Your Favorite Shemale fantasy

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"I’m glad you think my idea for a 'scene' is hot Andy. I’ve always wanted to do something with you where we were both tied up and had to fuck each other somehow. But I know you want to be safe.”

“Well the cable machine has handles that we can insert our wrists into and they also have clips so you can change attachments, so if we don’t use too much resistance they should be easy to pull down and release ourselves when we’re done Kirsten.”

“I knew I could count on you to figure something out, Andy. I’ve also called our friends Samantha and Diiane to come over later. They have the alarm code and could free us if we do get stuck. We could also call 911 if we have to. I am SO looking forward to this, Andy. I just don’t want us to end up on something like “Sex Sent Me to the ER” you say laughing.

“We won’t as long as we’re careful baby. So when do you want to try it?”

“Um… how about tonight?”

“Sounds awesome to me Kirsten, lets go get ready. Then I’ll let you set up the scene.”

Back down in our basement you begin: “We have both been kidnapped by an evil agency that wants me to help them develop a chemical that will contaminate the worlds water supply. They also need your computer skills to hack into several sites around the world. They plan to torture us if we don’t cooperate and they have tied us to a rack facing each other with a metal sound inserted into both of our cocks. If we can make each other cum then we'll be able to release the mechanism and escape. If we don’t…”

“Fucking each other with a sound doesn’t exactly sound like ‘torture.’ Shit, I’d do it willingly with you anytime Kirsten.”

“Silly… the whole idea is that we are tied up and have to get off just using the sound. I think it’s hot. Hope you like it Andy.”

“No problem. I like anything with you.”

We attach our ankles to the lower set of straps. Because you are a little shorter you stand with your legs far apart on a plastic step used for aerobics. This brings our now very hard cocks to about the same height. I carefully insert the sound into each of our cocks using lots of lube and pre-cum. It slides in very easily and feels great. You let out a gasp and then a giggle as the sound finds its way down your urethra. You say “Fuck, baby, why do I think were gonna last just a few seconds before we cum.”

“It may be more difficult than you think Kirsten.”

Taking several feet of soft bondage rope I wrap it around our cocks and balls then tie our cocks together around the head so the sound can’t accidentally “slip out.” There is enough slack so that we can fuck each other and the tips of our cocks can touch. I have a feeling this is going to work very well.

We adjust our positions so we have enough freedom of movement then at the same time we both reach up pulling the top handles down slightly and insert our wrists. While it is actually easy to “slip out” and escape (I insisted on this) the slight amount of weight gives the feeling of tension adding to the excitement.

“You good baby?” I say.

“Totally. Christ you are fucking hot Andy. And your muscles! I’ve never seen you quite like this before. God I want to see you cum baby. I’ll make a slut out of you yet...”

“Maybe we’ll get stuck and have to stay like this until we’re rescued, Kirsten. That might take hours.”

“I’d like that” you say giggling. Then add “do you think this is the craziest thing we’ve ever done Andy.”

“No. Sex on the Harley that night was the craziest thing. We could have been killed. By the way Kirsten you are absolutely gorgeous.”

“Thanks baby. Did you notice our cocks have gotten a little bigger? When it slides in and out as I move it feels incredible. It’s like a ‘tickle’ inside my cock. I want to cum so badly. Does it feel like that to you?”

“Yeah. We should try moving back and forth slowly.”

“OK. Here goes…”

At first, it’s more of a ‘teasing’ sensation. It feels great but I’m not sure it’s enough stimulation to make us cum. Gradually we fall into a rhythm and find that if we take long strokes it starts to feel like we are really fucking each other and might actually be able to cum from this. When the tips of our cocks touch the feeling is indescribable. As we look into each other’s eyes you smile knowingly at me. Seeing your beautiful body stretched tight makes me feel like it’s only a matter of time. The sensation grows in my cock. I can tell you are feeling it too as you moan and pull against your straps. Both of us are beginning to get into it. I’m trying to focus on the “scene” you have imagined and gradually I feel less like I’m in my basement playing bondage games with my girlfriend and more like we are both held captive. Your idea really was a good one. After a while I know that it’s inevitable that I will cum.

We continue to fuck each other and I can tell you are getting close. Your breathing has changed and I can see all the muscles in your body growing tight. I feel my orgasm building then just as the tips of our cocks touch again, cum spurts out around the metal rod in our cocks. The restraints add to the feeling and we both thrust our hips toward each other. The waves of pleasure follow and then we both just go limp. God it feels good.

Laughing you say, “That was amazing baby. I feel totally relaxed. But I don’t think I could do it again.”

“That’s OK Kirsten. I don’t think I could either. Do you think we will be able to escape?”

“Sure baby, just pull the handles down like you planned.”

I do and my hands are free. You do the same and with the sound still in our cocks, we kiss and hold each other. You have stepped down off the platform and looking up at me say “I love you so much Andy. That was awesome. I’ve never felt anything quite like that before.” We have both started to lose our erections and you say “Owww… we better take this fucking thing out…” After removing the sound there is a load of cum trapped behind it that spills out from each of us and lands on the floor. We both laugh at the mess we’ve made then help each other undo our ankle restraints.

“You know we shoulda made a video of that Andy.”

Laughing I say “Great, just what Zionsville needs, first 'Subway Jared,' then Kirsten and Andy making a porno movie in their basement.”

“You are so funny Andy. So, what do you think we will do on our wedding night?”

“Something crazy I’m sure.”

“What time do you think it is?”

“Maybe around 9. We were at it for almost 2 hours.”

“Ohmigod! Samantha and Diiane will be here soon!”

“Let’s clean up and get dressed then we can all go out someplace downtown” I say.

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In many of the “Kirsten” stories I make references to places in or around Zionsville, Indiana. Last week the Stonegate (not “Stone Gate” as in the title of the article) elementary school had a lockdown.

http://www.theindychannel.com/news/c...ry-on-lockdown

My niece goes to that school and I was home all day working on the computer. Saw the activity and went out to ask if everything was OK. Was told by the police “everything is under control sir.” A nice way of saying “don’t fucking bother us…” Turns out they were looking for a robbery suspect. If you zoom in on the map at the bottom of the article you can see my house. It’s one of the ones on W. Stonegate Dr. right across from the school. Zionsville is located on the North West side of Indy. If you follow the news, Zionsville was the home of “Jared” of Subway fame—he’s living in government housing now. In a post from a couple years ago I talked about seeing the FBI raid go down. The place where I workout and where Kirsten and I met in the first story is about 3 miles East on Oak street.

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I thought since I probably wont be a member here much longer I'd post a link to my WordPress site. The two featured stories are about my friend Stephanie. Unlike most of the "Kirsten" stuff, there really was a Stephanie. Some of the dialog is written as best as I could remember. The events in both stories actually happened. Stephanie was in fact my first girlfriend and we dated through High-School. I have posted them before and gotten some positive response. While they do depict some sexual activity I wouldn't classify them as "porn." Hope you enjoy them.

https://andy9127blog.wordpress.com

If you want to know more about me just click on "About." No, I'm not Mr. Doubleknit Pants from 1975 as in the fake "Personal Ad" I created. In fact I wasn't even born for several more years!

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Getting home from work this afternoon I hear “Hi baby, did you have a good day?” Going downstairs to investigate I find Kirsten, fully naked sitting in the bondage chair playing with the acrylic “ball vise” she ordered. “Wow this is gonna be awesome! I can’t wait to try it out for real.”

“You look great Kirsten but don’t you think that’s a little much? I mean I don’t want to do anything where you might get hurt.”

“I won’t. I’m not like gonna crush my own balls and I’m sure you’ll be careful Andy. You know I thought that video we watched was totally hot. That guy was slowly squeezing that boys balls while he edged him. You could just tell he was loving it. I think it would be sooooo amazing to have you do that to me. There’s NO one else but you I’d ever trust, baby.”

“Well we better use a ‘safeword’ for sure this time.”

“I want you to gag me so we’ll have to use some kind of signal.”

“What did you have in mind Kirsten?”

“Well since I’m gonna be strapped down in the chair, the only thing I could move would be my fingers so at first I thought of ‘flipping’ you off if it got too intense…” you say giggling. “Then I thought if I crossed my fingers that might work.”

“So how far have you taken it since you’ve been down here playing around?”

“Actually quite a ways. It feels good the tighter it gets. I was SO hard. All I needed was to be strapped in with you in control.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Not really. Well maybe a little… What is such a turnon to me is the idea of you in control. Wanna see what it feels like, Andy?”

“OK. But be careful” I say apprehensively.

“Silly… I’m not gonna crush your balls, I just wanted you to see what it feels like before you do it to me. Unless you want me to…" you say smiling.

Taking off my pants I sit in the chair while you help me stick my now hard cock through the hole and then you attach the plexiglass plates and tighten the screws gently. I have to admit it’s sort of weird but also a turn on.

“Now baby just tighten this lever until you want to stop. There’s a ratchet so you can’t undo it… so you better be careful…”

I give the lever a pull and feel the vice tighten. It’s not bad and it kind of feels good.

“Christ Andy, that was nothing. You can do better than that!”

I give the lever another turn and I can feel the plates begin to squeeze my balls. There’s no pain but I feel like if someone went too far this could really hurt or do damage.

“Not bad sweetie. But you know I can take much more than that.”

“Yeah. As long as we use the signal. Also if I think it’s hurting you Kirsten, we stop, no questions asked. Agreed?”

“Sure baby. That’s why I’d never do this with anyone else. I love you Andy.”

“You are right. I’d never hurt you. One thing I remember about that video was how long the dom kept the young man on edge before he let him come. You and I may be here for quite a while…”

“So do you want me to get ready?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Well, the evil criminals that wanted me to give them the secret formula never did get it. So now they are going to torture me for hours until I break. But as you know I can take a lot.”

Then, heading upstairs, you take a shower, saying “wait here.”

When you come out you are totally naked, covered in oil, and carrying several restraints. “Baby I’m all yours now. You can do whatever you want.”

I tightly cuff your hands behind your back and attach the ankle restraints. I put a heavy leather belt around your waist as well as a slave collar then attach all the chains. There’s no way you can go anywhere now.

“Fuck Kirsten, you look so sexy. You know, I never expected to fall in love with my prisoner.”

“Umm… I think that’s OK in this case baby” you say laughing.

We kiss for the longest time then getting down on my knees, I take your rock hard cock in my mouth and suck you ever so gently. I’m careful to go slowly and lick your shaft very lightly so that you can’t come.

Heading downstairs I walk you over to the bondage chair. Removing your restraints, you sit down and I strap you in. Your legs are spread very wide and I pull the heavy leather straps around your chest, waist and thighs very tight. You gasp as I tighten them. “OK baby?” I ask. “Yeah Andy. God it feels good.”

Tightening up all the remaining straps you are totally immobilized. “I did mean what I said about falling in love with my captive” I say as I bend over to kiss you. You smile at me. I can tell you are super turned on. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you harder. I’m equally turned on. This should be a very long but fun night.

Opening your mouth wide I insert a rubber penis gag and buckle it. Now we will only be able to communicate through hand signals.

Playing along I say “You have been completely uncooperative. We have found that ordinary means of coercion have proved useless so therefore we will dispense with the preliminaries. You will be tortured until you are completely broken then we’ll ask you again about the secret formula.”

It is a good thing we decided against the “finger” as a hand gesture to use if you were in trouble because even though your wrists are tightly strapped to the chair you manage to “flip me off.” Even though you are gagged I can’t help but hear a giggle as you do this. God, Kirsten, you really are something else.

Speaking sternly, I say “We always begin these sessions slowly, Ms. Williams. It may be hours before a prisoner breaks down. I have a feeling you are a very stubborn girl. This session could go on well into the night.”

I run my fingers up the inside of your thighs. Your muscles pull as hard as they can against the straps but to no avail. I can hear you going “MMMMMpppphhhhhh!” through you gag as I ever so lightly stroke the head of your cock. Kneeling in front of you I lick and torment your throbbing cock with my mouth and tongue. I know exactly what it takes to get you off Kirsten, after all we’ve been dating almost a year. Of course I’m not letting you cum. At least not yet. And I have a lot more in store for you tonight baby.

Leaving your cock alone for the time being, I concentrate on massaging your breasts and nipples. This always drives you wild. I seriously think you could cum just from that. Maybe we’ll try that later. Your body is rigid and you lay back against the chair and moan softly through your gag. You look at me with those beautiful blue eyes. That says it all. We are crazy in love with each other. It just happens that we like to do stuff like this once in a while. We joked one time that we could put “Fifty Shades of Grey” to shame if given the chance.

Taking the plexiglass ball vice, I fit it over your cock and balls. Your eyes grow huge as I tighten the thumbscrews. You had fun playing with it earlier. Now you begin to wonder how far I will take it. Already you are squirming and I look for the crossed finger “safe signal” we had agreed upon earlier. Ever so slowly I tighten the ratchet and watch your balls compress slightly. You have not lost your erection, if anything you are even harder and there is lots of precum flowing out of your beautiful cock. You close your eyes and lay your head against the chair as I again, ever so lightly stroke you. I leave the mechanism where it is while I continue to torment you. It’s been at least three hours and I still haven’t let you come.

“Well, Ms. Williams, are you ready to cooperate with us?” Again you “flip me off” and there is a look of defiance in your beautiful eyes. “I guess we need to take it up a notch” I say as I give the ratchet one more turn. Your back arches as you pull violently against the straps and you scream through your gag. I look for the “crossed finger” signal but still don’t see it. Just to be safe, I back the ratchet off just a little. I can hear you sigh as I do. Then I return to teasing your nipples. You continue to squirm in your bonds and your body is totally covered in oil and sweat. Your beautiful blonde hair is matted to your face. The precum is just pouring out of your cock. I lick up every bit of it. As I do I gently suck you and you thrust your hips as if you were trying to fuck my face. I can hear you moaning and going “MMMMMffff!” through your gag. As I stand up, I give the ratchet another turn. You almost break the straps as I do and I know you are really getting close.

Looking for the “safe signal” I still don’t see it but it’s been almost seven hours now. I’m not sure if you are just being defiant or really want this to continue. I love you Kirsten and above all want this to be fun. We seem to know each other’s limits. So I stop and take your gag out. In a weak voice you say “Jesus, Andy, please let me cum. I love you baby.” I brush your hair out of your face then we share a very long and passionate kiss. I ask you if the vice is too tight. “No. I like it like that. You’re not hurting me Andy.”

Kneeling between your thighs, I take you back into my mouth and begin to suck you off. In seconds I can feel your cock begin to pulse. A moment later you shoot a huge load into my mouth and let out what is almost a “primal” scream as your body pulls against the restraints. You are a very strong girl and you pull one of the wrist straps right off the chair. I can feel your body go limp. If it weren’t for your bonds you would’ve collapsed on top of me. Exhausted, you slump against the back of the chair. Looking up at me you say “I love you so much Andy. That was wonderful.”

“I love you too Kirsten. I hope you are OK. That was really intense!”

You start to laugh and say “Andy, next time we should try something REALLY kinky like having sex in a nice warm bed.”

“Sounds good to me…” I say as I undo the straps holding you to the chair. You are too weak to move so I carry you upstairs to our bedroom and give you a bubble bath and massage then climb into bed with you.

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Our “session” with the bondage chair last night left us both worn out. After not going to bed ‘till early in the morning, we sleep in well past noon. Waking up I find that during the night, Kirsten has moved over to my side of the bed and is snuggled right next to me. Her legs are intertwined with mine and her left arm holds me gently. I didn’t get to come last night so I have a huge erection that needs attention and I notice that Kirsten is semi-hard.

I kiss her and say “I love you baby.” She is still half asleep and mumbles “I love you too Andy.” Continuing to kiss her I reach down and gently stroke her cock. Waking up but still drowsy, she giggles and says “What time is it anyway?” “A little after noon. How are you feeling baby?” “Great. Last night was awesome.” Kissing me back she pauses and looking into my eyes, says “You know we still have some unfinished business…” With that she reaches down to stroke my cock. She rolls over on her back and I kneel between her open legs. We take our time just enjoying each other. She doesn’t say anything but her smile says it all. I can’t even begin to describe how beautiful Kirsten looks in the light coming in from the window.

Using lube I carefully insert my fingers and massage her for several minutes. She moans and says “Oh God, that feels wonderful… I need your cock inside of me Andy. That was the one thing I really missed last night.”

Her own cock soon grows hard and as she lays back on the bed and pulls her legs up I gently enter her. Slowly, very slowly, we begin to fuck each other. I have to be careful so that I don’t come too soon. As my orgasm builds I jack her off and it doesn’t take long before we both have explosive orgasms. I feel like I will never stop cumming. She shoots her load onto her tummy and breasts as I collapse on top of her.

Still inside of her I feel another but lesser ejaculation. Maybe it’s still part of the first. Whatever, it’s incredible. I feel like I just want to lay there with her forever. She holds me tightly and says “I love you baby.”

After a few minutes we separate and lay on our sides facing each other. I gently stroke her hair as she touches my face. “So what would you like to do today sweetie?” she says. “I was thinking about maybe starting to plan our wedding Kirsten. You know June is not far away. We’ve got a lot of work to do.” “Yeah. I was thinking the same thing Andy.”

Heading down to our kitchen, I make us breakfast and take it upstairs along with a few brochures and info on the Grand Hotel in Michigan. Sitting there in bed we begin to make plans for this summer.

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Personally, I would never want to be castrated nor would I wish it for my partner. However many years ago I read a very hot story about a couple, much in love, one of whom wished to undergo both a castration and penectomy. Several times I have searched for it again to no avail. I believe it might have even been on Usenet (showing my age I guess ).

Anyway, the essence of it was the partner who wished to be castrated was tied to the bed spread eagled and a very complicated device was attached that would use counterweights and a thin wire loop to remove his cock and balls at the right moment. He was totally in control of when and if the device would be triggered and there was a lot of intense sex leading up to the “climactic” moment. Part of his desire was to lose his penis and testicles to his lover as the ultimate expression of submission.

His partner spent hours teasing, sucking, and fucking him while he was tied to the bed giving him several orgasms. There was a lot of kissing and interaction between the two and of course while being fucked by his lover and cumming (for what would be the last time) he finally releases the wire. The aftermath was quite graphic. How they dealt with his recovery I don’t remember. I think his partner either was a doctor or had a medical background. There was a lot of preparation as I remember and it did have a good ending as this is what each of them wanted. Yes, I know, to many people it probably sounds like something from “Saw.” However, I thought the expression of love between the couple and the sex in anticipation of the “main event” was very well written and erotic.

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After tying me securely to the torture rack in our basement then taking a sharp pair of scissors, Kirsten said “Andy, that’s the last time I’m going to ask you to cut the fucking grass…”