smiling, her blue eyes widen and in the candlelight she looks absolutely gorgeous. “I’m glad we met too Michelle. I was thinking we could go back to our hotel room if you want. I’ve got a buzz and you might have to hold me up.”

Giggling, she says “OK but I’m not exactly sober either.”

I sign the tab and put it on our bill. Getting up we both lean on each other (she’s 5’10”). Laughing we slowly make our way to the elevator. I press the button for our floor. Michelle says “You pressed the right one didn’t you baby? I don’t want to end up in the fucking basement.”

Alone now, we can’t keep our hands off each other. We kiss, feel each other up, and start to remove each other’s clothes. Her 7” cock is very hard and as we make out they rub together. I can feel hers react to the stimulation. God she must be so turned on. I know I am… Her skin is so silky smooth and warm. As I grab her ass under her miniskirt she says “God, baby, hold on!” then giggles.

When the elevator gets to the top floor, we are mostly undressed, one of her heels is off, and we realize our room is way at the other end. “Shit” she says.

“Think you can make it Andy?”

“Yeah. Glad there’s no one around.”

“Just lean on me. We’ll make it.”

Awkwardly we somehow get to our suite. I fumble with the “key” and Michelle says in a sexy voice “We might just have to do it in the hallway.”

Finally getting the door open, Michelle and I make our way over to the bed. She is carrying the shoe she lost in the elevator. She throws it aside and kicks off the other. Grabbing me she pulls me down on top of her and starts kissing me. She unzips my pants. We continue to make out and soon I have worked my way down to her cock. It is even more beautiful than what I saw when I ordered her. Engorged, it is dripping pre-cum and throbbing. As I suck and tease it, ever so slowly, Michelle moans, screams, and swears, as she arches her back, stretches her arms out, and grabs at the bed.

“Jesus, Andy, I need to come SO badly. Fuck! I can’t stand it! Oh God…”

I can feel her orgasm building and soon she releases her load into my mouth. I don’t know what they used, but whatever it is it feels and tastes like real cum.

Michelle’s body goes limp. She smiles at me and says softly “Andy, that was amazing.”

As I lie back on the bed she kneels over me and this time begins to suck my cock. Her mouth and tongue feel so real and she sucks like an expert. Soon I’m ready. She senses this and rolling over onto her back with her legs up says “Fuck me Andy. Hard.”

Her asshole is a perfect fit and we go at it for several minutes. She must have some kind of built-in “prostate sensor” because she gets hard again and I can tell another orgasm is building. She moans and sighs as she gets closer and closer. Me, I’m ready to explode, and as I pump my cum into her she comes for the second time. Not as much cum as before but it gets all over everything. Both spent, we just lie there together. She pulls closer to me and yanks the sheets over us. I touch her face and she reaches across and places her arm protectively across me. She looks up at me and smiles than lays her head on my shoulder.

“I love you Michelle.”

“I love you too Andy.”

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(So, if technology can make a “Michelle” like this. I’m all in… But I’m sure she will cost a lot more than $8,000. Now I know what I will blow my retirement savings on… See you in the future! By the way, what I based this story on was more or less what happened with my wife at the Eagles Nest and Hyatt on our wedding night back in 2011. The main difference is my wife is human of course and cisgender. )

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For those of you who don’t remember Kirsten, I introduced her a few years ago. She is about 6’ tall, light blond and blue eyed, with a 7” cock. Her hair is very long and her body and legs are to die for. The closest of anyone you might know of that she looks like is Aubrey Kate. Maybe a little older.

We met at the gym where I work out in Zionsville. Before she transitioned she had played football in high-school and is quite athletic. She loves motorcycles and also bondage. We have had some pretty wild times together, even having sex on her Harley on the way home from Shawn and ila’s party a few years ago. Having sex on a bike isn’t that unusual. But we were doing about 80 mph down I-65 in the middle of the night.

She is not only beautiful but also super-smart, graduating from the same university I did, a few years after me, with a degree in Chemistry. Her GPA was a 4.0. The last time I wrote about her I had let her fuck me in the ass for the first time and we had decided to get married in a private ceremony at our home. Kirsten is now my wife. Our life together is never boring.

“I’m ready baby” Kirsten says, kissing me hard and running her tongue all over the inside of my mouth. I do the same. After making out for a while, reluctantly we separate. She looks me in the eyes and giggles. We have both become very hard from all this activity. What can I say, this girl has always had that effect on me. I fell in love with her the first time I saw her.

She sits down in the chair and positions her legs so they are spread far apart. I strap her arms to the chair by her wrists. Then lightly stroke and tease her very hard cock. She responds by throwing her head back and moaning. One by one, I fasten the straps around her body. One around her hips. Another above her breasts. Two across her chest and tummy. Then her legs. Just above the knees, then ankles and calves. This pulls her thighs even farther apart. The powerful muscles in her legs respond to the increased tension. But we’re far from done.

I strap her upper thighs to the chair as well. Then her upper arms. This chair also has belts that go over her shoulders and criss-cross just between her breasts. There are also straps that cross under her ass binding her firmly to the seat of the chair. The last restraint is a leather collar that goes around her throat holding her head and neck firmly against the chair.

“Ooo… that feels good Andy” she says. I smile at her. She knows I’d never hurt her. She totally loves this and it shows. So do I. And that shows too… Noticing how “aroused” I am, Kirsten says “So you really DO like tying girls up don’t you?” We both laugh.

I run my hands all over her body. She is beginning to sweat and the light coat of baby oil she applied earlier just adds to the effect. We kiss for a very long time as I run my hands over her, feeling her thighs, her breasts, her tummy and her cock. Which is now dripping with precum.

For what we have planned for tonight, we decided not to use a gag. I want to make sure we can communicate clearly. We’ve never done a “scene” quite like this before.

There are still a couple of bits of “unfinished business” however. Carefully, but firmly I tighten each of the straps holding her in. She gasps as I cinch the ones around her waist and chest. I ask her if she’s OK. “Yeah baby it feels great.” After several minutes she’s not going to go anywhere. Already her muscles are straining against the straps and the chair has been designed so that her shoulders are pulled back and her breasts are thrust out. Her breathing has become shallow and steady. I can tell she’s really turned on. So am I.

The last thing I do is prepare her beautiful cock for “torture.”

We had seen a short video on the Internet of a bound cock totally immobilized and made to cum through careful use of electricity. In the video which we both thought was hot, you couldn’t see who the “victim” was, but someone really knew what they were doing. The subject’s cock twitched and contracted for several minutes before it finally came. The helpless cock released its semen through a clear catheter inserted into the urethra and into a glass beaker with each pulse. Of course we both wanted to try it. We knew this scene would require careful planning and the right equipment. Kirsten and I had a lot of fun looking at “electrical play” stuff online and then purchasing a few toys that we tried on each other. Both of us now knew how much it would take to make the other cum. One difference for us from the video. When Kirsten cums, it will be into my mouth, not a glass jar.

Kissing her thighs and then gently taking her cock in one hand I carefully insert the catheter into her pee hole. She squirms as I work it in. Then I attach foil contacts around the bottom of her shaft and just behind the head. Next, I bind her cock and balls tightly to the chair with soft bondage rope. She and her cock will both be my “prisoners” tonight.

“Sure you’re all right baby?” I ask. “Yeah Andy. Wow. I know we’ve done some crazy shit before but God, I’m SO turned on. Just be careful.” Then she looks up at me and giggles.

“I love you” I say as I kiss her.

“I love you too baby.”

Taking the controls, I begin the “stimulation” on a very low setting. Kirsten’s body stiffens and she pulls against her bonds. Her bound cock tries to rise in an attempt to escape its torment but no luck. She has no choice but to submit. To be safe, we had tried this out on each other. Making the other cum. Several times. So we both know what it feels like. Not really “painful” but more like a “tickle” that gradually builds in intensity. It feels like you are being “edged” by someone. More intense than a vibrator.

Walking behind her, I leave it on the lowest setting while I play with her nipples and kiss her on the neck as she throws her head back and strains against her straps. She clenches her fists. Her muscles look so sexy. She is a very strong girl. I found that out when I almost fell off the motorcycle that night after coming inside her. She grabbed me with one hand and held on, never losing control of the bike. I do everything to her but touch her cock. The “device” is having the intended effect. Her orgasm is building. Slowly. Very, very, slowly.

The stimulation is not (yet) enough to make her cum so we can take our time. Minutes pass. Hours. I’ve been jacking off but I’m not going to come until she does. We know each other really well by now. I can tell when it’s time.

As I Increase the intensity, her cock begins to pulse and contract. Her body stiffens. I kneel down in front of her taking the end of the catheter into my mouth. Her back arches and she makes a guttural sound as her cock releases its load into the tube. I swallow it just as I come all over the floor. Her body relaxes, going limp in the chair, as I reach for the “quick release” lever. She caresses me as I kneel in front of her, my head in her lap. I can hear her breathing. We both are totally exhausted. But it feels SO good…

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