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Professor Kander, part 2

I rushed home. I had never felt so excited in my life. And I had never feared anything so much in my life. How in the hell would I be able to work closely with this woman, to whose picture I was masturbating on a regular basis, with no one else around? What had I done?

The next day, I arrived at Professor Kander’s house at the appointed time. I realized that I know anything about her. Was she married? Were kids in the picture? Or was she single? Did she live alone?

As these questions raced through my head, I rang the bell. Professor Kander came to the door. Her red hair was a bit wild compared to in class. She had on a light dress appropriate for the nice Spring day. She gave me little hug and thanked me for showing up to help her. I thought I would pass out.

When I asked her about the plan for the work, I called her Professor Kander. She came right up to me, put an index finger right to my lips, and said, “Here I’m Orla.” My lips were burning from her touch. Did she notice?

We went to a small office upstairs and, within a short while, we were working. I read and marked up pages, and she made changes based on my suggestions. Sometimes she would ask me questions about my changes, and I found myself in a kind of role reversal. I was the teacher; she was the student. Things went pretty quickly, and we were so wrapped up in the work that I didn’t notice that the sun had set. It was 7 pm when Orla said, “Are you hungry?”

Her voice drove me crazy. I had to stop myself from telling her what I was really hungry for, and I simply said that I wouldn’t say no to something to eat. Then I asked her where her husband was.

“Oh, hun [she called me hun!!!], I’m not married. I was engaged a long time ago, but it didn’t work out. So, I guess it’s just you and me.”

She actually added “for dinner” to the end of that sentence, but I didn’t hear it at first.

“Let’s go down to the kitchen and see if we can whip something up. Do you mind helping, hun?”

Hun, again. I told her I would be happy to help.

Soon, I was bent over the table, cutting vegetables. At one point, Orla came up behind me, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, “Hun, make those slices a little smaller.” I nearly passed out.

Within a short while, a delicious vegetable stew was ready and served. We sat at the small table, and I even got a glass of wine. Orla made what seemed at first like small talk, asking me where my family lived, whether I had a girlfriend, what kind of music I liked, and so on. But she kept coming back to the girlfriend issue. Finally, she looked me right in the eyes and said, “I know.”

I stammered and asked her what she meant.

“A woman knows when a man is attracted to her. Do you really think I couldn’t tell why you were distracted in class?”

I wanted to ask her if that was why she asked me to her house, but I thought that was to presumptuous. Besides, I was finding it hard to form words.

“It’s okay, though, hun, because outside of class we’re just two people, right?”

I managed to tell her that I didn’t think that was the case. She chuckled.

“So, if I said you could kiss me, you wouldn’t do it?”

I was being tortured. I knew it.

“Would you like to kiss me?”

I couldn’t get any words out. I sat there, stunned. Orla got up, came over to me, and kissed me full on the lips. I felt the zipper in my pants start to give way. She pushed her tongue past my lips and again I nearly passed out.

“You know, when I’m through with you you’re going to have to drop my class.”

I felt a little bit of something drip out of my cock right into my underpants.

“It’s really okay. You know the material. I’ll give you the credit and you can take the final. But it’s not going to work to be in the classroom.”

This was starting to feel a bit bizarre. Just what did she mean by “when I’m through with you”? What had I stepped into. Then she brushed her hand over the bulge in my pants that must have become obvious, even though I was sitting.

“A woman knows,” she whispered into my ear. “You’re just the kind of young man I like. Smart, eager to learn, open to new ideas. That is you, right, hun?”

All this was followed by a tongue in my ear and a squeeze of my cock, right through my pants. The drip turned to a leak.

Orla took my hand, pulled me up from the chair, and guided me to the couch in her living room. She sat down and told me to stand in front of her. I could smell sex. I knew the smell from masturbating. I was a virgin otherwise. She unzipped my pants and put her soft hand in, fondling my cock. It was hot and sticky. She took her hand out and licked her fingers.

“I think you do like me.” And then she put my cock right in her mouth. It was more than I could take. I stammered and stuttered, trying to tell her to stop because I wasn’t going to be able to control myself. Through her incredible sucking, I heard her say, “It’s okay, hun. We have plenty of time. Give me a nice hot after-dinner drink.” And I shot a huge load of cum right into her mouth. Then I collapsed. Maybe I even passed out.

As I opened my eyes, I saw that Orla had taken off her dress. She was sitting on the couch clad only in some violet-colored lace panties. Her beautiful breasts were milky white, with taut nipples that beckoned my tongue. She smiled and shook her head, telling me to suck on them, which I did. I could feel my cock harden again and even start to drip again. She touched it gently and again reminded me that we had plenty of time.

For what seemed like an hour, I explored her breasts, neck, and stomach with my mouth and tongue. I was following orders; she told me what to do, and I obeyed. Every time I started to move closer to her panties, she would gently move my head somewhere else. Finally, she asked me for my cock, again. It was harder than I think it had ever been. I could see her lipstick on it, a sight that drove me wild. She kissed it and asked me to describe the sensations I was feeling. I complied.

“I have the same feelings, hun, the very same. It feels so good, doesn’t it?” And she stood up, pushing me down to sit on the couch. She positioned herself in front of me, where I had been, and slowly took off her panties. Out sprang a cock as large as mine.

“I have the same feelings,” she repeated. “Don’t you want to see how it feels to make someone feel the way I make you feel?”

Okay, I said I was a virgin, but I knew women didn’t have cocks. But it was so delicious looking. It was so smooth. She was completely hairless, and her beautiful cock was right in front of me. I could smell the same pungent aroma I had first noticed about her. It wasn’t perfume. It was the exotic, intoxicating fragrance of the most beautiful woman -- a trans woman -- I had ever seen.

I realized that only a fool would turn away. I was no fool. I reached out and stroked her beautiful cock, and then -- with her urging -- took it in my mouth. “Do what I did to you, hun, and you’ll do fine,” she said. And so I sucked her beautiful cock, loving every minute of it, feeling my own dripping.

She implored me to reach up and touch her nipples as I worshipped her cock with my mouth. “You can do it, hun. You don’t need your hands to suck my cock.”

It didn’t take long before I felt that incredible part of her womanhood grow larger in my mouth. It felt hotter. It was throbbing. She took one of my hands and placed it on her balls and started me gently rubbing their underside. She bucked and moaned, and then the most delicious nectar spewed from her. It was the taste of trans womanhood. It was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted, and I wanted to swallow every drop. But before I could, she pulled herself out of my mouth, bent down, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. We shared her delicious cum.

She sat down next to me and kissed me. She asked me if everything was okay. I smiled and said yes. I told her I was in love, and she said, “There will be time for that. Right now, we have some more exploring to do.”

Orla took me to her bedroom. We were completely naked. She told me that there was much more pleasure to be had. She was already hard again, and told me to get on the bed and suck her some more. I did for a few minutes, until her cock began to drip pre-cum. Then she had me get on all fours, got behind me, and rubbed it on my behind. She spoke softly in my ear and told me to trust her. I promised. Slowly, she pushed her hard cock into me. It hurt at first, but quickly turned to intense pleasure. She reached around and stroked my cock as she fucked me. I was hard again, and dripping. She put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste my own cock.

I could feel Orla’s cock becoming the cock that had cum in my mouth a while earlier. At that very moment, she pulled out of me and turned me over. I lied on my back and she put her cock back into me. We were able to kiss this way; it was pure heaven. Then she began to suck my cock as she pounded hers into me. I couldn’t believe anyone could do something like this. Within a few moments. I started spurting into her mouth. I felt her cock bigger than before. As I was cumming, Orla let out a low moan and then a scream. My cock came out of her mouth and cum sprayed everywhere. Then I felt her begin to fill me with her own cum.

I was in love. I still am. We still are.

[randolph]

Kimberly

Part 3
The senior prom was coming up, I didn?t have a date (not surprising) so I decided to attend anyway. The queen was one of the ?hotties? that I had turned into a writhing slut. Her boy friend was none other than Mr. hunk himself, the guy who pounded me. I bought the hottest black sheath I could find and a pair of black spike heels. I had my hair done up in one of those wavy wind blown styles. As the prom got under way, I walked in, Darla, the prom queen saw me and whispered into hunk?s ear. He spotted me and looked very uncomfortable. I just sat there smiling, some of the teachers were there and they stopped by for a chat complementing me on my academic prowess. The music started and dancing began, at first I was ignored but then some guys I didn?t know started dancing with me. Eventually some of my ?clients? also danced with me. Finally Mr. hunk came over and we had a nice dance, when finished he whispered in my ear ?Kimberly, I learned more from you than all my classes, I will never forget you, you will always be my friend?.
After high school, I got an apartment in San Francisco and a job at a gay/transsexual bar waiting tables. It was a great place to meet my kind of people, actually I met my lesbian girlfriend lover there and she now lives with me. I do escorting but only with high class clientele. Rich Arabs are the best, they go crazy around me. They will pay me anything. One paid me ten thousand dollars just to do him. It?s a real eye opener who wants to have sex with me, lawyers, professors, politicians, it doesn?t matter. A friend of Tiger Woods was going to set me up with him before he got busted. Needless to say, shemale high class escorting is very lucrative.
In spite of the money, I wanted to do more with my life so when a talent scout for a porn film maker approached me at the bar, I agreed to perform in some films. In fact, I am down here to do some filming at the La Jolla nude beach. The director thought it would be interesting to have a beautiful transsexual parading up and down a beach of nude college boys and girls.?
We had been sipping Champagne for quite some time. I was interested in her life?s story but my hyper sexuality was in full force.
?Then out of the blue? she said, ?Shall we shower??
?Gasp, well yeah okay that sounds good?, as I stumbled for words.
She went into the bath and turned on the shower as I removed my clothes. My cock was still hard and I thought, ?Am I going in there with a hard on? It doesn?t seem appropriate. I rubbed it with some ice cubes to get it calmed down. As I entered the bath, I saw her clothes on a towel rack. The thought of her naked in the shower was a tremendous turn on, as if I needed that. I slid open the shower door and there she was soaking wet in her pristine beauty. I could see her cock was semi erect.
?Well, come on in and soap my back?
I stepped in as she turned her back to me. Her body was beautiful with a very cute bottom all smooth and nice. I got the soap and slid it over her shoulders and down her back. Caressing her soapy body was fantastic. My caresses flowed down around her bottom and around her thighs and between her legs and around her balls and over her arising cock. I squeezed her and hugged her and caressed her all over. She then turned around and she started soaping me as I kissed her. Soon we were soaping each erect cocks giggling and laughing in ecstatic pleasure. I knelt down and took her lovely cock in and she immediately began thrusting.
?Oh my god, this is beyond heaven?, I thought
We then turned off the shower and I took a big towel and wrapped her lovely petite body in it and proceeded to dry her hair with another towel.
She was still erect so I gently dried her genitalia as I kissed the tip of her swollen cock. She dried me off and we got into bed. We set the pillows up and lay down on our backs next to each other and began looking at each other and kissing. I was holding her cock and she was holding my cock. We were stroking just enough to keep them erect as we explored our lips and tongues. I had never been so happy, we were just smiling and giggling pleasuring ourselves, sucking and kissing and licking and loving each other. Then she encouraged me to give her a good sucking, she got very excited and rolled over and presented her ass to me.
?Fuck me with your big cock, I want it!?
I was never so eager to comply with a demand.
I positioned myself behind her as she looked back and wiggled her sexy ass. ?Come fuck, come fuck me good, I really need it deep and hard, do it, do it!?
I was so excited, I was afraid I would cum too soon and disappoint her. I kept telling myself, ?make her cum first? over and over. This helped control the wild urges as my throbbing cock slowly began entering her.
?Oh, yes that?s it, yes stick it in my ass, oh yes, deeper, oh good, oh good?
Looking down on her lovely petite body as my big cock slid deeper and deeper her hot little ass was beyond good. I started slowly thrusting and she moaned ?yes, yes, do it, do it shoot me, shoot you cum up me, fill me up.?
Well that did it, I shot load after load of cum into her hot ass as she squealed, oh I feel it! Oh, I?m cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuming! Oh fuck!, oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Oh so goooooood! I looooooove it!
?Don?t come out, please, stay in I want your cum to stay in there.?
We stayed locked together for several minutes; she lay there smiling with a wonderful blissful look on her face.
?I want to let it soak in?, she said, ?I love cum up in me?
Then, I slowly pulled out and she remained with her ass in the air. I leaned over and kissed it and licked up some cum that was oozing out. She didn?t move so I just kept loving and licking her cute ass. I noticed a nice puddle if cum under her cock. Her cock had cum while I was fucking her ass, god what a girl!
Then I realized I was getting hard again! ?Holy mackerel, all ready??
?Heh, heh, this is too good? I thought.
?Kim, I am coming back baby?
?Yeah, I thought you would, you will never get a better ass than mine?.
I again slid into her, this time she was soaked with my cum, I fucked her like there was no tomorrow, on and on and she loved it. I just kept pounding her ass and it was getting better and better, finally, I came again, my god it was so good. I had to agree with her. Her ass was made in heaven.
I then realized it was morning, we had fucked all night!
Fortunately, we had no appointments that morning.
We went down for breakfast and returned to the room for a nap but we started kissing and that ended the nap idea.

[randolph]

Now that's an education! We could all use some "home" schooling.

[smc]

Originally Posted by randolph

Now that's an education! We could all use some "home" schooling.

Well, if what usually constitutes "home schooling" is more like my story, perhaps I need to change my overall opinion of that phenomenon.

[randolph]

Tranny Long Legs
The other day I was at Target in the clothing department. I heard the clicking of high heels behind me. I slowed down to see if she would pass me so I could check her out I felt an intuitive sense that she would be gorgeous; perhaps it was the cadence of her walk. I could tell she was striding by the length of time between steps and they were getting louder. . Soon she passed me pushing her cart.
Sure enough, she was superb with smooth long legs attached to a lovely slim body. She had on a very nice mini skirt that barely covered her bun cheeks. As I have noticed in the past, girls pushing carts or strollers bend slightly forward and this produces delightful sensual movements in her buns. So, needless to say, I was enjoying the view as she sashayed past me. Oh, the delights of cute girls, I thought. I managed to discreetly follow her around the store savoring her sensual movements.
She began checking out as I was lurking down one of the aisles. On the spur of the moment, I decided to check out too. As I left the store, she was there looking at me as if she was waiting for me.
I began to walk past her and she said ?Well, did you enjoy yourself in the store??
I stopped and said, ?Ah hum, I am not sure what you mean??
You know what I mean, ?You were checking my ass all around the store, weren?t you?
?Ahem, I didn?t know I was being so obvious, I must admit, you are very beautiful, sorry if I offended you?
?No you didn?t offend me, I like being looked at?
?I must admit you have very nice legs and those high heels really set them off?
She smiled and said, ?Do they make you horny, does my cute ass make you horny??
Gulp, Oh my, now what to say, ?Well, yes, after following you around the store looking at you, you were making me feel rather horny.?
?So you are horny, what are you going to do about it?
?Ah, well, I guess I will go home and think about it?
?If you come over to my place, you won?t have to think about it? as she smiled up at me.
At this point, I was feeling a little nervous and flushed. I had never before had an encounter like this.
I said, ?okay, shall I follow you in my car?
?My car is the red Corvette so it should be easy to follow.
I was feeling very excited, even shaking a little bit as I began following her.
We pulled in to a nice apartment complex and I followed her through a lovely garden to her place. As she opened the door, she turned and smiled at me and then entered her apartment. I followed her in and closed the door. By now, the uncertainty and excitement was at a high pitch. What is she up to? What should I do?
She disappeared into the kitchen and in a few minutes returned with two glasses of Champaign. She handed me a glass and sat down in a chair across from me. ?Cheers?, she said as she slowly crossed her lovely long slim legs. I felt a rush of excitement as I glanced up her thighs. Somehow, I was beginning to sense something was going on here that I did not understand.
We sipped our Champaign as she smiled and kept looking at me.
?You really like my smooth slim legs don?t you?
?Yes, they are indeed very attractive?
?Would you like to touch them, caress them?
Wow, I thought, I would love to do that!
She continued smiling as I got down in front of her and gently removed her high heels. Her legs were bare and her skin was blemish free and a lovely creamy white color. I began by kissing her ankles and became aware of her aroma, so seductive. I licked her skin and kissed her toes.
?Well, you are starting out doing well, you can kiss my knees now?
As I slid my hands up her smooth sleek calves she spread her knees apart.
Oh my, now I was really getting aroused. I kissed and licked her knees and proceeded up her thighs. Her sexual aroma was increasing between her thighs. I looked up at her panties and with her legs spread apart, I could see them clearly. My my, they look so full, what is in her panties, I thought? As I was looking at her bulging panties I became aware that she was holding my head with her hands.
?My panties are holding a nice surprise for you, would you like to see it?
She was holding my head rather firmly but I was able to nod affirmative.
?Just pull my panties aside and you can have my present for you.?
By now, the bulge had grown a lot and was straining her panties. I pulled on her panties and with some difficulty removed her big gorgeous cock from the confines of her panties. By now it was fully erect and staring right at me.
She was caressing my hair as she said, ?would you like to suck it??
Again I nodded affirmative and kissed the tip of her thick hard cock. Then my tongue began eagerly licking the source of her aroma.
?That?s it, kiss it and lick it, that?s so good and yes give it a good sucking?
I was more than eager to comply with her wishes. Her cock was so succulent and delicious, I was in erotic heaven. I would slowly slip my wet tongue up and down her cock and then wrap my drooling lips around it and suck away. I could feel it throbbing with transsexual lust as I stroked and sucked while my whole body quivered with pleasure.
?Oh, you are being such a good boy, keep doing a good job and I will give you a nice reward?
I needed no encouragement, I loved what I was doing I kept trying to suck it down deeper and deeper like it was going down my throat, god I love this. She was thrusting and groaning and making little squeaks of erotic ecstasy.
Suddenly she let out a loud groan and trusted her rock hard cock down my throat. I could feel her hot sperm filled cum shooting down my throat, load after load, at that moment breathing was unimportant; I just wanted her cock penetrating deep into me. Oh my god what an experience!
As she withdrew it, I sucked up the last of her delicious cum dripping from her cock and licked my lips. I lifted my head from under her skirt and looked at her beautiful smiling face. She leaned over and kissed my lips.
?Well well, I see you cummed in your pants while sucking me?
?Yes, I know, it was wonderful, that?s the first time I have lost it without touching it. Sucking you felt like I was being being sucked?
?You did a very good job you can cum over any time?
?You have a deal? I said
Oh, by the way, I?m Sandra, what?s yours?
I?m Randy Randolph, at your service. LOL

[keliana]

[QUOTE=smc;130059]Professor Kander, part 2


This is so hot xxxxxxxx

I used to write stories years ago for my own amusement and recently I've been having another go. Here's one that it was suggested I post here.

A Walk In The Trees

It was a clear summer?s day and you?d finally managed to come down to visit me at the cottage I?ve been staying in for the last couple of months. No sooner had you arrived that you were asking what was to eat and we?d decided that we needed some groceries as we were nearly out. The quickest way into the town from the cottage was a footpath that ran around the edge of a small wood. It was a route I often took as it was far quicker than driving and I knew the way very well by now. While you were showering I changed into some clothes for the walk. I?d already began thinking about the two of us being all alone out of doors ? and I was a little bit annoyed that you seemed to be more interested in food than me! - so I decided that I would dress more sexily that I normally would for a shopping trip. I also knew how much you liked other men eyeing me up when we were out together. Of course none of them know my little ?secret? and that always seemed to turn you on as well. So I picked out a short white polka-dot sun dress that exposed my shoulders and showed off my nice tanned cleavage. I also decided that it was time for me to slip into some of the new white lingerie I hadn?t shown you yet. This consisted of a beautiful white lace bra and matching suspender belt and a pair of white sheer panties. I also found a pair of white seamed stockings rolled up in the back of the drawer that I?d totally forgotten about. By the look of them they hadn?t been washed since I?d last worn them and, as I fastened the stocking tops to the clips, I noticed there was something around the top of one of them. Clearly it was sperm, probably sperm that had leaked out of my arse from the fucking I?d taken the last time I?d had them on! I couldn?t recall who or where though?



By the time I?d dressed and applied some make-up, you had finished showering and were at the door waiting to go. I just had time to slip on a pair of high heels, brush my long dark hair and grab my sunglasses before I joined you. You gave me an appreciative look up and down as I walked out of the bedroom and I could tell already that you could see I was planning something...



The warmth of the afternoon sun on my bare shoulders had started to make me feel very sexy indeed, so when we?d got to the narrower part of the footpath where we could only walk in single file, I?d made sure that I walked in front of you so you had a good view of my arse swaying back and forth enhanced by my short dress. I knew how much that would turn you on. By the time we?d reached an open area I didn?t have to look back to know the effect it was having on you. I was feeling more turned?on than before and I knew I would have to do something about it. I halted and turned around to have a good look at you. You looked flushed and I could see there was a large bulge in the front of your shorts. There was only one thing for it. The tree was about ten feet from the footpath, standing in isolation from the rest of the wood and, taking your hand I led you towards it. You could see from the look on my face what I?d got in mind and you cast a nervous glance around. There was nobody in sight and I leant back against the rough bark and pulled you close to me. Pushing my sunglasses back on my head, I kissed you full on the lips. We kissed for a while, our tongues entwined and I could feel your hands stray to my arse and begin to stroke it through the light fabric. I broke the embrace and crouched down, easing the front of your shorts down until your large erect cock came into view, only inches from my red lips. You moaned softly as my tongue gently teased the tip and you made a comment about it being too risky. I just ignored you as I knew it was turning you on as much as me. I planted a kiss right on the end and then taking you in one hand, wanked you slowly as I caressed your tight balls with other before sliding my mouth down your throbbing shaft. I adore sucking cock, it?s something I could do all day if I could and your lovely thick shaft is one of my favourites. I took my time about it, deep-throating you before pulling my head back and running my tongue around the head before sliding back down again.



It felt wonderful, but the sensations in the pit of my stomach were telling me that what I really needed was your cock inside me. I stood up, planted a quick kiss on your lips and then turned around, putting my hands on either side of the tree and pushing my arse back towards you. You didn?t hesitate for a moment, easing the hem of my short dress up and then pausing for a moment as you looked lustfully at the sight of my arse in those tight sheer white panties, framed by my suspender straps and my white stockings. Quickly you eased my panties to one side and then I could feel the tip of your shaft pressing against my arse. I moaned and pushed myself back against you, really wanting to feel your cock deep in me now. For a moment, nothing happened and then I could hear you doing something behind me, out of my line of sight. Then I felt a lubricated finger slide into my arse, followed by a second. You clearly knew exactly what was going to happen on this walk and had come prepared! The roughness of your fingers made me gasp and I closed my eyes, waiting for you to penetrate me. When you thought I was ready, you slowly worked yourself into me, gasping yourself as you did so and within a minute or so I could feel that you were all the way inside me. Then you began to thrust, slowly at first but gradually getting faster, building up a rhythm. This was just what I?d been needing ? I really like to get fucked on a regular basis and since I?d been at the cottage the chances had been few and far between, Sure, I?d got my trusty selection of sex toys, but nothing feels as good as a real cock, especially one like this! I could feel your other hand now, reaching round to rub the bulge in the front of my panties and then you began to wank me off through the silky fabric, in time to your own thrusts. God, it felt so fucking good!



I knew it wouldn?t be too long now so when I began to feel your thrusts getting shorter and your breath starting to get ragged I knew that you were nearly there. That was my cue to straighten up and let you ease back out of my arse. Crouching down in front of you again I lowered my sunglasses and wanked your hot, jerking cock into my mouth. It only took few seconds for you to cum, groaning with lust as you pumped your seed into my mouth, although I made sure that some of it splashed up over my face and onto the lens of my glasses. Straightening up once more, I licked my lips and took the sunglasses off so you could watch me lick the last of your cum off them. You barely had time to push your cock back inside your shorts before there was some noise in the distance and a couple of people walk by on the footpath. They were only about ten feet away but as far as they could see, we were just a normal couple relaxing by a shady tree. If only they?d been here a few minutes before. Due to the angle you?re stood at they couldn?t see the very noticeable bulge in the front of my dress ? or that your right hand was caressing it right out in the open. No sooner were they out of sight and it was your turn to drop to your knees and suck cock. By this point I was so turned on that I orgasmed almost immediately, spraying my load deep into your mouth. You knelt there, with your lips attached to my cock until you felt sure that you?d milked every last drop out of me.


I knew that you?d been far too turned on to notice that small stain on my stocking top and, just as I got my breath back, it suddenly occurred to me what I?d been doing the last time I?d worn those stockings?

[smc]

^ Natalie, your story is wonderfully arousing. I'll leave it at that here, since you already know the details.

[ila]

I manoeuvred my car through the heavy traffic of west London. I was on my way to see Keliana, the love of my life and the most beautiful woman in the world. Work had kept Keliana and I away from each other for the last two weeks. Longing to see my darling lent urgency to my trip. Keliana and I had planned to have a late dinner and well we would see where the night would lead us.

I screeched to a halt in front of Keliana?s apartment block. I jumped out of my car and bounded up the stairs. Keliana?s apartment is on the fifth floor, but I wasn?t going to wait for the elevator when it was quicker to take the stairs.

I stopped outside Keliana?s door to catch my breath and have enough time to compose myself. I rang the doorbell and from deep inside the apartment I could hear Keliana?s sweet ?hiya darling. Come right in.? My heart fairly leapt at the sound of her voice. I turned the door knob and entered. I removed my suit jacket and hung it on the hook beside the door and then kicked my slipped my shoes off and pushed them to the side.

I could see straight down the hallway through the front room to where Keliana was standing on the balcony. She fair took my breath away. Keliana is the most gorgeous woman in the world and tonight she exceeded even her normal flawless beauty. She was fashionably dressed in a short loose fitting black dress that stopped just above her mid-thigh. The dress revealed a hint of cleavage from her beautiful soft breasts. Her dress was cut low in the back with a single thin silver chain running up her spine and joined the narrow cloth straps, from the front, at her neck.

I walked towards Keliana. Even at this distance I could see Keliana?s sparkling eyes and dazzling smile. Her long dark silky hair was shimmering in the half light from inside her apartment. I could sense more than see the tanned smooth skin of her neck and arms.

I reached Keliana and she almost jumped into my arms. My lips met her soft dreamy kissable lips and we locked together. Keliana?s tongue probed my lips and I parted them. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it and twisted my tongue around hers and I probed her mouth. We clung to each other as we kissed. My arms tightened around Keliana?s soft sensuous body and Keliana gripped me tighter.

Our lips hungered for each other. Keliana lifted her left leg and wrapped it around behind my and back in between my legs. We finally broke our kiss. Our chests were heaving. We kissed several more quick light kisses. The taste of Keliana?s sweet dreamy lips lingered on mine. I held Keliana loosely now and basked in her glow. I gazed into her gorgeous face. She is so achingly beautiful. I kissed her several more times. Each kiss was more passionate than the last. Keliana responded as she clung to me.

I ran my hands lightly up and down Keliana?s back. My hands cupped her soft yet firm tushy. I pulled Keliana into me. I could feel her clitty aroused and pushing against me. Our lips locked together again. I used my right hand to slowly pull Keliana?s dress up. In just a few seconds my hand was caressing the soft, warm, bare skin of Keliana?s sexy tushy.

Keliana felt the warm night air on her skin and she kissed me more fiercely. I kissed her hard, our tongues twisting and probing as my hands caressed her body. The street noises faded into the background and soon disappeared altogether. I only had eyes for Keliana. I only had ears for her sweet voice.

I kept my right hand on Keliana?s firm warm tushy while I used my left hand to explore her front. To my pleasant surprise Keliana wasn?t wearing panties. I took her girly cock in my hand and lightly stroked up and down. Keliana moaned and kissed me harder. I pulled her more tightly to me and slipped my right hand between her tushy cheeks. My middle finger massaged her rosebud. Keliana moaned and then let out a little whimper. Encouraged I slipped my finger into her. Keliana whimpered more loudly and broke our kiss.

She pulled her head back far enough to look at me. Her eyes were twinkling and there was a devilish smile on her face. Keliana wiggled her tushy and squeezed down on my finger that was in her. I slowly moved my finger in and out of her. I felt Keliana?s clitty get harder and I squeezed harder as I stroked her. Keliana?s breathing became shallower.

Keliana gave me a long tongue filled kiss as she loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I pulled Keliana?s dress higher until it was above her hips. I broke our kiss this time and then started kissing down Keliana?s chin and then her neck. I paused at her cleavage to kiss and lick between her breasts. My finger continued to thrust in and out of her. I started to kiss my way lower when I felt my shirt slip off me. Keliana had managed to get my shirt almost off and I hadn?t noticed. I withdrew my finger from her and pushed my shirt all the way off and cast it aside.

I worked my way down across Keliana?s flat tummy kissing along the outside of her dress. Keliana now caressed me on the sides and top of my head. I got to the tip of Keliana?s fully erect ladystick and flicked my tongue out to lick it. I licked all around the head of her shaft. Keliana was moaning now. I teased her some more as I took just the tip of her ladycock into my mouth.

I worked my finger in and out of Keliana?s tushy gradually increasing the rhythm. I took Keliana?s lady love tool all the way into my mouth. She was whimpering loudly now. I was sure anyone on the street would hear us, but I wasn?t going to stop now. My darling needed the release and I was going to make sure she got it. I held my right hand still now as I sucked hard on her girly cock. Keliana was now thrusting her hips to meet my mouth on the down stroke.

I was moving my head back and forth very fast now. Keliana was alternately whimpering and moaning. Suddenly she let out a long low moan. I felt her clitty swell and then pulse and she shot her girly cream into my eager mouth. She spurted twice more and then slumped against the side of the balcony. Her breathing gradually returned to normal. I released her ladycock.

[ila]

I stood up running both hands lightly along each side of Keliana and lifting her dress at the same time. Keliana raised her arms and I slipped her dress up and over her head and then her arms. Keliana was now standing in front of me in all of her naked glory. I carefully set her dress aside on the balcony table and then took Keliana in my arms. Her skin was burning hot, soft, and sensual against my own skin.

I kissed Keliana lightly once and embraced her tightly. I loosened my arms and then spun Keliana around. My cock was now raging hard and straining to be released. I kissed Keliana on the back of her neck and then down along her spine. I kissed all the way to firm toned tushy. I kissed each cheek and then used my hands to spread her tushy. I kissed and then licked Keliana?s rosebud. I heard her gasp and then moan as my tongue entered her. I pushed my tongue in deeper. I then flicked my tongue in and out of Keliana. She was whimpering as I tongue fucked her. My left hand snaked around in front of Keliana and grasped her girly stick. She was fully erect again. I stroked her a couple of times and then suddenly stood up.

Keliana gasped when she felt my tongue leave her. She looked over her shoulder at me. I kissed the back of Keliana?s neck. She knew what was coming next and she smiled at me. I unzipped my pants with one hand and caressed her tummy and then her breasts with my other hand. I positioned my rock hard cock at the entrance to her love tunnel and pushed gently, releasing the pressure as I felt the very tip start to spread her rosebud. I pushed again letting just a bit more of my cock slip in before withdrawing.

I was teasing Keliana and enjoying the sensation of feeling her tushy squeezing against my cock. I pushed again and Keliana growing impatient with my teasing pushed back against me. My cock slipped half way into Keliana. I paused and so did Keliana. We were both surprised as well as pleased. Keliana wiggled her tushy. I put both arms around my darling and held her close to me. I slid all the way into my sweetie as I pulled her back against me.

I paused again to let Keliana adjust to my girth. I then started to slowly stroke in and out of Keliana?s love tunnel. Keliana matched my thrusts as she pushed her sexy tushy back against me. The feeling was so warm and loving. I bent forward again and kissed my darling on her neck.

I now began to thrust harder and faster. Keliana still matched me thrust for thrust. She was moaning loudly again. I glanced over the balcony at the street and I could barely make out someone looking up towards us trying to figure out what the noise was and where it was coming from. I went back to concentrating on my sweetheart. I was thrusting fast and breathing deeply.

I was on the verge of orgasming. I gave a few more really hard thrusts. Keliana moaned deep and long again. The tips of my toes started to tingle and the sensation moved up through my legs to deep within me. Another hard thrust, my cock pulsed, and I spurted deep into my darling. Keliana felt my cock twitch. She squeezed as hard as she could and my cock spurted again and again. I went on orgasming and Keliana was sighing now and holding herself tightly against me.

My orgasm finally subsided and then stopped. I slumped against Keliana holding her tightly and lightly nibbling her neck and the back of her ears. I felt my cock go flaccid and then slowly slip out of Keliana.

Keliana felt my cock leave her. She turned around in my arms and stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. Her eyes were sparkling. I was still breathing heavily. Keliana leaned her head against my chest and then without saying a word stepped away from me and grabbed me by my hand. She led me back inside her apartment and into the bedroom. It looked like our late dinner was now going to be a late brunch tomorrow morning.

[trw]

one more story
plz let me know what you think

I?m horny. I want a big cock, maybe two, the sooner is the better. But I dont have a boyfriend at hand, neither a good lover, so I go to the bar where no good girls going...
I?m wearing my jeans, a silk blouse, some rouge on my lips, sunglasses and I feel the attention as I enter the bar checking my body and especially my ass in the large mirror on the way to the bar. I feel sexy, and very hot, ask Peter, the barkeeper a whiskey (not the most girlish drink, but I told you good girls never come here).
Sitting at the bar I?m looking around, check the opportunities for tonight but find nothing.
Then some friends are coming and I feel less disappointment, then I recognise Peter, the barkeeper watching a brunch of young guys and yes! Somebody worthwhile, finally.
In fact, there?s a guy watching me, a lovely, slim figure with brown eyes and big nose (you know what I mean). I?m wondering how his cock would feel in my mouth and then in my ass... Huhh, dont so fast. Let things evolve a bit, let?s have some chit-chatting, and a bit of touching... We are sitting at a table, he sits next to me and moving closer and closer.
And, oh fuck he touched my ass, no, he?s in fact grabbed my small dick through my jeans, while smiling at me and telling me something about his job. I just check his hardon and decide to get down on business.
We could go to my place or his but I don?t want to wait. I know peter?s secret room behind the bar, I used it a few times already (sometimes with him, he?s actually very good at seducing girls like me) and Peter weaving me, the way is free.
We?re going back I just cant wait anymore. He hardly closed the door when I already gulping his dick, oh fuck it?s quite big! I caress the purple head with my tong and grabbing the shaft hard... and it becoming sooo hard. and it?s not big anymore. It?s huge! And I want it in my ass badly! So I don?t waste the time, put off my jeans and panties and bending onto the table guide his penis right inside my aching ass.He?s very inpatient and put it all the way in, it hurts a bit but I?m still hungry for it so I let him push it hard inside me, I can even feel his balls touching mines with every move. He?s slowing down a bit and my ass gets used to this big gun and I?m getting hard too. He?s reaching out and grabbing my dick, stroking it gently, ohhh I love it I want him do it and yes he does. He jerk me off really well, I like it and I like that big cock in my ass. I taste my own pre cum and it makes me even more horny. He tastes it, too and say something about the lovely taste, oh, mr. nice guy. I want him deeper inside so he sits on the table now (I hope thet it will not crash) and I ride. I take all of that rockhard cock in my ass and let him jerk mine until I cum. I ve got a landslide orgasm, covering his Tshirt and even his face with my thick white sticky cum. I can feel his cock loves the press and start cumming too. We didnt use condom (wich I will probably regret tomorrow) so I can feel the spasms of sperm inside me until it?s over. I lie down on him gasping for air and mess my blouse with my own cum and I m finally satisfied.

Later, I?m ordering a drink, and I feel cum comes from my hole and wet my pants. Fuck I?m getting horny again.

[Venice TGirl]

I still love this story !

[Lbr4me]

Originally Posted by smc

Professor Kander, part 2

I rushed home. I had never felt so excited in my life. And I had never feared anything so much in my life. How in the hell would I be able to work closely with this woman, to whose picture I was masturbating on a regular basis, with no one else around? What had I done?

The next day, I arrived at Professor Kander?s house at the appointed time. I realized that I know anything about her. Was she married? Were kids in the picture? Or was she single? Did she live alone?

As these questions raced through my head, I rang the bell. Professor Kander came to the door. Her red hair was a bit wild compared to in class. She had on a light dress appropriate for the nice Spring day. She gave me little hug and thanked me for showing up to help her. I thought I would pass out.

When I asked her about the plan for the work, I called her Professor Kander. She came right up to me, put an index finger right to my lips, and said, ?Here I?m Orla.? My lips were burning from her touch. Did she notice?

We went to a small office upstairs and, within a short while, we were working. I read and marked up pages, and she made changes based on my suggestions. Sometimes she would ask me questions about my changes, and I found myself in a kind of role reversal. I was the teacher; she was the student. Things went pretty quickly, and we were so wrapped up in the work that I didn?t notice that the sun had set. It was 7 pm when Orla said, ?Are you hungry??

Her voice drove me crazy. I had to stop myself from telling her what I was really hungry for, and I simply said that I wouldn?t say no to something to eat. Then I asked her where her husband was.

?Oh, hun [she called me hun!!!], I?m not married. I was engaged a long time ago, but it didn?t work out. So, I guess it?s just you and me.?

She actually added ?for dinner? to the end of that sentence, but I didn?t hear it at first.

?Let?s go down to the kitchen and see if we can whip something up. Do you mind helping, hun??

Hun, again. I told her I would be happy to help.

Soon, I was bent over the table, cutting vegetables. At one point, Orla came up behind me, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, ?Hun, make those slices a little smaller.? I nearly passed out.

Within a short while, a delicious vegetable stew was ready and served. We sat at the small table, and I even got a glass of wine. Orla made what seemed at first like small talk, asking me where my family lived, whether I had a girlfriend, what kind of music I liked, and so on. But she kept coming back to the girlfriend issue. Finally, she looked me right in the eyes and said, ?I know.?

I stammered and asked her what she meant.

?A woman knows when a man is attracted to her. Do you really think I couldn?t tell why you were distracted in class??

I wanted to ask her if that was why she asked me to her house, but I thought that was to presumptuous. Besides, I was finding it hard to form words.

?It?s okay, though, hun, because outside of class we?re just two people, right??

I managed to tell her that I didn?t think that was the case. She chuckled.

?So, if I said you could kiss me, you wouldn?t do it??

I was being tortured. I knew it.

?Would you like to kiss me??

I couldn?t get any words out. I sat there, stunned. Orla got up, came over to me, and kissed me full on the lips. I felt the zipper in my pants start to give way. She pushed her tongue past my lips and again I nearly passed out.

?You know, when I?m through with you you?re going to have to drop my class.?

I felt a little bit of something drip out of my cock right into my underpants.

?It?s really okay. You know the material. I?ll give you the credit and you can take the final. But it?s not going to work to be in the classroom.?

This was starting to feel a bit bizarre. Just what did she mean by ?when I?m through with you?? What had I stepped into. Then she brushed her hand over the bulge in my pants that must have become obvious, even though I was sitting.

?A woman knows,? she whispered into my ear. ?You?re just the kind of young man I like. Smart, eager to learn, open to new ideas. That is you, right, hun??

All this was followed by a tongue in my ear and a squeeze of my cock, right through my pants. The drip turned to a leak.

Orla took my hand, pulled me up from the chair, and guided me to the couch in her living room. She sat down and told me to stand in front of her. I could smell sex. I knew the smell from masturbating. I was a virgin otherwise. She unzipped my pants and put her soft hand in, fondling my cock. It was hot and sticky. She took her hand out and licked her fingers.

?I think you do like me.? And then she put my cock right in her mouth. It was more than I could take. I stammered and stuttered, trying to tell her to stop because I wasn?t going to be able to control myself. Through her incredible sucking, I heard her say, ?It?s okay, hun. We have plenty of time. Give me a nice hot after-dinner drink.? And I shot a huge load of cum right into her mouth. Then I collapsed. Maybe I even passed out.

As I opened my eyes, I saw that Orla had taken off her dress. She was sitting on the couch clad only in some violet-colored lace panties. Her beautiful breasts were milky white, with taut nipples that beckoned my tongue. She smiled and shook her head, telling me to suck on them, which I did. I could feel my cock harden again and even start to drip again. She touched it gently and again reminded me that we had plenty of time.

For what seemed like an hour, I explored her breasts, neck, and stomach with my mouth and tongue. I was following orders; she told me what to do, and I obeyed. Every time I started to move closer to her panties, she would gently move my head somewhere else. Finally, she asked me for my cock, again. It was harder than I think it had ever been. I could see her lipstick on it, a sight that drove me wild. She kissed it and asked me to describe the sensations I was feeling. I complied.

?I have the same feelings, hun, the very same. It feels so good, doesn?t it?? And she stood up, pushing me down to sit on the couch. She positioned herself in front of me, where I had been, and slowly took off her panties. Out sprang a cock as large as mine.

?I have the same feelings,? she repeated. ?Don?t you want to see how it feels to make someone feel the way I make you feel??

Okay, I said I was a virgin, but I knew women didn?t have cocks. But it was so delicious looking. It was so smooth. She was completely hairless, and her beautiful cock was right in front of me. I could smell the same pungent aroma I had first noticed about her. It wasn?t perfume. It was the exotic, intoxicating fragrance of the most beautiful woman -- a trans woman -- I had ever seen.

I realized that only a fool would turn away. I was no fool. I reached out and stroked her beautiful cock, and then -- with her urging -- took it in my mouth. ?Do what I did to you, hun, and you?ll do fine,? she said. And so I sucked her beautiful cock, loving every minute of it, feeling my own dripping.

She implored me to reach up and touch her nipples as I worshipped her cock with my mouth. ?You can do it, hun. You don?t need your hands to suck my cock.?

It didn?t take long before I felt that incredible part of her womanhood grow larger in my mouth. It felt hotter. It was throbbing. She took one of my hands and placed it on her balls and started me gently rubbing their underside. She bucked and moaned, and then the most delicious nectar spewed from her. It was the taste of trans womanhood. It was the most delicious thing I?d ever tasted, and I wanted to swallow every drop. But before I could, she pulled herself out of my mouth, bent down, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. We shared her delicious cum.

She sat down next to me and kissed me. She asked me if everything was okay. I smiled and said yes. I told her I was in love, and she said, ?There will be time for that. Right now, we have some more exploring to do.?

Orla took me to her bedroom. We were completely naked. She told me that there was much more pleasure to be had. She was already hard again, and told me to get on the bed and suck her some more. I did for a few minutes, until her cock began to drip pre-cum. Then she had me get on all fours, got behind me, and rubbed it on my behind. She spoke softly in my ear and told me to trust her. I promised. Slowly, she pushed her hard cock into me. It hurt at first, but quickly turned to intense pleasure. She reached around and stroked my cock as she fucked me. I was hard again, and dripping. She put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste my own cock.

I could feel Orla?s cock becoming the cock that had cum in my mouth a while earlier. At that very moment, she pulled out of me and turned me over. I lied on my back and she put her cock back into me. We were able to kiss this way; it was pure heaven. Then she began to suck my cock as she pounded hers into me. I couldn?t believe anyone could do something like this. Within a few moments. I started spurting into her mouth. I felt her cock bigger than before. As I was cumming, Orla let out a low moan and then a scream. My cock came out of her mouth and cum sprayed everywhere. Then I felt her begin to fill me with her own cum.

I was in love. I still am. We still are.

whew--I can hardly breathe. I just glanced at this page and could not leave. Thanks for helping me think-just maybe-someday my dreams can come true.

[connie]

Her rubber cock was insatiable, as was her lust for my ass. She fucked me every position she could that night, and my little penis drooled all night, as orgasm after orgasm racked my body. Her musky smell increased in the small cabin as our bodies heated and sweat began to roll. As we moved into a reverse cowgirl, her hard rubber cock deep inside my hot little hole, her hands roaming from nipples, breasts, and hips, I could feel her body began to shake. She pushed me onto the bed and threw my legs over her shoulders. Stroking deep, hard and fast, she sucked on my pedicured toes and shook and shuddered as her orgasm gripped her and shook. She thrust brutally as deep as she could, our groins grinding together, my little cocket resting between our bodies, as she began to spray me, us, with her cum. Finished with her orgasm, she told me to clean herself and her wonderful cock with my mouth. I deep throated the rubber cock and licked her belly clean, she laid down and told me to lick and suck her feet, her toes, her legs. Even her long slim legs were hairy, but they were drenched with her juices, and sucked on her toes as she fingered her wet hairy pussy. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up to her wet cunt, the smell was fantastic and as I licked and cleaned her, she pulled me in deeper and deeper. My tounge penetrated her hot tight pussy, caressed her huge clit, and soon she was shaking and spraying me with her juices once more. She left as dawn began to break, I was nude on my bed, legs spread, covered in her spray and her musk. Worse, the wedding was that afternoon.

After a few hours sleep, and much makeup and primping, I made the wedding, it was lovely, both myself and Christina were bridesmaids, and standing there as the ceremony went on, she gave no indication of what had happened between us. The reception was held on the lawn of the lodge, with small stands of trees and shrubs bordering it. I moved down a path towards the lake, and was grabbed from behind and pulled into the trees. Her mouth greedily meet mine, her tounge invading my mouth, her hot hands roaming my body under my bridesmaids dress. She pulled my down onto all fours, and began to lick my sweet little pussy. " You love this don't you, being dominated by me. Being fucked by me, you love being my bitch.", then her tounge drove deep inside my rosebud. Oh my, soon enough her ever hard friend made his appearance, and slid deep inside of me. There I was on my knees, skirt around my waist, my panties torn, stockings ripped, my small breasts exposed and pushed into the grass, as Christina fucked me like a dog. I could see people across the lawn, the music from the reception floating on the air, and there I was, like an animal, being fucked in the grass and the dirt. To be continued

[randolph]

This story was inspired by the attached photo.

Rogers Revelation
Roger was one of those high school boys that was smart and socially adept. He was top of his class in mathematics and also class president. When graduating, he wanted to go to Stanford University because he knew that was the place to go for math and electrical engineering. Stanford had notified him that he qualified for a scholarship but it did not cover all his expenses. As he searched the internet for a summer job, he ran across a notice at Transmicro for a summer internship. Since Transmicro was near Stanford in Silicon Valley he applied and to his delight was accepted.
He was able to get a cheap room in the dormitories at Stanford for the summer since they were mostly empty. He packed his bags, said goodbye to his family and headed out to what he thought was his future in electrical engineering. Monday morning he checked in at Transmicro and met the personnel officer, Janet Jewell. She told him that his job would be delivering mail to the executive staff including the CEO, Dr.Carly Tiona. Janet invited Roger to sit down while she explained the operations of the office. “I must emphasize” she said “that Dr. Tiona runs a very tight ship, everyone must be to work on time and she tolerates no time wasting on the internet. Also, she expects her mail delivered precisely at nine am. Oh, and be sure to knock before entering her office.” Roger acknowledged all her instructions.
As Roger walked past the office staff to pickup the mail, he noticed everyone looked kind of nervous, suddenly everyone stood up as a door burst open and Dr. Tiona entered. She strode down the aisle in high heels and a surprisingly short skirt; she was a very fine looking women. Each worker nodded and said good morning as she passed. She looked straight ahead without acknowledging any of the greeting. He quickly got out of the way as she passed him. As she reached the end of the staff area she turned and said, “you can get back to work now”. Everybody immediately sat down and looked very busy.
Roger went to the mail room and picked up the mail. The mail clerk, Tad Durling introduced himself and also mentioned that Dr. Tiona wanted her mail at nine oclock sharp. Roger went the rounds delivering mail, watching the time. At nine oclock he knocked on Dr. Tiona’s door. There was no response so he quietly opened the door and entered. She was behind her desk on the phone. He approached her desk with the mail looking for a place to put it. Suddenly she looked up and stared at him for what seemed an eternity. “Who the hell are you”, she asked. “Err, ahem, I am Roger the summer intern, I have been assigned to deliver the mail”. “Well, put it her”, she said, pointing to a basket beside her desk. As he leaned over to place the mail he caught a glimpse of her shapely legs. She continued looking at him intently and he began to feel very uncomfortable.
“When you finish the mail delivery, come back here” she said with a firm voice. Roger nodded “yes Mam” and backed out of the room.
When Roger returned, Dr. Tiona was on the phone again, she pointed to a chair to the side of her desk. He sat down and noticed he had a full view of her sitting there with her gorgeous legs crossed seductively. She hung up the phone and turned her chair to face him. “So what are you doing here?” she asked. Roger explained that he was accepted to Stanford and he was delighted to be an intern at Transmicro. She smiled slightly and moved her crossed leg slightly. He glanced down when she did that and she caught his glance. The way she looked at made him feel strange, he felt some deep seated erotic urge stir within. “You can go now” she said.
This scenario continued every day. Roger began to look forward to these encounters; an erotic energy seemed to be building between them. He enjoyed looking at her legs and she seemed to be encouraging the looks. She didn’t say much, just looked at him with a slight smile as he glanced at her legs. Then one day after sitting there for several minutes she said, “lock the door”. She then called her secretary and said “no calls or visits until I call back”. Roger felt a rush of excitement, what was she up to. He knew she had been teasing him and he knew he was getting aroused. He returned to the chair and sat down. She smiled and opened a box of cigars. She picked one up and carefully licked it all over, then lit it up. She rolled her chair back and directed Roger to crawl under her desk. She then rolled her chair back so Roger was enclosed in front of her.
“You know what to do don’t you?” she said as she presented her foot to him. Roger had never experienced anything like this but somehow he did know what to do. He gently kissed her ankle as he removed her shoe. He then lifted her other leg and kissed her ankle and removed the shoe. He felt an amazing rush of erotic excitement, he loved being between her sexy legs. He loved caressing her lovely smooth legs as he looked up her thighs and thought about what was in her panties. She slid down her chair slightly and lifted her skirt allowing light to illuminate her panties. As Roger stared at them, “would you like to see what’s inside my panties”. “Yes Mam, very much”. “Well, sonny boy, pull them aside and see what I have for you. Roger tentavely reached over and gently pulled her panties aside. He gasped as a large cock slid out and rose to attention. He sat there stunned staring at this big erect cock. She puffed on her cigar and said. “You are going to please me aren’t you, you are going to kiss it and lick it and suck it and stroke it, aren’t you?.” She smiled down at him as he looked up at her. “Yes Mam” he said as she let out a little chuckle “good boy”.
Her instructions were very clear as he leaned forward and kissed the tip of her rigid cock. She quivered slightly as he kissed it and it seemed to get a little harder. He then began licking it like an ice cream cone, first around the head and then up and down the shaft. “Yes, that’s it, good boy, now suck it good, you love it don’t you. Roger nodded in agreement. He did indeed love it, he had never experienced such pleasure. He always thought that having sex with a girl and having his cock deep within her wet pussey would be the ultimate pleasure, now he was not so sure. The awareness that he was pleasuring the CEO of a major company was a huge turn on. He eagerly loved her cock, sucking and stroking and licking it with pure pleasure. He could feel her cock throbbing, it was rock hard and the throbbing was increasing. Suddenly she let out a gasp and his mouth filled with hot creamy cum. Load after load spurted into him. She was holding his ears as she pumped him full of her hard cock cum. He did his best to swallow it but some dripped from his lips but she would not let him release her cock. As it gradually relaxed she held him tight as he continued to gently suck on it. He was drooling all over it as he attempted to lick up the rest of her cum.
As he looked up at her, she leaned back in her chair and puffed on her cigar with a satisfied smile on her face. Some cum was still dripping from the sides of his mouth, he licked it up and said “Is there anything else I can do for you Mam?”. “That’s fine sunny boy you can come out now”. Roger crawled out from under desk and straightened himself up and wiped his lips. Roger, I expect you here tomorrow. Roger smiled and said, “I can’t wait”. She smiled and said “You love my cock don’t you?” He smiled “Yes Mam”. She stood up and took hold of him, “you can call me Carla”, she then kissed him on the lips. “You are my bitch now, do you know what that means”. “Ah, um, I am not sure Carla.” “Well, I now own you sexually, you are mine. You are to please me as I wish. My desires, needs and wishes are to come before yours.” “Carla, I will do anything for you, I love being with you.” “Fine, be here tomorrow, sweety.” He hurried to the restroom and tried to clean up the mess of cum he made in his under pants while sucking off her gorgeous tranny cock.

[smc]

The following is a work of fiction. Some time ago, our own Natalie_J asked me to write a story involving her. Or perhaps I suggested it. I don?t really remember. In any case, a picture of Joanna Jet bending over while doing her laundry finally inspired an idea for a story, and Natalie_J provided the pictures.

We hope you enjoy this brief tale, and the pictures. It is divided into three sections, roughly corresponding to the three sets of accompanying pictures, which appear at the end of each section. Within the story, pictures are numbered within their sets to facilitate your imagination.

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The semester of my sabbatical, I had been invited to lecture for a week at a university in England. I looked forward to a brief respite from my all-day writing marathons and a chance to reconnect with students. Plus, I I planned to throw in a bit of sightseeing in a part of England I did not know so well. Little did I know how enticing the sights would be.

I took an overnight flight from Boston to London and then the train to the south. The university had arranged for me to stay in an apartment used for visiting faculty, close to campus. My instructions were to go to a certain address and see the ?concierge,? who would give me a key.

I took a taxi from the train station and was let out in front of a nicely appointed building. Entering, I found 1A and knocked on the door. A woman opened it, holding a baby. She gave me a key and instructed me to find flat 3B, begging off seeing me to the door because of the squirming child. ?No problem,? I said. ?I?m sure I can find it.?

I took the lift,, found 3B, unlocked the door, and entered. I put my bags down and went down the hall to find the kitchen to get a glass of water. I came upon a surprising sight.

A woman was bent over and putting some clothes into a small washing machine. She hadn?t heard me come in. She had long, brown hair, and was wearing a tight, purple dress. I could see a hint of panties just above the tops of her stockings, which were sheer and had a seam running their full length. Her legs gave way to feet clad in high heels. [picture below, on left]

?Ahem.? I cleared my throat to get her attention. I must have startled her, because as she turned around she slipped and fell to the floor. Her legs opened and I could see her panties, fully. I detected a bulge. She quickly moved her hand to the top of her leg, I thought to pull her dress down. She did do that, but not before she ran the tips of her fingers, with nails of dark red, over that bulge I had detected. I was sure I saw something twitch. [middle picture below]

She began to speak, but without moving from her very provocative position on the floor.

?Who might you be?!? she demanded to know, rather sternly but with just a hint of mischief in her voice.

?I?m here from America, to lecture at the university. I was told downstairs that I would be staying in this apartment.?

?Well, there must be some horrible mistake,? she said, sitting up a patting down her dress. [picture below, on right] ?This is most definitely MY flat.? She gestured that I should show her the key, still in my hand. ?That bloody Mrs. Tate!? she exclaimed, looking at the key. ?She gave you the extra to my flat.?

With that, she stood up, marched me to the door, opened it, picked up my bags and put them in the hallway, smiled, and shut me out in the hallway.

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The next morning, I awoke to a knocking on the door of the correct apartment: 3D. Mrs. Tate had set things straight the day before, and I had settled in and taken a nap. My evening with senior faculty was pleasant enough, but I could not get my initial experience in 3B out of my mind. Imagine my surprise when I opened the door and saw that very woman standing before me.

?Apparently, even after things were fixed,? she said, without even a greeting, ?you still told someone that 3B was your flat?? Although this sounded like a question, I actually took it as an accusation. She pushed her way into my apartment, holding a large, manila envelope.

?Good morning,? I said, and asked her what time it was.

?It?s the afternoon,? she answered. ?Do you always sleep the day away?? I guess my jet-lag had caught up with me.

As I began to answer, I realized I was standing there with nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts. She, on the other hand, was dressed like the previous day. The stockings caught my attention, in particular, and as she stood there holding the envelope I again was convinced I saw a tell-tale bulge. Something began to stir in me.

?Is that for me?? I asked, pointing to the envelope. She handed it to me and I opened it, taking out yet more instructions about my lectures, which were slated to begin the next day.

?What do you lecture on, anyway?? she asked. I thought she had left.

?Linguistics,? I answered. ?Thank you for bringing this to me, and I am most sorry for the inconvenience. I will make sure there are no more such deliveries.? I thought she would excuse herself at that point, but she stood there staring at me.

?Is there something else I can do for you??

She shook her head, part yes and part no -- at least I thought.

?Well, then, I suppose I will shower and dress. Thanks again, and please show yourself out.?

I turned back into the bedroom and went into the bathroom beyond. I showered, shaved, and dressed. My plan was to take a walk around the city and enjoy what I suspected would be a rare, nice day of spring weather before it began to rain. This was, after all, England.

Stepping outside of the building, the first person I ran into was the woman from 3B. ?Off to the university?? she asked.

?No, a walk.? By now, it was 3 pm.

?Fancy a drink, then?? she asked, calling me by name. She?d obviously read the outside of the envelope. ?I?m Natalie.?

?So long as we walk to wherever we?re going, I suppose a drink would be just fine,? I responded. With that, she locked her arm in mine and began to drag me down the street. We walked right into the center of the city and into a pub.

Sitting in one of the booths, Natalie began to tell me all sorts of things about her city. I confess that I didn?t hear any of it, at least not well enough to remember what she said. Instead, I found myself just looking at her and wondering about that bulge I was sure I had noticed. You see, I like a girl with a pretty bulge. I like the idea of pulling down a pair of panties and finding something that most people would not expect to find. I like my girls with an extra-special added attraction, and I was beginning to think that Natalie might be my kind of girl.

After a while, she broke my silence. ?Are you still here?? she asked. ?How about answering some of my questions??

I snapped out of it and became a good conversationalist. We spent nearly two hours in the pub, and then she walked me around some nearby parts of the city. By then, it was quite dark, and we found ourselves back in front of the apartment building.

?How about dinner?? I asked, impetuously.

?I have plans,? she said, with a wink. We parted company. I spent a short while in my apartment, and then later went out and grabbed a bite to eat at a takeaway place nearby, bringing it back and eating alone in my kitchen.

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Later that night, at around 11 pm, I heard laughing in the hallway outside the apartment. I went to the door and opened it just in time to see Natalie opening the door to 3B. She noticed me and waved. I smiled and then she beckoned to me to come over. As I stepped into the hallway she quickly went into her apartment and shut the door. I had to knock.

?It?s open,? I heard her shout, and I entered. I didn?t see her, so I made my way down the hall to her kitchen. There she was on the floor again, facing away from me.

?What?s up?? I asked, surprising myself with my informality.

?I am,? she answered as she turned around. There she was, on her knees and confirming what I had suspected. Her panties were down around her ankles and her beautiful girl-cock stood fully erect -- ?up,? as she had said. [pictures below]

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?This is where you were when I was talking at the pub, isn?t it?? she asked. ?In my knickers.?

I didn?t answer. Instead, I pulled Natalie up from the floor and went to my knees. I grabbed her cock and took it in my mouth, all of it, and began to suck her with passion. I caressed her balls. Very quickly, she released a bit of sweet pre-cum onto my tongue. I stood up and kissed her so we could both taste it. Then Natalie grabbed my hand and guided me to her living room. She sat me on the sofa and climbed up and straddled my face.

?Suck me.? There was an insistence in her voice. I obeyed, and took her back in my mouth.

"Mmmmm," she said, emitting a soft moan. Then she began to plunge her girl-cock deeper into my mouth. It felt so good to have my lips around her. I looked up into her eyes and saw pure lust. I continued to suck.

Natalie placed her hands on my head and began to fuck my mouth slowly, rocking back and forth as she hovered over me. ?Don?t stop,? she moaned. ?It?s soooooo gooooood.?

I began to hum, almost instinctively. That caused Natalie to buck faster and harder into my mouth, and I could feel her thick cock hitting the back of my throat. I felt great.

Her moans grew louder. Suddenly, her cock seemed to double in thickness, and she shouted. ?Yessss, uhhhhhh, yeah, oooooh.? Stream after stream of delicious cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed all I could.

When she was finished shooting her cum into me, she sat on my lap and kissed me. My own cock was straining for release from my pants, and she grinded herself against it. Then she jumped off from the couch and ran back down the hall to the kitchen.

?Come in here,? I heard her shout.

I made my way down the hall. There she was, bent over as I had seen her the first time, only now there was no mistaking that she way my kind of special girl. [picture below, on left]

?I want you to fuck me, just like this,? she purred.

I pulled her knickers down further and positioned myself behind her. [picture below, on right] I put my cock, which was already lubed up from the pre-cum that had been pouring out of it while she fucked my mouth, right into her hole. She bucked back against me and told me to pound her hard and fast, just like she had done in my mouth. It didn?t take long to erupt into her, deep into her.

As my cock softened and fell from her delicious hole, my cum streamed out and I lapped some of it up right out of her behind.

Smiling, Natalie turned around and smiled. We were both smiling.

?How long are you here to lecture?? she asked, breathlessly.

I knew we had only just begun.

[Lbr4me]

Originally Posted by smc

Professor Kander, part 2

I rushed home. I had never felt so excited in my life. And I had never feared anything so much in my life. How in the hell would I be able to work closely with this woman, to whose picture I was masturbating on a regular basis, with no one else around? What had I done?

The next day, I arrived at Professor Kander?s house at the appointed time. I realized that I know anything about her. Was she married? Were kids in the picture? Or was she single? Did she live alone?

As these questions raced through my head, I rang the bell. Professor Kander came to the door. Her red hair was a bit wild compared to in class. She had on a light dress appropriate for the nice Spring day. She gave me little hug and thanked me for showing up to help her. I thought I would pass out.

When I asked her about the plan for the work, I called her Professor Kander. She came right up to me, put an index finger right to my lips, and said, ?Here I?m Orla.? My lips were burning from her touch. Did she notice?

We went to a small office upstairs and, within a short while, we were working. I read and marked up pages, and she made changes based on my suggestions. Sometimes she would ask me questions about my changes, and I found myself in a kind of role reversal. I was the teacher; she was the student. Things went pretty quickly, and we were so wrapped up in the work that I didn?t notice that the sun had set. It was 7 pm when Orla said, ?Are you hungry??

Her voice drove me crazy. I had to stop myself from telling her what I was really hungry for, and I simply said that I wouldn?t say no to something to eat. Then I asked her where her husband was.

?Oh, hun [she called me hun!!!], I?m not married. I was engaged a long time ago, but it didn?t work out. So, I guess it?s just you and me.?

She actually added ?for dinner? to the end of that sentence, but I didn?t hear it at first.

?Let?s go down to the kitchen and see if we can whip something up. Do you mind helping, hun??

Hun, again. I told her I would be happy to help.

Soon, I was bent over the table, cutting vegetables. At one point, Orla came up behind me, rested her head on my shoulder, and said, ?Hun, make those slices a little smaller.? I nearly passed out.

Within a short while, a delicious vegetable stew was ready and served. We sat at the small table, and I even got a glass of wine. Orla made what seemed at first like small talk, asking me where my family lived, whether I had a girlfriend, what kind of music I liked, and so on. But she kept coming back to the girlfriend issue. Finally, she looked me right in the eyes and said, ?I know.?

I stammered and asked her what she meant.

?A woman knows when a man is attracted to her. Do you really think I couldn?t tell why you were distracted in class??

I wanted to ask her if that was why she asked me to her house, but I thought that was to presumptuous. Besides, I was finding it hard to form words.

?It?s okay, though, hun, because outside of class we?re just two people, right??

I managed to tell her that I didn?t think that was the case. She chuckled.

?So, if I said you could kiss me, you wouldn?t do it??

I was being tortured. I knew it.

?Would you like to kiss me??

I couldn?t get any words out. I sat there, stunned. Orla got up, came over to me, and kissed me full on the lips. I felt the zipper in my pants start to give way. She pushed her tongue past my lips and again I nearly passed out.

?You know, when I?m through with you you?re going to have to drop my class.?

I felt a little bit of something drip out of my cock right into my underpants.

?It?s really okay. You know the material. I?ll give you the credit and you can take the final. But it?s not going to work to be in the classroom.?

This was starting to feel a bit bizarre. Just what did she mean by ?when I?m through with you?? What had I stepped into. Then she brushed her hand over the bulge in my pants that must have become obvious, even though I was sitting.

?A woman knows,? she whispered into my ear. ?You?re just the kind of young man I like. Smart, eager to learn, open to new ideas. That is you, right, hun??

All this was followed by a tongue in my ear and a squeeze of my cock, right through my pants. The drip turned to a leak.

Orla took my hand, pulled me up from the chair, and guided me to the couch in her living room. She sat down and told me to stand in front of her. I could smell sex. I knew the smell from masturbating. I was a virgin otherwise. She unzipped my pants and put her soft hand in, fondling my cock. It was hot and sticky. She took her hand out and licked her fingers.

?I think you do like me.? And then she put my cock right in her mouth. It was more than I could take. I stammered and stuttered, trying to tell her to stop because I wasn?t going to be able to control myself. Through her incredible sucking, I heard her say, ?It?s okay, hun. We have plenty of time. Give me a nice hot after-dinner drink.? And I shot a huge load of cum right into her mouth. Then I collapsed. Maybe I even passed out.

As I opened my eyes, I saw that Orla had taken off her dress. She was sitting on the couch clad only in some violet-colored lace panties. Her beautiful breasts were milky white, with taut nipples that beckoned my tongue. She smiled and shook her head, telling me to suck on them, which I did. I could feel my cock harden again and even start to drip again. She touched it gently and again reminded me that we had plenty of time.

For what seemed like an hour, I explored her breasts, neck, and stomach with my mouth and tongue. I was following orders; she told me what to do, and I obeyed. Every time I started to move closer to her panties, she would gently move my head somewhere else. Finally, she asked me for my cock, again. It was harder than I think it had ever been. I could see her lipstick on it, a sight that drove me wild. She kissed it and asked me to describe the sensations I was feeling. I complied.

?I have the same feelings, hun, the very same. It feels so good, doesn?t it?? And she stood up, pushing me down to sit on the couch. She positioned herself in front of me, where I had been, and slowly took off her panties. Out sprang a cock as large as mine.

?I have the same feelings,? she repeated. ?Don?t you want to see how it feels to make someone feel the way I make you feel??

Okay, I said I was a virgin, but I knew women didn?t have cocks. But it was so delicious looking. It was so smooth. She was completely hairless, and her beautiful cock was right in front of me. I could smell the same pungent aroma I had first noticed about her. It wasn?t perfume. It was the exotic, intoxicating fragrance of the most beautiful woman -- a trans woman -- I had ever seen.

I realized that only a fool would turn away. I was no fool. I reached out and stroked her beautiful cock, and then -- with her urging -- took it in my mouth. ?Do what I did to you, hun, and you?ll do fine,? she said. And so I sucked her beautiful cock, loving every minute of it, feeling my own dripping.

She implored me to reach up and touch her nipples as I worshipped her cock with my mouth. ?You can do it, hun. You don?t need your hands to suck my cock.?

It didn?t take long before I felt that incredible part of her womanhood grow larger in my mouth. It felt hotter. It was throbbing. She took one of my hands and placed it on her balls and started me gently rubbing their underside. She bucked and moaned, and then the most delicious nectar spewed from her. It was the taste of trans womanhood. It was the most delicious thing I?d ever tasted, and I wanted to swallow every drop. But before I could, she pulled herself out of my mouth, bent down, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. We shared her delicious cum.

She sat down next to me and kissed me. She asked me if everything was okay. I smiled and said yes. I told her I was in love, and she said, ?There will be time for that. Right now, we have some more exploring to do.?

Orla took me to her bedroom. We were completely naked. She told me that there was much more pleasure to be had. She was already hard again, and told me to get on the bed and suck her some more. I did for a few minutes, until her cock began to drip pre-cum. Then she had me get on all fours, got behind me, and rubbed it on my behind. She spoke softly in my ear and told me to trust her. I promised. Slowly, she pushed her hard cock into me. It hurt at first, but quickly turned to intense pleasure. She reached around and stroked my cock as she fucked me. I was hard again, and dripping. She put her fingers in my mouth so I could taste my own cock.

I could feel Orla?s cock becoming the cock that had cum in my mouth a while earlier. At that very moment, she pulled out of me and turned me over. I lied on my back and she put her cock back into me. We were able to kiss this way; it was pure heaven. Then she began to suck my cock as she pounded hers into me. I couldn?t believe anyone could do something like this. Within a few moments. I started spurting into her mouth. I felt her cock bigger than before. As I was cumming, Orla let out a low moan and then a scream. My cock came out of her mouth and cum sprayed everywhere. Then I felt her begin to fill me with her own cum.

I was in love. I still am. We still are.

Just thought you should now I could hardly breathe as I read this story. THANKS

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Originally Posted by Lbr4me

Just thought you should now I could hardly breathe as I read this story. THANKS

You are so very welcome. That story is from January 2010. Perhaps it's time for me to write another.