Your Favorite Shemale fantasy

[donthemed]

MY shemale fantasy is i have car trouble & a motorcycle pulls up with a person dressed in black leather jacket & leather pants the helmet comes off & its holly marie combs she asks if i need help iask if she can run me home i say iwill pay her she says yes so i get on the bike with her i tell her were to go when we get there i thank her & ask her to come in so i can pay her she follows me in the house i ask how much i owe her she says money wont do i ask what she wants she doesn't say a thing she unzipps her leather pants & pulls out a big cock walks over to me grabs my shoulders pushes me to my knees & says give me a blowjob for your payment so i do it (wish this really happened i lone her) (my first time)

[a9127]

This is something I've always wanted to try. Why do I get the feeling that "Kirsten" and I will be doing this one of these days?

[franalexes]

Originally Posted by a9127

this is something i've always wanted to try. Why do i get the feeling that "kirsten" and i will be doing this one of these days?

not far off the mark. I have similar ideas with a double ended penis pump.

[a9127]

Can’t believe it’s been almost a year since Kirsten and I first met. I still remember when she walked into the gym that night (“Workout Partner”). June 24th 2016. We have already made arrangements to get married on the “one year” anniversary. We decided on a private ceremony at our home in Zionsville. We have a large entryway which will make the perfect setting. It will be small with just a few of our closest friends.

Afterwards we will head up to Mackinac Island on our Harleys and stay at the Grand Hotel. The island does not allow motor vehicles so we have arranged to have them parked and take the ferry back and forth. We will have to get used to riding another type of “cycle” as only bicycles are allowed. I’m glad I’ve kept up with my cardio.

On the way we will stop in Troy to visit my relatives and stay a couple days. Kirsten also wants to see downtown Detroit. I’ve told her this is probably a bad idea but she would like to see it anyway. We will most definitely leave the bikes at my relatives and use Uber or something.

Tonight we were just lying on the couch watching the NBA finals and started talking about how well things have worked out for us. If you’ve followed our story you know Kirsten is estranged from her family. We have a great sex life. A little on the wild side but the love we feel for each other is something special. She asked me once when we had our first “falling out” if I could “spend like the next 50 years with a 6’ tall blonde ‘tranny’ that is crazy in love with you.” The answer is of course I can’t even begin to imagine my life without her.

Sharing a bottle of Jack, we watched the Cavs get beat again. We both agreed they will probably get swept. She played basketball in high-school and knows a lot more than I do about it. If you remember, football was what I was best at although I was able to dunk. We both agreed Golden State has too much going for them.

With the game over, I ask her what she would like to do. Giving me that “look” she says “Silly… I just wanna fuck my future husband senseless tonight.”

Leaning over she pulls my workout shorts down and buries her head in my lap. My cock has been hard for quite a while and Kirsten is totally uninhibited tonight. She expertly works my cock over with her mouth and tongue taking me in all the way and slowly moving up and down the shaft. God, I want to cum so bad and she knows it. I can hear her giggling even with my cock in her mouth. She knows where my limits are and keeps me on edge. But soon there is no turning back and I literally explode in her mouth. She tries to swallow all of it but gags and laughing about it licks my cock clean. Fuck, her tongue feels so good.

“I love you baby” she says still laughing.

“I love you too” want to go upstairs?

“Yeah.”

We head up to our bedroom. When we reach to top of the stairs Kirsten jumps on me from the front and wraps her long legs tightly around me. As she kisses me I carry her into the bedroom and lay her on the bed. She is wearing very short black workout shorts similar to what she was wearing when we first met. She pulled her t-shirt over her head and threw it aside when we were still downstairs so she’s naked except for her shorts. Her cock is very hard and after pulling down her shorts it’s my turn to go to work on her. She’s not the only one who can suck cock like an expert and soon I have her writhing and screaming, begging me to let her come. She has grabbed my head and wrapped her long legs around me. I’m not going anywhere, not that I want to, so I continue to drive her wild. Soon she cums and I’m able to swallow almost all of it. Then I lick up what’s left.

For a long time afterward we just lie there together. We talk about our wedding and what it will be like to grow old together. She says “I don’t think we’ll ever grow old. I can’t imagine my life without you Andy. I hope you don’t mind me saying this but I hope that when we are old and life is shitty we somehow die together. I want to be with you whenever that happens.”

“A lot of couples die within hours of each other Kirsten. Maybe that will happen with us. I couldn’t live without you either.”

“No I mean I hope we die together. I don’t mean suicide, I just want to be with you when it happens. I’ve never really believed in God although I think there’s something beyond this. If not, then I want my last moment to be with you baby.”

Continuing, you say “Do you remember the night we did it on my motorcycle? We could have been killed. I wasn’t afraid. And I could tell you weren’t either. I guess having you fuck me one last time is how I’d like to leave this earth. You have made my life wonderful, Andy.”

“Yeah, I understand what you mean. But I think that will be a long time from now.”

“Sorry for being so morbid Andy. I didn’t mean it like that. I just love you so much.”

“No, I know exactly what you mean Kirsten. I love you.”

It’s been awhile and we are both beginning to recover. Kirsten looks over at me and says “You know what I’m thinking?”

“You want to watch the highlights of the game on ESPN?” I say laughing.

“No silly, I want you to fuck me. I don’t care what you do to me. I want you so bad, Andy. I was thinking we could get killed in Detroit and I’d be thinking shit, why didn’t we fuck each other more when we had the chance? If I wasn’t drunk, I’d have you tie me up downstairs. But I don’t think I’d make it.”

“I’ve got an idea Kirsten. But it’s something we’ve never done before.”

“What is it, honey?”

“Let me ride YOU this time. Just lie there baby. I’ll take care of everything.”

“You mean you’re gonna let me fuck you in the ass?”

“Well since you said it like that… Yeah.”

“Wow baby. You’re still a ‘virgin’ that way. That is SO special to me! I don’t know what to say. Do you know what you’re doing?”

“You’ve ridden me countless times Kirsten and, well, I kind of figured you would help.”

Giggling you say “Sure Andy. I still don’t know what to say. This is really awesome. You better get some of that stuff. Let me help you get ready then you can lower yourself onto me. I love this, baby.”

As Kirsten goes to work I realize how great it feels. I’m very excited and my cock shows it.

“I dunno Andy, maybe you should save yourself for our wedding night” you say giggling. Then “Fuck, you are so tight! It may hurt a little at first. Just try to relax.”

Facing her I gradually lower myself down onto her cock. She helps guide it in and at first it’s a little painful but then she’s inside me. I think about how this is what she feels when I fuck her and that makes me super turned on. What a thing to share with the person you love.

“You’re doing fine sweetie. Now remember you are the one in control. Just move your ass up and down on me, you’ve seen me do it to you God knows how many times. Just do the same thing.”

Slowly I ride her cock. She responds instantly and I can feel the pressure on my prostate. I’ve only ever felt that when I’ve fingered myself or stuck something up there while jacking off. But there’s no comparison to this.

I discover that I can play with her nipples which she loves and it doesn’t take very long before we are both getting close to orgasm. She has been stroking my cock as well and I feel like I’m going to come at any second. I can also tell she is about to cum. Kirsten just smiles at me. Soon we reach the point of no return and she cums inside me as I shoot my load all over her tummy and breasts. God was that for real? It’s hard for me to describe. Knowing that was her inside me. Feeling her warm cum. I collapse on top of her and she takes me in her arms. Holding me she says “I love you baby.”

“I love you too.”

After we separate, we lie next to each other. She gently touches my face and says “That was awesome Andy. You did great. I mean it.”

Totally exhausted, we eventually drift off to sleep. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt closer to you Kirsten.

Copyright © 2017 AMS

[Ghost123]

I do boiler repairs in domestic property. Always had a fantasy for a ladyboy to open the door dressed in latex for her to say "i didnt call you to fix my boiler"

[a9127]

Originally posted Jan. 01, 1997. By Anonymous.

"One night my lover and I were talking and somehow the subject of castration came up. I mentioned I was turned on and intrigued by the idea of being castrated. She revealed that she had a long held secret desire to castrate me. In fact we were both highly excited by the idea. I agreed that she could castrate me someday. Later she left the room for a few minutes and returned with a box of stuff she had gathered together. She then told me to get undressed. I asked her what she had planned. She told me she was going to castrate me. While I undressed she went into the bathroom to get some towels. She put them on the bed and instructed me to lay down on them. Next I allowed her to tie my hands and feet to the bed. As I lie there she arranged things on her bed side table. Feeling a nervous excitement I looked over and saw the items that she had taken out of the box. Included was a brand new Xacto knife still in its packaging. A wave of fear came over me. Just a little while ago we were talking about a subject that excited both of us and now, less than two hours latter, here I am in imminent danger of losing my testicles. Excuse me I said I think I have had a change of mind. Could we hold off on this for now. No she said as she bent down to plug in a small soldering iron. I had agreed to it and she had fantasized about castrating me for years and she was going to do it now. I feel a damp cold on my scrotum as she washes it with soap and water, then alcohol which leaves a lingering burning sensation and finally iodine solution. My testicles tingle with a sense of their impending doom. As I try to reason with her she tells me to shut up. My heart races with excitement and dread as she opens the Xacto knife. I wince in pain as she pulls the bottom of my scrotum with one hand and slices it off with the knife. I feel faint and funny as she secures and burns through the cord of first my little (right) and then my big (left) testicle with the soldering iron. The air is filled with the smoke and smell of burned flesh. Hold still she commands as she places a few dabs of super glue and band-aids to hold the cut ends of my empty scrotum together. She leaves the room but quickly returns. Now I again feel cold as she puts an ice bag against my groin. How does it feel to be a eunuch she asks? It hurts like hell I answer. I keep ice on my wound for the rest of that night and take some advil for the pain. I also take some antibiotics we have in our medicine chest. Apart from walking a little funny for a few days I heel without any trouble. Folks, I would not recommend that you try this at home. It was a very painful and a rather bloody experience. I am told that I was lucky to have not come down with a major life threatening infection. My sexual desire went from a very high level to non existent. I suffered from hot and cold flashes and mood swings. (To this day I often have phantom testicular pain and sometimes feel the bottom, missing, part of my scrotum is being pinched.) I finally went to my doctor who was alarmed at hearing my story. Since then I have been receiving testosterone injections. My lover keeps my testicles pickled in a jar. She says it is her proof of what a castrating bitch she really is. She says she loves being serviced by her personal eunuch, and, since I started the testosterone therapy, for her sex has never been better."

[DannyBoy1]

My fantasy is simply be on my knees and have a young slim petite ts-girl stand over me as i worship her cock then i'll go face down ass up and let her fuck me doggy style and when i'm more experienced i'd love to on my knees back to back with a bottom female and have about 10 girls stand around us as we take turns worshipping their cocks then me and the girl get spit roasted and gang banged side by side and loads of cum in our mouth to spit back and fourth and play with.

[a9127]

Originally Posted by a9127

Originally posted Jan. 01, 1997. By Anonymous.

My wife reads my stories. She said the "castration" one was "dumb" (even though it wasn't mine ) and says she can imagine me as a teenager giggling over it. She thinks I should do more with "Cindy" if I ever decide to write another one. She also liked the "Halloween" story and the one about me tying up a girl in class. She knows I would do something like that.

[Cute Sack]

Those are two hot fantasies tlover. Sounds like you've spent your fair share of time at TS Seduction.

Mine is to be sandwiched between two hot trannies, fucking and being fucked at the same time. The bottom t-girl is a petite redhead with pearly skin glistening with sweat. I fuck her missionary, kissing her deeply and feeling her full nipples against my chest. As I fuck her she gets hard and leaks precum all over her soft stomach and my abs. The blood fills her thick penis and her nipples soften as she nears orgasm. Her breathing gets ragged and her tight sphincter massages my cock. Her sweaty balls mash against mine as she moans like a little whore into my mouth.

Meanwhile the top girl is a black-eyed latina with a d-cup and a thick 7" cock. She's brutally fucking my ass, making me her bitch. She fucks me right into the bottom girl's ass, flexing her muscular stomach to force every inch into me. She has huge swinging nuts full of cum, slapping against me on every thrust. She's digging her fingers into my trim thighs, hissing in my ear that I'm her little bitch. I pull my tongue out of the redhead's mouth long enough to turn back and kiss her, feeling her tongue licking my face. Minute by minute she's getting more forceful and her breathing is getting raspy and shallow. She can't hold out any more and holds my hips in place. With one hard, slow thrust she sinks all the way into me and starts spurting hot seed deep into my bowels. I can feel it fluttering in my stomach as I lean back on her voluptuous breasts, mashing her brown nipples into my back.

My cock is spasming in the bottom's tight pink asshole. I'm grabbing her tits and kneading them between my finger's making her squeal with pleasure. I'm draining my full balls into her tight ass, with her writhing on my cock and shooting hot warm seed all over her cute little stomach. The three of us are collapsing together in a sweaty mess. I'm kissing both of them and rubbing against their soft bodies and softening members, making them both sigh with pleasure as the three of us drift off to sleep.

[a994]

Here's my fantasy: After being with a few transladies with small penises, I somehow end up in a room surrounded by Mariana Cordoba, Angeles Cid, Sabrina Suzuki, Alexandria Bittencourt, and Nicole Big Caliber. I ask "what's going on?" and Mariana replies, "This is an intervention. We need to talk to you about your avoiding us large-tooled women."

"Yeah, you need to stop being scared of us big girls," Sabrina says.

"You need to let us have your tight behind and stretch you out," Angeles says sweetly.

After a few minutes of this, Mariana says, "We have designed a therapy program for you. You will spend the entire weekend with us and you will suck each of us, then you will take each of our rock-hard tools down your throat and up your backside, and you will swallow all of our sperm."

"So you can either go back outside where it's raining, or you can stay here and get gang-raped by five beautiful and horny transwomen" Angeles then told me.

So what did I choose? Let me put it this way: I'll finally be able to take a seat sometime in 2015.

[trannylover1]

Originally Posted by tlover

Whats your favorite shemale wanking fantasy.

One i have involves me being in jail one of the guards turns out to be a gorgeous buxom shemale and just before she locks me in every night she closes the prison door and has her wicked way with me, making me suck her thick cock then pounding my ass while her big tits press into my face and chest

My fave fantasy - i think ive told before involves me falling i love with a beautiful sexy girl marrying her as a virgin only to discover on our honeymoon she actually shemale.

Anyway do you have a favorite shemale fantasy you love to wank off to, tell us a little about it.

Lately one of my favorite fantasies is being well used by two hot shemales.

I guess that this fantasy was brought on after reading a very long and dirty review of an experience with the Lovely Ellen from Denmark an one of the scandinavian websites.

[TrannyLover82]

My fave fantasy is a energetic fuck-fest with an open-minded GG, and an open-minded, versatile, bisexual TG. The TG and I would take turns fucking the GG, then the GG and I would take turns sucking the TG's cock before I fuck the TG.

[purpleglove]

Hi,
A beautiful Shemale wearing long leather gloves thats my fantasy.

[Nadlong]

I wud wana b fuckd by two .. N make em cum more than once, while i try not to cum till d vry end.. N then cum handsfree.. Would wana live those past days experiences again..

[Nadlong]

Mine would be to play d role of a hot shemale, n being banged passionately..

[ILoveTgirls]

I had my fantasy fulfilled when I lived in L.A. The girl was an escort but she was beautiful, small, and had a nice cock! It was supposed to be an hour, but after I gave her a massive rim job, we started kissing and she fucked me and I fucked her. It lasted 3 hours and she was upset that I came early. She wanted me to spend the night, but I had to go home to sleep a few hours before I went to work. I've regretted it ever since because I lost her number and I think we could've been a couple the way she treated me and I treated her. I still have fantasies and dreams about her. I miss her.

[Smallguy123]

I'd love to be dominated and humiliated by a t girl with a really big dick. I'd imagine us hooking up for the first time and she discovering that I have a small or is. She would make fun of how muh smaller I was than she and would only give me a handjob but nothing more. She would force me to stare at as worship her big penis and force me to jerk her off.

[S_lover]

First nice dinner,kissing,tasting,deep blowjobs and deep and hard fucking all night.

[franalexes]

Ila
tenting in my bed.

no other details necessary.

[LeeIII]

Originally Posted by franalexes

Ila
tenting in my bed.

no other details necessary.

nice very nice

[redrider96_nj]

My current fantasy and favorite videos to watch - is getting gang banged. I'd like to be used by 4 or 6 she males - orally and anally - as much as they want.

[a9127]

My birthday is coming up next month. I haven’t been with many women in my lifetime (I was a virgin until I was 35 ) so I drive down to Washington street on the Southside of Indy in my beat up Ford Fiesta hoping to pick up a “shemale streetwalker” for some fun. We make eye contact and you come over. I’ve never done this before and I’m SO glad you’re not a cop. You seem friendly enough and we agree to details.

I give you my address. You say “Zionsville? Isn’t that where all the rich people live?” “No. Actually I live in a trailer out in the country.” “Oh. OK… see you then sweetie.” I can’t wait. On my birthday, you surprise me by inviting all your escort friends over. Since I’m unemployed and can’t pay, you say “no problem, you fat fuck, we’ll just take it out on your ass.” I am easy to overpower because I’m really 5’6” 300 lbs. and out of shape from not exercising and all the drugs I’ve done.

Stripping me naked you tie me to the bed face down and laughing say “You are an anal virgin aren’t you? I can always tell. Well you won’t be after today!” You and all of your friends take turns fucking me and then sing “Happy Birthday” while you jack off cumming all over my face.

[a9127]

Already having asked her to marry me (“A Long Weekend”), in this story, Kirsten and I go for a “ride” on my motorcycle…

Last Saturday I went into the garage and found Kirsten sitting on my Harley. “Oh. Hi Andy. Sorry. I was just checking it out. I can’t believe how massive it is. I haven’t ridden anything like this before and I was just wondering what it felt like.” “Have you ever been on a motorcycle?” I ask.

“Just a little dirt bike when I was maybe 10. Nothing like this.”

“No problem Kirsten, if you want, we can go for a ride later.”

Giggling you say “Sure. Anytime with you baby… Oh, you mean on the bike?”

“Well, first we’ll have to make a trip to the Harley dealership and get you a helmet and something to wear. Then we can go riding around here. This is one thing I’m not going to be silly about. I’ve had two friends who were killed. Cars and trucks aren’t forgiving. Neither is asphalt. We’ll have to get you some boots and you can’t wear shorts. I don’t want anything happening to those legs.”

“OK. Whatever you say Andy.”

Much later that day we come back with all your stuff. We’ll worry about paying for it later—that’s what credit cards are for. “Kirsten, the first thing is learning how to sit on the bike properly. And I want to make sure you know what everything does.”

“OK. Great. I’ll be right back!” When you return I’m stunned. I don’t remember you looking quite like this in the store when you were trying on different outfits. Your black leather pants are so tight and your jacket is unzipped down to your waist. Your boots make you about 6’2” so your legs look even longer than usual. You must have spent the last hour working on your hair and makeup. Somehow I think this first “lesson” is going to be more fun than I thought…

“I wanted to look good for you, Andy.”

“You always look good Kirsten.” We spend the next few minutes with you sitting behind me as I explain all the controls and what to watch out for. I also make sure you know where to put your feet and that you remember to hold on to me tightly.

“Like this?” you giggle as you lean your head against me and “accidentally” let one hand slip down to my crotch running it over my growing hard on. “Kirsten, I’m serious. You could fall off and get killed if you do something like that when we’re on the highway!”

“Sorry Andy, I’ll be sooooo serious from now on” you say frowning. Then “I think I’ve got it. Hey! Why don’t you let ME sit up front and you show me again how everything works!” After switching positions, I ask if you remember anything about your dirt bike. “A little. I learned how to shift and brake.” “Well this thing weighs over 700 pounds. But basically it works the same way.”

Before I can finish the “lesson” you begin flirting with me again. Your ass looks fantastic in leather and you know it. “I want to take YOU for a ride, Andy. I love having your arms tight around me. All I can think about now is your cock inside me.” You lean your head way back and we kiss. I reach inside your unzipped jacket and feel your breasts. Your nipples are hard and the leather jacket makes you hot and sweaty. As we continue kissing I gently stroke your hard cock through your leather pants as you rub your sexy ass up against me.

“I’ve got an idea. Let me get off for a sec…” You climb off and remove your boots and leather pants. But not your jacket. Putting your boots back on, you climb on the bike and holding the handlebars, bend over, straddling the bike with your long legs spread very wide. You turn your head around and we kiss passionately as I lean over and run my hands all over your gorgeous body and ass and up and down your thighs. I tease your nipples and kiss you on the neck. When our mouths meet again you playfully bite me on the lip. “You know how I like it baby…” you say in a husky voice. Fucking you very hard from behind, reaching around I stroke your cock. Naturally we make lots of noise. “Ohhhhh…. Fuck yesss… God…” For a moment I wonder if the neighbors can hear us but I don’t really care. When we cum I shoot my load inside of you and you shoot yours all over the gas tank and seat.

After we recover you look back at me with a naughty smile and say “Sorry I messed up your ‘riding lesson’ Andy. I guess I’ve been a bad girl…” “Kirsten, you really are amazing. I love you.” “I love you too Andy.” Then you add “You know I’m looking forward to taking a motorcycle trip with you. I’d love to meet your family in Michigan. Until then I want to park that thing in our bedroom. That was fucking awesome. Let’s do it again!”

Copyright © 2016 AMS

[franalexes]

For those that may not know about the above post,
A "Harley" as a secondary tool, is a very expensive vibrator. ( not my choice of use.)
But, it works.

[Pollux]

"A Ride on my Harley"

That's really a good story Andy!

And thanks for the extra info Fran.

[moloch]

My fantasy is to find a stunning shemale and a female. Live the rest of my life with the both of them in sexual bliss.

[LuvTSLB]

WoW . . Awesome thread ! There are so may GR8, and detailed responses.

My response is short..and sweeeeet. My Favourite Shemale fantasy is Me, and 2 (or more) Trans, Gettin' It On

But really want to find the 'one' to be with, everyday

[a9127]

I noticed you the moment you walked into the bar. All during the evening I had been checking you out. And I could tell you were checking me out as well. Eventually we made eye contact. I went over and offered to buy you a drink. At just a little over 6'4", mid 30's, with a football player's build and (so I've been told... LOL) a nice ass, I'm used to getting hit on frequently. In fact I was an All-American linebacker at Michigan State and played two years in the NFL before tearing my ACL. Fortunately I finished my degree, saved my money, and started my own company. Now it’s one of the largest Business Analytics solution providers in the world. I’ve had so many beautiful women in my lifetime that picking up somebody in a bar is no big deal. But there is something very special about you. You seem different somehow from all the others. Maybe it’s your smile. Your self-confidence. The way you laugh. Or the way you looked at me when our eyes first met. I don’t know how else to explain it—but I felt like you knew me. There’s no question that you are absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. But something else makes me want you more than any woman I’ve ever had. What’s funny is that I’m actually a little nervous approaching you because I don’t want to mess this up. Close up you are even more beautiful and I notice how blue your eyes are. You are a little taller than I first thought, maybe 5'9". And I would guess you are about 24 or 25. Through your cropped t-shirt I can see the outline of your natural breasts and can't help but notice your toned abs. Your tight jeans nicely show off your long shapely legs, perfect ass, and a very sexy bulge. The attraction clearly is mutual. We talked for a while and it wasn't long before you climbed into my black Lamborghini Aventador and came back with me to my place. The warm summer night is magnificent and there’s a full moon. We chat a little on the way and it’s obvious there is definite “chemistry.” The gate opens automatically and we pull around the circular driveway. I leave the car sitting there not even bothering to park. Just inside the front door alone in the dark entry way, with moonlight streaming in through the windows, we kiss for the first time. Things progress rapidly and as I grab your ass and pull you close to me I feel your hardening cock against mine begging for attention.

Getting down on my knees I unzip your jeans to reveal a perfect 7" cut cock. I take you into my mouth and slowly bring you ever so close to the edge. Then suddenly I stop. You ask why. "I have something very special planned. Tonight will be a night you will never forget. Like another drink?" You say “sure.” I go to the bar and make us both a Bacardi 151 and Coke. We sit down on the couch and quickly finish our drinks. You giggle as I down mine in one gulp. “Not in a hurry are you?” We kiss again and soon we are all over each other, feeling each other up, tearing at each other’s clothes, knocking over furniture, and generally trashing my living room. This “wrestling match” ends with you on top sucking my raging hard on. God, I want you so bad. It takes all of my self-control to keep from fucking you right there on the living room floor. It’s only because of what I have in mind for you later that I don’t. With your long strawberry-blonde hair, beautiful face, freckled nose, pretty blue eyes, amazingly fit body, and muscular legs that are to die for you look like a dream. A dream who at the moment is pinning me to the ground with her thighs, giving me a blow job. Could this night get any better?

When you pause for a moment I ask if I could show you something. Sitting up, you give me that “look” and say "OK…" then follow me downstairs through a heavy steel door. I tell most people who visit that it’s a “tornado shelter.” Very few guests have ever been down there. Dimly lit, it’s difficult to see much at first. For a minute I'm not sure if you are going to say "get me the hell out of here," scream for help, or maybe dial 911. While you are checking out the “furnishings,” you reveal that you have often fantasized about being tied up and had even experimented with bondage in a previous relationship but never anything like this. You explain to me that it’s hard to trust someone that much. I can tell that you were about to say something else but then you look up at me, adding that while you don’t like pain, you are really turned on by the idea of being at the mercy of a powerful lover and have often wondered what it would be like with the right person. You describe some of the more extreme things you have seen on the Internet and how you have often wished you could be one of the models in those videos. From the way you talk I can tell that this really excites you. Looking straight into your eyes I ask if you trust me. You say "yes" and then kiss me. Without saying anything further, I blindfold you, take you gently by the hand and lead you to a specially designed chair in the center of the room. You seem to know exactly what I want you to do.

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[a9127]

Continued from Part 1 above...

After everything is ready, I remove the blindfold. With the torches on the walls now lit, the room looks like a dungeon with a large mirror on the wall facing you. You are tightly bound to the chair with leather straps. Your legs are spread very far apart leaving your cock, balls, and ass completely vulnerable. Without air conditioning, the temperature down here during the summer often reaches over 90 degrees Fahrenheit. Your exquisite body glistens with sweat. Saying “I promised you this would be a night you wouldn't forget…" I lean over and we share a very long, passionate, open-mouthed kiss. I ask if it’s OK to gag you. You nod “yes” and open wide as I insert a rubber penis gag and buckle it in place. I know you’re not going anywhere so I take my time exploring every part of your incredible body—your breasts, your thighs, your ass. But I pay special attention to your nipples and cock. You moan softly through your gag and look at me with those beautiful blue eyes. I smile as I look back at you. I sense a little anxiety but mostly excitement and anticipation. I would never hurt you. But right now I can tell you aren't 100% sure of that. We had agreed beforehand on a safe “signal” to use if anything wasn’t right and you wanted me to stop and release you. And I would. But you don’t use it. I can tell that you are very turned on as your cock is hard and there is already precum flowing from it. I reach down and ever so lightly run my fingers along the shaft and around the head and as I do you strain against the straps and let out an "mmmph!" I start to jack you off but before you can cum I stop and concentrate on tormenting the head of your cock with my mouth and tongue. It is amazing how sensitive the area around the glans is. When I begin to slowly stroke your cock, you scream through the gag and buck wildly against your bonds. I can tell from your eyes you desperately want to cum. "Maybe after a few more hours…" I say playfully. The look in your eyes this time says “Fuck you, you bastard!” But I also take note of the fact that you don’t indicate that you want me to stop.

Searching through my collection I find something called a "gates of hell." "This will be fun" I say and kneeling between your legs I fit the rubber rings over your cock and balls making sure everything is tight. I kiss your thighs and holding your cock gently in my hand, I take a surgical steel “sound” and carefully guide it ever so slowly, deep inside you. Although I use lubricant, there is so much precum that it slides in easily. I can tell you’ve never had this done to you before. At first I don’t know if you like it or not. Very slowly, I pull the sound back out and slide it back in, fucking your cock. You close your eyes as you lean your head back and sigh. After a few minutes your cock is throbbing, desperately trying to escape its restraints. As you grip the arms of the chair, the noises you are making through your gag tell me that you are thoroughly enjoying this “torture.” I look into your eyes again. They are soft and beautiful as you look back at me and I wonder what you’re thinking. I know what I’m thinking. I think you are the most beautiful and amazing girl I’ve ever met and I’m hoping that tonight is just the start of something wonderful. Before this night is over I want to give you the most mind-blowing orgasm you have ever had in your life.

During our fun and games my own cock has become incredibly hard and I also need to cum very badly. At this point I’m sure neither one of us can stand it much longer. I remove the “gates of hell” and rubber gag. We kiss for a long time and you tell me that you are ready. The chair you to which you are bound was designed to hold someone in such a way as to allow anal penetration from the front. I should know, I built it. I have always preferred this position to going in from behind. It’s just so much more intimate to me. Your ass is very tight and I proceed slowly and gently using plenty of lubricant. The feeling of being inside of you is indescribable and I try to relax so I don’t cum too soon. As we fuck, my 9” cock massages your prostate with each stroke. The pace speeds up and soon we pass the point of no return. Looking into each other’s eyes we cum at the same time. The feeling as I explode inside of you is beyond intense, a release of all the sexual tension that has been building up since we met. It’s like I can’t stop cumming. The wave after wave of pleasure that accompanies this causes me to blackout for a second. You arch your back and let out the loudest scream I’ve ever heard. Every muscle in your body stands out. Your own orgasm is so powerful that you break a couple of the straps holding you to the chair. You shoot a huge load and your semen is thick and creamy. Some of it gets on my face and I lick it off. It tastes great. Afterwards, you lie back motionless with your eyes closed. Your body appears totally relaxed. It almost looks like you have passed out. For a brief moment I think I see a smile on your face. Still inside of you, I hold you gently and rest my head between your breasts just listening to you breathe and the sound of your heart beating. Totally exhausted and completely covered in sweat, we lie there together for a while. I feel closer to you than I have to anyone. Ever. Once I have regained enough strength, I help you undo the remaining straps, then both of us head upstairs and take a shower together. We don't say anything to each other. We don't need to. I have an extra bath robe that you put on, and after you have finished drying your hair, you climb into bed. The sun is just beginning to come up. Somehow you look even more amazing. As you snuggle up to me I tell you “I love you.” You pull closer and say "I love you too."

Copyright © 2016 AMS

[a9127]

After I get off my shift at Pizza Hut, I drive across Detroit to the worst part of town and pick you up in my rusted out Ford Pinto. You are only 29 but all the drugs you have done make you look 60. You say “What’s up asshole?" I say “Not much.” You climb in and we go back to your crummy 1 bedroom apartment. The elevator is out of order so we have to climb 7 flights of stairs. I’m so out of shape that you have to drag me across the doorway. Before you transitioned, you were a bodybuilder so you are still very strong. We open a bottle of Jack and smoke a joint. You say “Christ, you are a pathetic little motherfucker…” and throw me on the bed. First you make me suck your dick till you come all over my face then you chain me to the bed and proceed to whip me with your belt then fuck me in the ass, hard. Blindfolding me you say “I have a surprise for you dickhead…” I can tell there are other people in the room. You say “Show us your tiny cock, dumbass.” I pull my little stub out of my pants. All your friends start laughing. “It looks like a fucking clit” someone says. “OK. Show us what you can do…” you tell me. Kneeling in the middle of all your friends I begin to jack off. Fully erect, my cock only measures about 2”. When I do finally cum it’s just a dribble. Laughing, your friends all shoot their loads onto my face and a couple piss on me.

When it’s over you say “See you next time, loser!” and kick me down the first flight of stairs. “Fuck you” I say. Very drunk, I stagger down the remaining flights, manage to find my Pinto and drive back across town to my filthy trailer where I climb into bed, smoke another joint, and go to sleep alone.

[lordscott]

My dream wedding is that i found myself a virgin shemale and that she waits till marriage like me since I'm a virgin,I'm saving my virginity til marriage & i expect her to do the same and on our wedding night well you'll get what i mean so i don't need to feel in the blanks do i i properly will not/never find a virgin shemale anyway more likely she'll be a none-virgin & i doubt she'll like a guy with a small penis like me anyway.

Since I'm cursed that i have a small penis sorry for that repeat and those of you who have the same curse as me then you'll understand what i mean and understand my concerns like i said this is not really my shemale fantasy it's more of my dream wedding with a shemale if i did end up finding a a virgin shemale that she waist till marriage like me .

[a9127]

The following is based on events in The Open Cybersex Roleplay Thread as well as my earlier Kirsten stories:

As soon as Kirsten and I got home we started talking about Shawn’s party.

“That was really like totally rude for us to leave like that. Let’s go back!” she says.

“I agree. But you will have to drive baby, I still have too much of a buzz.”

“OK. I’m going to change into something more comfortable. We’ll take my bike and you can sit behind me. Yeah, and there’s something else I want to do…”

When you come downstairs, you are wearing your motorcycle boots, short leather jacket and the sexiest black panties that do little to hide anything. You smile at me and head out to the garage. I think I know what you have in mind…

Hearing your Harley firing up, I go to check on you and you say “Omigod! You wouldn’t believe the texts I’ve been getting about Shawn, ila, and Red! It sounds so sexy!” Climbing on I say “don’t forget your helmet.”

“Fuck my helmet! Just once Andy, I want to do it with you on the bike. You know I’m a careful rider. You taught me everything. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna have an accident.” My better judgment says we shouldn’t be doing this but you look SO fucking hot and the idea of sex with you while we’re riding is just too much to resist. Plus I haven’t come since two nights ago…

“Where are we going?” I ask.

“Back to Shawn’s but I thought we’d take the long way.”

Skillfully you merge onto the Interstate and head North. It’s the middle of the night so there is little traffic. It has been unseasonably warm here lately with temperatures in the 80’s (F). At 3 am it’s still in the mid 70’s and there’s a half-moon. You look back at me and we kiss then you turn your attention back to the road.

Carefully I reach inside your jacket and feel your breasts. Your nipples are hard and you moan and lean back slightly and rub your ass against my now rock hard cock. I’m so turned on but at the same time amazed that you can maintain expert control of the motorcycle under the circumstances. Gradually I run my hands all the way down your body to your thighs.

Lightly I start to stroke your cock through your panties. You look back at me and smile but shake your head “no.” The look in your eyes is saying “I’d love that Andy, but you’ve got to be fucking kidding. You want me to lose control of this thing and hit a tree?” so I stop.

You slow down, stand up slightly, and scoot back a little. I move forward so that I’m under you. Pulling your panties to one side with your left hand, you gradually work your ass down onto my cock. Unlike the time we made out on my motorcycle in the garage ("A Ride on my Harley") this is potentially dangerous and it’s important that you control all the action.

As you pay attention to the highway, I hold onto you and we fuck each other, very slowly at first and totally “in synch” and it isn’t long before we cum. God it feels so good! Having gone that long without an orgasm, I ejaculate deep inside you and it feels like it won’t stop. My cum runs down the back of your thighs and also the seat and I almost lose my grip. Fortunately, you grab my arm and keep me from falling off.

How we did all that without getting killed I’ll never know. You are thinking the same thing. We both start laughing. You turn around and kiss me. I hold you tightly around the waist and lay my head on your shoulder. The wind blows your beautiful long blonde hair in my face. Over the loudness of the Harley I can hear you yelling “That was awesome baby! I love you!” Pulling over at a rest stop, we get cleaned up and change clothes. Then we head back to Shawn’s party.

Copyright © 2016 AMS

[a9127]

I have never travelled much and after my retirement decided to visit Thailand because I’ve heard so much about it. I was excited during the long plane trip and my anticipation grew with each passing hour. I knew that I would meet the ladyboy of my dreams and maybe even take her back to the US where she could live with me.

It was nighttime when I arrived and the first thing I did was head to the nearest bar. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen approached me and offered to buy me a drink. As I downed it I began to feel dizzy. Then everything went dark.

When I woke up I couldn’t move. Nor could I see. I soon realized that I was encased in a tight rubber bag and bound with leather straps. They had placed a rubber hood over my head and my mouth had something very large in it. It felt like a rubber cock! And my ass had an even larger one inserted deeply. I could only breathe through tubes placed up my nose. The rubber was very hot and I was very uncomfortable. Strangely it seemed that my cock was the only part of me that was exposed as it was rock hard and I could feel air circulating around it. Soon I could hear someone talking—it sounded like the girl from the bar. She laughed and said “Silly tourist you came here looking for fun now I’m going to make sure you have fun.” She removed the rubber cock and replaced it with her own. Then she made me suck her huge cock which must have been at least 9 or 10 inches long. It was so big I almost choked. Then she came, shooting her load down my throat. I coughed and gagged as she made me swallow every bit of it. Locking the rubber gag back in place she began to go to work on my own cock. Giggling at how "small" it was, her expert fingers teased me for what seemed like an eternity. Then she slowly milked me—not allowing me to come. Afterward she locked me in a tight chastity device and said “If you are good, maybe in a month I’ll let you cum.” “Now you are my sex slave for life!” she said as I heard her walk away. Left in total darkness desperately needing to cum, I lay there wondering what was next…

[a9127]

In my lifetime I have met many celebrities. Mostly in sports and auto racing. My career is teaching and it just so happens that our university is located not far from the Indy 500 track. I am “chair” of the “Motorsports Management” program and also have a consulting practice. Many local celebrities are clients. Almost daily I run into players from the Colts, Pacers, Indiana Fever and of course auto racing. I am no stranger to athletics as I was once a starting linebacker for a “Big 10” university. I have also raced cars as an amateur. I have many friends that have played in the NFL. When I was very young my dad was transferred to New York City and we used to see famous people regularly. My favorite was probably Liza Minnelli who smiled at me while we were riding the subway. My dad's career was in advertising and sales so he came into contact with people from movies and TV as part of his job. Very similar to my own situation.

As a boy, like many my age, Michael Jordan was my biggest sports idol. When I was very young I discovered exercise as a way to increase strength and gain self esteem as well as excel at sports. I also happened to become friends at around age 12 with a very feminine boy that identified as a girl who lived down the street from us. I have told her story elsewhere on TLB. Her name was Stephanie. We were much more than friends, we became lovers and dated throughout high-school. She was in fact my first girlfriend.

I had many posters in my room as a teenager. Most were car, sports, or music related, many were popular actresses from TV. One was a former Olympic Decathlon champion. I believe from the 1976 games which happened a few years before I was born. His accomplishments made him very famous and he was married to a gorgeous model in real life.

Interestingly enough although clearly “male” I found his appearance, with his long hair, short shorts, and tight tank top to be somewhat “feminine.” He was well muscled but not in the way of say “Arnold” or even myself. One time alone in my room I started jacking off to his poster. I guess I just found him “hot” at the time. LOL I remember having a very powerful orgasm and mostly just glad that my mom didn’t walk in on me. It never bothered me however. One, I didn’t think it was “wrong” or “gay” or whatever even back then. Two, you will remember I was dating someone who was transgender at the time. It never occurred again. But many years later he resurfaced as the star of a reality show and then one day announced he was transitioning. As a woman she ended up on the cover of a popular magazine and while she is more than 30 years older than me I find her even more attractive today.

[a9127]

A picture is worth a thousand words...

[a9127]

Ever since I was in 6th grade and played sports I’ve always been into working out. Except for a couple times when I was sick or had surgery I’ve never missed a workout. Even earlier this year, I had surgery for a “sports hernia” and was back in the gym less than 24 hours after being on the operating table. My doctor had told me not to lift “over 10 pounds.” Yeah, right… LOL Well, I did back off. A little. As I get on into my 30’s it is really starting to pay off. Usually I like to go late at night. There is a gym that is open 24 hours just down the street from me and typically I workout around 1 or 2 AM. Usually there is no one else there. Maybe some “older guy” who just wants to use the treadmill but that’s it. I don’t go to “socialize” either. I have lots of opportunities to meet people and I’m not lacking for any kind of “social life.” Recently here in Indiana, it’s been very hot and humid with severe storms and temperatures well into the 80’s (F) even at that time of night. The air conditioner is usually turned “down” at night. Members can’t access the thermostat so it’s usually warm. I like that.

Around 1:30 I hear the door and see you walk in. I’ve never seen you here before. You are definitely not an “old man with insomnia.” At 6’ tall with long bleached blond hair you are absolutely stunning. Even with your clothes on it’s obvious you have the body of an athlete. You are too far away for me to say hello and besides I’m sure you didn’t come here to get hit on. I go about my business and you go into one of the dressing rooms to change. When you come out, it’s kind of hard not to notice how amazing looking you are. You are wearing maybe the shortest black shorts I’ve ever seen and a grey tank top. You have the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen and legs that are totally to die for. Your arms are muscular and you clearly have a well defined upper body. I’ve seen professional athletes that aren’t in as great shape as you are. As much as I’d love to approach you, I don’t, so I continue with my workout pretending that I didn’t notice you. All I’m thinking is “if there really IS a God…”

For such a large place, there is only one drinking fountain. And of course purely by chance we both end up there. We make eye contact and you smile at me. I say “Hi” and we both resume our workouts. About half an hour later, our “circuits” have brought us to the same area and you ask me if I “still need the lat machine?” I say “no.” And then add “I’m glad I’m not the only one who’s up this late…” dumb, but that’s all I could think of. LOL Looking over at the bench press you say “wow that’s a lot of weight!” As I’m usually by myself I didn’t bother to unload it. There are five 45 pound plates on each side. Then, noticing my t-shirt you ask me “if I played football there.” You also ask me if I ever played for the Colts. I say “Yes, a long time ago. But no, I never made it to the NFL. My senior year I really fucked up my knees and that was that.” You reply, “I’m sorry you got hurt. I used to play too. I was a Wide Receiver. What position did you play?” “Middle Linebacker and occasionally Defensive End.” Laughing you say “Oh. So you were one of those ‘bad boys’?” Continuing, you add “You know, I love sports but I never thought I was big enough for football. And as I got older I realized that I was doing it mostly for my family. By the way, my name’s Kirsten.” “I’m Andy, nice to meet you.” We talk for a while about the university we both attended, and it turns out we actually lived in the same dorm! Only you are seven years younger than me. Your major was Chemistry and you work at Eli Lilly. You ask me what I do and I tell you that I went back to school got my Doctorate, teach at a university in downtown Indianapolis and have a consulting practice. It turns out we have a lot in common and I ask you if you would like to go out somewhere after we finish working out. You say “In Indianapolis? At this time of night? Why don’t you just come back to my place?”

Zionsville is not very large and it turns out you live in one of the apartment complexes near me. You ask where I live. I say “Stonegate, we’re practically neighbors.” After we go back to your apartment, you ask what I would like, I say “anything’s OK.” “Anything?” you say giving me a sly look. Making us both a Jack and Coke you join me on the couch and we talk for a while. After a couple of drinks you say “It’s really hard to meet a nice guy. I’d like to get to know you better, Andy.” Normally I’m the one that makes the “first move” but before I get a chance you are on top of me. We kiss and our hands are all over each other. We are still wearing our “workout” clothes. I run my hands up your thighs and feel your firm ass through your tight shorts. As we make out I can feel your cock getting hard. You pull your tank top off and practically rip my shirt off. Sitting on the couch you lean back with your arms stretched out and spread your legs far apart. Kneeling between your legs, I pull the waistband of your shorts down revealing your beautiful cock. It is one of the biggest I have ever seen. And you are already dripping pre cum. I say “God, Kirsten, you are so gorgeous” and proceed to suck you ever so slowly. I can tell exactly when you are about to cum and back off slightly keeping you on edge. You moan, and say “Oh God Andy, that’s like torture, I love it! Fuck that feels good.” Eventually I “let” you cum and you literally explode in my mouth. Your cum tastes great and I swallow all of it. You arch your back and wrap your legs around me. Then you collapse onto the sofa. You say, “That was awesome Andy, now it’s my turn…” Trading places you pull my shorts off and go to work on me. You start by playfully biting my nipples and slowly working your way down. You lick my cockhead and shaft and then begin to slowly suck me off. Just like I did to you. You tease me ever so slowly that when I finally do cum it feels like it won’t stop. Afterward we lie close together and you say “I think that you are the best workout partner I’ve ever had, Andy.” “You too Kirsten” I say. We have another drink and sitting up, you look at me and say “I’d like to show you my bedroom. I know you live close by but you are welcome to spend the night. I’ve really enjoyed tonight. I’m glad we met.” “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere, Kirsten. I’ve had a great time too.”

We are both a little drunk and giggling we lean on each other as we manage to make it to your bedroom. Your bed is huge and on each corner it looks like there is some kind of “attachment” and on the headboard there are metal rings. I can feel myself getting hard again. You notice this and smiling at me you say “so you like this kind of thing?” We stand there naked and start kissing and feeling each other up all over again. Barefoot we aren’t really that far apart in height. You are only four inches shorter than me and I work my way down, kissing your neck, your breasts, your incredible abs, and your thighs. When I start to suck your cock, you stop me and say “Andy, this time I want you to fuck me. I love to be tied up and I can tell you are someone I can trust. Do whatever you want sweetie.” As you lay back on the bed I tie your wrists and ankles to the bedposts. You say “Andy, this bed can do much more than that… look underneath.” Looking under the bed I discover a “ratchet like” mechanism. I ask you “are you sure about this Kirsten?” “Yes I’m sure. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.” Slowly I turn the ratchet and soon you are tightly stretched spread eagle on the bed. I am very careful not to hurt you. Every muscle in your body stands out. God you look so fucking hot. I feel like I could cum without even touching myself. I can tell you are so turned on that your cock seems even bigger than before and the precum is flowing. I find some oil and gently massage your amazing body occasionally stopping to stroke your cock. You just moan and say “that feels so incredible, I can’t wait to have you inside me.” When the time is right I undo your legs and tie them to the headboard. Your legs are spread so far apart and your ass is in the perfect position. Climbing onto the bed I enter you very carefully using lots of lubricant and begin to fuck you. Slowly at first. As we both cum the feeling is even more intense than the first time. Your cum shoots up onto your stomach and breasts. We both lie there for a while. Then I untie you. I stroke your hair and look down at you. You touch my face and smile at me. “That was the most incredible first date I’ve ever had, Kirsten. What would you like to do next time?” “How about a movie?” you say.

Copyright © 2016 AMS

[jackalonesa]

Originally Posted by tlover

Whats your favorite shemale wanking fantasy.

One i have involves me being in jail one of the guards turns out to be a gorgeous buxom shemale and just before she locks me in every night she closes the prison door and has her wicked way with me, making me suck her thick cock then pounding my ass while her big tits press into my face and chest

My fave fantasy - i think ive told before involves me falling i love with a beautiful sexy girl marrying her as a virgin only to discover on our honeymoon she actually shemale.

Anyway do you have a favorite shemale fantasy you love to wank off to, tell us a little about it.

gooood!!!!

Originally Posted by jbl4000

MY shemale fantasy is i have car trouble & a motorcycle pulls up with a person dressed in black leather jacket & leather pants the helmet comes off & its holly marie combs she asks if i need help iask if she can run me home i say iwill pay her she says yes so i get on the bike with her i tell her were to go when we get there i thank her & ask her to come in so i can pay her she follows me in the house i ask how much i owe her she says money wont do i ask what she wants she doesn't say a thing she unzipps her leather pants & pulls out a big cock walks over to me grabs my shoulders pushes me to my knees & says give me a blowjob for your payment so i do it (wish this really happened i lone her) (my first time)

very good!

Originally Posted by redrider96_nj

My current fantasy and favorite videos to watch - is getting gang banged. I'd like to be used by 4 or 6 she males - orally and anally - as much as they want.

this also mine fantasy

[ElangoSuneina]

I enjoy foot fetish

[a9127]

“Well what do you want to do this weekend?” Kirsten asks me after waking up this morning.

“You know we haven’t decided what we want to go as to tonight’s Halloween party yet. What did you have in mind?” I ask.

“I kinda liked your idea of the ‘Bondage Priest’ and the Dominatrix” she says giggling. “The problem is we need an orange jump suit and priest collar for you.”

“Well there’s that adult costume store at the mall maybe they have something. It might be hard to find one my size…” “But you could always go handcuffed and naked, Andy. I’d like that…”

Continuing you add “You know I had also thought about me going as a beautiful captured spy and you as my interrogator. But the more I thought about it the more it sounded like something we’d have fun doing at home if you know what I mean.”

Getting hard at the idea of you as my 6’ tall, blonde, gorgeous ‘prisoner’ I say “Yeah, how do you think it will play out?”

“Well, I can already see you like the idea Andy. Um… why don’t we do it this afternoon?”

“OK. Let’s go get the priest stuff and then when we get back home, you are my sexy spy.”

“I’ve already thought about what I want to wear for you, Andy. You’ll love it! God, I’m so excited!”

The trip to the mall proved a waste of time. The only costume they had was a striped prisoner’s uniform. Thinking about it we decided that maybe orange coveralls for hunting might work and be large enough for me to wear. We finally found some and head back home.

“Let me get ready, Andy. You are my evil ‘interrogator’ so I’ll leave that part up to you…”

Collecting several items from our collection, including lots of soft bondage rope, I decide that for this session you will be tied to one of our dining room chairs with your legs spread very far apart. Your ‘torture’ will consist of endless cock and nipple torment and like all of our sessions, end with us fucking each other senseless. Of course you will have agree to give me the ‘secret formula’ first…

When you come back downstairs, you are dressed in kind of a 1940’s style blouse and slit skirt except that yours is SO short! You are wearing high heels and black nylon stockings with a garter belt. Just looking at you I’m wondering who exactly is ‘torturing’ who. I want to fuck you so badly Kirsten. I can tell you are turned on as well as your skirt does little to hide your erection.

Trying my best to sound like an “evil nazi,” I say “So ze beautiful American spy knows what the secret formula to winning the war iss? Ve know you are an expert in chemistry and are prepared to use ze most diabolical methods to make you talk!”

This does not have the intended effect. Laughing hysterically at my very bad impression you say “Ohmigod! That’s so funny! You sound like Colonel Klink from ‘Hogan’s Heroes’ I’m sorry Andy, I can’t help it.” Then we both start laughing.

When we finally stop I say “Well once you have seen what we plan to do to you. You will have no choice but to reveal the secret formula. Or else suffer the consequences…”

“I’ll never tell you! You can do anything to me. I’ll never talk!”

“Then have a seat my lovely” I say motioning to the chair. “I’m sure you will be quite comfortable.”

Tying you very tightly to the chair I take my time feeling your breasts and lightly brushing your cock under your skirt. You look so sexy with your long legs spread far apart and your breasts thrust out. You clearly are enjoying this. Once again I ask you what the “secret formula” is. Fighting against your bonds you say “Fuck you! I’ll never tell you. Never!”

“OK then have it your way, my proud beauty…” Holding your cock and balls I take some more soft rope and pulling down your panties wrap the rope snugly around each of your balls and then around the base of your cock which has become very hard. Finally, I wrap some just behind the head and tie it to the chair. Running my fingers lightly around the head and up the shaft I say “I think my beautiful prisoner likes this. Ask me if I love my work…” I say laughing. You start giggling and say “So much for ‘torturing’ me what are you gonna do? Pleasure me to death?”

I can see your nipples growing hard underneath your blouse and slowly unbutton it revealing your beautiful breasts. They are so sensitive and I start lightly massaging them. You squirm and start moaning and I can see your bound cock straining and dripping precum. “Kiss me and I’ll tell you everything” you say. We share a long open mouthed kiss and you run your tongue all over the inside of my mouth and practically down my throat. When we separate, smiling at me, you say “God that was awesome… but I’m not telling you anything baby, guess you will have to do better than that…”

So I go back to playing with your nipples. I learned early in our relationship that this drives you wild (“Second Date”) and I’ve often wondered if you could come just from that. But today I have something else in mind for us… So much for the “torture” session I guess… Laughing you say “I’m glad you are so good with computers Andy, you’d never make it as a evil nazi but I’m loving everything you are doing to me, God I am SO fucking hot for you right now baby.”

Taking a break from your nipples, I focus my attention on your bound cock and balls. Gently I take your balls and carefully give them a very light squeeze. You moan and throw your head back. “Christ, baby…” you say. “That didn’t hurt did it?” “Fuck no. If this is supposed to be ‘torture’ you can fucking kill me if you want!” you say laughing. Running my fingers up and down the shaft of your cock while also teasing the head with my mouth and tongue, I briefly run the tip of my tongue into your pee hole. You jerk against your bonds and say “Oh fuck!” I continue licking the slit and with your cock tied so securely you can’t pull away. If anything, your cock has gotten even harder and your body strains against the ropes as you try to fuck my mouth. I can tell you need to come. “Shit, I’ll tell you everything, I promise. Just please let me come. Oh God I don’t think I can stand it any longer!”

We are always careful when we do these “scenes” and I am especially attentive today. Gently I continue to stroke your cock, ever so slowly. You don’t ask me to stop and it seems like you are OK. “I will not let you come until you agree to tell me everything. I know you have been trained by the CIA to endure the most fiendish torture. So we will keep this up until you cooperate fully.”

After a while I realize you may be at the “breaking point.” You are covered in sweat and your blonde hair is stuck to your face. There is a stream of precum flowing from your cock. I say softly “now will you tell me everything?” “Yes. Just let me come.”

Kneeling in front of you, I rub the heads of our cocks together. All you can do is moan. Weakly, you say “Don’t stop baby...” Gently I take your bound cock and place mine under it. Starting slowly, I begin to jack us both off. Your breathing becomes steady and you lay back and close your eyes. As I feel us getting closer to orgasm I continue using slow steady strokes. You thrust your hips as best you can and then together we both shoot our loads on each other. Your body strains so hard against the ropes I’m sure you’re going to break the chair. Every muscle in my body tenses then as the wave of pleasure hits I feel like I’m going to blackout. You collapse back against the chair and as you look up at me you say “I love you Andy.” “I love you too Kirsten.”

After untying you, you say “Hey we better get ready for the party! Don’t forget you are my ‘bondage priest’ tonight. I’ve never given a priest a blow job before, especially one in handcuffs. I’m SO looking forward to it” you giggle.

This turned out to be the most awesome Halloween ever!

Copyright © 2016 AMS

[a9127]

God knows I've written enough stories about her so I thought I'd tell you a little about who she is...

Name: Kirsten Williams.
Born: Carmel, Indiana, September 21, 1986.
Gender: Female
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150-160
Hair: Long, blonde.
Eyes: Blue.
Cock: Large.
Body type: Tall and athletic.
College Attended: Purdue University. Degree: BS Chemistry. GPA 4.0.
Interests: Art, music, travel, working out, sports, technology, motorcycles.

Before she transitioned, Kirsten tried very hard to live up to her family’s expectations. They thought that her “wanting to be a girl” (as they put it) was just a “phase.” Her dad was especially critical of her, even saying he was “ashamed that his son was a turning into a ‘sissy’.” Their relationship years later is very strained. Her parents never understood nor were they supportive although they were proud of her achievements in school and athletics. As a ‘guy’ she participated in sports like football, basketball, and track, and even dated girls in high school. It wasn’t until she went away to college that she felt she could finally be herself. She excelled academically. She also had the opportunity to make new friends and found acceptance and support. However she always wished she “had a boyfriend.” She is a super sweet, beautiful, loving, caring, and extremely intelligent young woman. Her entire career has been at Eli Lilly where she runs a research lab. She is engaged to Andy who is seven years older and also a graduate of Purdue where he majored in Industrial Management and was a member of the Big-10 championship team that played in the 2001 Rose Bowl. Currently they live in Zionsville, Indiana. They enjoy riding their matching Harleys, getting together with friends, working out, and just spending time at home often snuggled up on the couch watching old movies. They are both very active in the Indianapolis LGBT community.

[HornyB]

My favorite fantasy is about shemale seduction.

I dream about being with a shemale without knowing it is a shemale. First we kiss and make out and after getting real horny and hard I would move my hand btw here legs and feel the hard cock. And I will get chocked and try to end it, but the shemale will already be so horny and cant control herself so she will force me to have sex and suck her cock until she comes.

[a9127]

At 81 I’m still in amazing shape. Retired from teaching, I still am active with my company. I workout 5x a week and take all kinds of vitamins and supplements. I can still bench press over 300 lbs. I own a Harley and ride it every day. I also take about 10 Viagra a day…

My girlfriend is 29. We met downtown where she works as a bartender at one of the gay clubs. She moved in with me not long after we met. Our sex life is awesome. Her cock is bigger than mine but it doesn’t matter. I love to have her sit on top of me while I suck her off. She likes wild and crazy sex including bondage. She says I know how to treat a woman better than anyone her own age.

For my 82nd birthday, she is going to buy me a new Harley and have her girlfriends over and let me fuck all of them. Whenever we go out, people say “Your Granddaughter is so beautiful.” We just laugh it off. Once she said to another couple “Thanks. He’s actually my boyfriend.” Shoulda seen the look on their faces.

[a9127]

Found this on Pinterest. “Batman” was on TV long before I was born but I used to watch it in reruns. I often credit that show and “Wonder Woman” for starting my interest in bondage.

This picture seems more gay than trans but looking back, I realized that as a kid I used to get a hardon whenever a girl or “Robin” was tied up but not “Batman.” And of course I always had a crush on “Catwoman.” Would probably let her tie me up… Interesting.

Most people my age were introduced to Batman through the 1989 movie with Michael Keaton. I went to see it in the Summer of ’89 with my Dad and was mostly impressed with the car—and Kim Basinger.

There is one episode in particular I remember. They were kidnapped by the Joker and strapped into “electric chairs.” In my own "version" of this, Robin has long black shoulder length hair. His costume has been torn during the struggle. His skin is silky smooth and underneath the spandex I can see that his nipples are very hard. Kissing him, I remove his mask revealing his pretty blue eyes and beautiful cheekbones. He is wearing sheer beige tights and satin panties that nicely show off his gorgeous cock straining for release.

Who knows what might happen?

Looking into his beautiful eyes, I pull down his panties and begin to tease and stroke his 7” cock ever so slowly as he begs for me to let him cum. Knowing fully well that at any moment 100,000 volts could surge through the chair killing us both, I take him gently into my mouth and proceed to suck him off. He moans and strains against his bonds as the tension builds.

Neither one of us is afraid. To die together, maybe precisely at the moment of climax, would be incredible. Soon he cums. His load is thick and creamy. I swallow it as he collapses against the back of the chair. Then I undo all of the straps holding him. He falls into my arms and we kiss.

Right then the electricity shoots through both chairs like lighting.

Sorry Batman…

“Guess I won’t have a place to stay tonight” Robin says looking up at me.

“Yes you do baby” I say as we kiss again.

[Boner]

[QUOTE=a9127;266124]Found this on Pinterest. “Batman” was on TV long before I was born but I used to watch it in reruns. I often credit that show and “Wonder Woman” for starting my interest in bondage.

This picture seems more gay than trans but looking back, I realized that as a kid I used to get a hardon whenever a girl or “Robin” was tied up but not “Batman.” And of course I always had a crush on “Catwoman.” Would probably let her tie me up… Interesting.

I remember watching Batman reruns as a kid and getting turned on a lot by that show. Robin never did anything for me (that was hot fantasy though!) but I liked that every villain had a beautiful woman as a sidekick and I just loved Yvonne Craig as Batgirl. There was Catwoman of course

The episodes that really blew my mind though were the ones with Carolyn Jones as Marsha Queen of Diamonds I remember watching those shows as a kid hard as a rock and not knowing what to do with my erection!

[a9127]

[QUOTE=Boner;266580]

Originally Posted by a9127

I remember watching Batman reruns as a kid and getting turned on a lot by that show. Robin never did anything for me (that was hot fantasy though!) but I liked that every villain had a beautiful woman as a sidekick and I just loved Yvonne Craig as Batgirl. There was Catwoman of course

The episodes that really blew my mind though were the ones with Carolyn Jones as Marsha Queen of Diamonds I remember watching those shows as a kid hard as a rock and not knowing what to do with my erection!

Will have to check out Marsha. I remember a female villain who put Batman, Batgirl, and Robin in a "Siamese human knot." But I don't think that was her.

That was definitely one of my crazier stories! I feel bad about killing off Batman. Especially since Adam West passed away not long after I posted this. RIP.

Just got to thinking “What if Robin was really a beautiful femboy?”

Much has been written about the possible homoerotic relationship between Batman and Robin. I have found many “shemale” or “femboy” cosplay Robin’s out there—some quite hot--will have to post pics.

Too much time on my hands obviously…

I remember the “Electric Chair” episode being one where they actually could have been killed. Usually Batman’s “predicaments” were silly. Like being turned into a giant ice cream cone or something. Do you remember the exploding rubber shark from the movie? My favorite scenes are where he’s running around with the giant bomb and when he “rehydrates” the members of the UN.

Lee Merriwether played Catwoman in the movie. A former Miss America, she was very beautiful (especially as “Miss Kitka” ) but no match for Julie Newmar.

Anyway don’t worry, I’m not staying away from TLB. If you read the posts right above mine in the “Is This Forum Dying” thread they all sound disgruntled. Just thought maybe if I didn’t post as much it would encourage others to contribute. None of them look like they have posted much. Maybe that thread should be deleted or closed?

[a9127]

OMG!!! Another one. Does Dove Cameron know about this?

Originally Posted by a9127

At 81 I’m still in amazing shape. Retired from teaching, I still am active with my company. I workout 5x a week and take all kinds of vitamins and supplements. I can still bench press over 300 lbs. I own a Harley and ride it every day. I also take about 10 Viagra a day…

My girlfriend is 29. We met downtown where she works as a bartender at one of the gay clubs. She moved in with me not long after we met. Our sex life is awesome. Her cock is bigger than mine but it doesn’t matter. I love to have her sit on top of me while I suck her off. She likes wild and crazy sex including bondage. She says I know how to treat a woman better than anyone her own age.

For my 82nd birthday, she is going to buy me a new Harley and have her girlfriends over and let me fuck all of them. Whenever we go out, people say “Your Granddaughter is so beautiful.” We just laugh it off. Once she said to another couple “Thanks. He’s actually my boyfriend.” Shoulda seen the look on their faces.

[sasha21]

I go around the city, and all the transvestites who get in my way fuck me.

[a9127]

Pissed off, Kirsten says "So, you decided to go out for margaritas on Cinco de Mayo with that slut Bobbi instead of me?"

[a9127]

This is me spending last weekend at my girlfriend's.

[a9127]

Originally Posted by sasha21

I go around the city, and all the transvestites who get in my way fuck me.

Sounds good. I do too in downtown Zionsville, but I've already fucked both of them...