Shemale Stories

[hairyharry]

Olala that is really nice

[ila]

Time to bump this

[franalexes]

Originally Posted by Shemale Sex Lover

Hey tlover,

I'm all for shemale stories I love reading them too and always republish them at the blog when our readers post something worthy. But unfortunately the forum software doesn't allow to save drafts, if this is what you are looking for...

Of course i would love the forum members to post more hot stories, but i can't think of the way to motivate them to write more.

Maybe if we could get SSL to cross dress and get naked? NAH, that wouldn't work.

[tytus22]

My prefered stories are on nifty.org! Lots of them an various subgroups. However, the other one i liked a lot - fictionmania - closed recently (well, i cant open their site!)

[randolph]

Rick and Kim
Friday rolled around and Rick began to wonder if Kim would show up. The idea that he would be alone with her was stirring in his mind. Is she going to want him and does he want to have sex with her. His concerns about becoming gay seem to have retreated to the back of his mind. Nevertheless he thought about where a relationship with Kim would lead.
A noise in the driveway distracted him. It was Kim arriving in her Lexis. A twinge of excitement rippled through him. He watched Kim open the car door and swing her gorgeous legs out. Her skirt had slid well up her thighs exposing the smooth skin of both legs. She got out and stood up, closed the door and started toward the cabin door. She had on a light silken skirt and a tank top of a crumpled pink expanded material. The color went well with her violet skirt. She was wearing black high heels. The vision of her walking up to the cabin was erotic to say the least. Her tight slim body was oozing sex.
Rick opened the door and gave her a bear hug and a kiss on the neck. He said, "Would you like some fresh baked bread, cheese and wine?" "Oh that sounds very good, it's been a long day". They sat on the porch while sipping wine and enjoyed a beautiful sunny day. Kim said she got a letter from Misha in Switzerland. Her father had taken her on a tour of the Hadron Collider which was about to begin operation. She was enjoying her stay but was missing her cabin buddies, particularly at night. "If you don't mind, I would like to take a shower and freshen up a bit" Kim said. "That's fine, I will start putting things together for dinner". Kim disappeared into the bathroom and Rick proceeded to the kitchen. The wine had relaxed him and he felt very good about Kim. It was delightful having her here. Her presence seemed to fill the cabin with erotic energy.
His mind turned to what might happen next. Does she want sex? Does he want to have sex with her? There seemed little doubt regarding either question. How is it going to happen was the next question. Rick had picked up two Dungeness crabs and had them ready with more wine, couscous and some fresh peas and carrots from Rhonda's garden. When Kim entered the kitchen, she had on his bathrobe which was way too big for her but she looked great anyway. At dinner, Randolph enjoyed watching Kim pursue the crab legs. She eagerly tore open the crab legs with her teeth and sucked out the succulent meat carefully licking her lips and fingers. He served her peaches and cream for dessert.
They sat in the living room before the fire and sipped Napoleon Brandy, not talking much, just staring at the fire. Finally, Rick said, "You are welcome to the bedroom and I can sleep on the couch". Kim held her glass to one side and looked at him intently. Her gaze was penetrating. Rick returned the gaze but felt a little uneasy. Kim revealed a slight smile, "Your joking aren't you!" she said. Then she moved slightly and the robe slipped off her legs. Randolph continued the gaze although he wanted to admire her gorgeous legs. She slowly spread her legs apart causing the robe to reveal more of her thighs. Rick could no longer resist looking, his eyes caressed her legs beginning at the ankles and slowly sliding up her calves and along her thighs, her smooth skin covered lovely long shapely muscles.
The fire did not illuminate her upper thighs but as he looked deeper he saw her transsexual cock in the dim light. It was fully erect. A surge of arousal rushed through him as he dropped to his knees and began kissing Kim's lovely feet. He removed her shoes and began licking her toes and carefully sucking each one. Kim seemed to enjoy this somewhat surprising attention. She thought Rick was not much into fetish sex. Slowly with kissing and licking he worked himself up her legs. The vision of Kim's erect cock washed away his inhibitions, loving it is all he wanted to do. She slid forward on the couch spread her legs wide and presented her hard cock to him. "Would you like to suck it?" she asked. "I would love to" as he gently kissed the tip of her rigid cock. A crystal clear drop of pre cum promptly appeared on the tip. Rick licked it up savoring its slightly salty taste. Her cock had a slight aroma, something like Lavender honey.
Rick now realized that all along deep within his mind he was longing for this moment. Oh, he wants it, god he wants it, the feeling of her big succulent cock in his mouth is incredible. He eagerly sucks and licks it from top to bottom. Kim was thrusting her hips forward and moaning, "I love it, oh suck it, oh keep sucking it, oh I love it, suck me, suck, me!".Rick was so delighted that he was pleasing her, he wanted this to last forever. He grasped her throbbing cock with one hand and stroked it while he sucked the swollen cockhead. He now wanted her cum, he remembered how good it was the first time. Suddenly Kim stopped thrusting her hips and with a loud moan filled Rick's mouth with her warm silky cum. Oh, it's so good, he thought, as he licked up every drop. Her cock remained hard for some time as Randolph gently stroked and licked and kissed it. He heard her say, "you're the best". She then leaned forward, grasped his head and licked her cum off his lips. " Ummm, I love my cum", she said. Then Kim got up, took Randolph's hand and led him into the bedroom. "I am going to take care of you now".

[tlover]

Randolph, that was a great story so well written and very erotic, got my pulse racing and my cock throbbing.
Any chance of a part two?

[randolph]

Originally Posted by tlover

Randolph, that was a great story so well written and very erotic, got my pulse racing and my cock throbbing.
Any chance of a part two?

Thanks so much, I appreciate comments. This is part of a longer story, I will post another part soon.

[randolph]

Randolph had invited Misha and a girlfriend to come by for the weekend and to his delight they showed up Friday night. Misha introduced her girlfriend Kim to Randolph. She was very pretty, slim and slightly athletic looking with petite breasts. After dinner, the girls proceeded to the bedroom, Misha leaned over Randolph and whispered in his ear "you are going to watch, aren't you" and then licked his ear, the sensation rippled down his back. Before he could respond they had entered the bedroom. There was a small storage room that opened to the living room that shared a wall with the bedroom. There were several small cracks in the adjoining wall that he had intended to repair, but could be of good use shortly.

For a while, the girls showered and puttered around in and out of the bathroom. He quietly entered the storage room and peeked through one of the cracks in the wall. The girls entered the bedroom with towels wrapped around them. Kim was standing next to the bed and Misha was in front of her. Misha looked at Kim and dropped the towel revealing her gorgeous body. Kim looked at her and also dropped her towel. As his eyes adjusted to the dim moonlight shining through the window, he could see Misha's firm breasts and very close to them were Kim's petite breasts, they were almost touching. The nipples of both of the girls were erect, they began caressing each others bodies and kissing passionately. He could see Kim probing Misha's mouth with her tongue. Often, they would look down at their breasts and slowly rub their nipples over each other and smile at the pleasure that was created. They were obviously enjoying each others company immensely. Misha then began kneeling down, kissing Kim's petite breasts and her taunt body as she went.

It was then that Randolph noticed something special about Kim. She had an erection! She had a fully erect shecock! As Misha came down and looked at it, Kim asked Misha "do you like it". It was almost eight inches long and curved slightly upward pointing directly at Misha's mouth. "Its gorgeous and so big, may I kiss it" Misha answered. "Yes, please do, I would love it, my shecock is for you to enjoy". Misha eagerly proceeded to pleasure Kim's lovely shecock. She enjoyed slipping her lips over the full smooth head and down the shaft as far as she could take it. Then she would slowly lick it up one side and down the other and then give it a deep suck slowly pulling back up the shaft and over the turgid head. Soon Misha noticed precum dripping from it, she tasted it. It was slightly salty and very slippery. She licked it up and continued to caress the swollen head with her tongue. Kim was holding Misha's head between her hands and looking down at her with an expression of extreme pleasure on her face. "Oh Misha, you do that so good, I love it". Kim then held Misha's head firmly and proceeded to thrust her rigid shecock in and out of Misha's mouth. She started slowly at first, then went faster and faster thrusting deep into Misha's mouth. Misha kept her lips tightly wrapped around the throbbing shaft as Kim ascended toward orgasm. Kim was starting to breathe rapidly and panting with every stroke. Suddenly Kim let out a loud groan and stopped thrusting. Misha could feel a shudder in Kim as her cum came rushing into Misha's mouth. The hot cum was filling her mouth and she did not want to release Kim's shecock, she swallowed, as load after load spurted into her waiting mouth. Once the ejaculations stopped, Misha released Kim's shecock and licked the cum dripping off the softening tip. Randolph did not miss any of this and his own powerful orgasm occurred along with Kim's. Kim then knelt down and embraced Misha, kissing her lips, "Oh Misha, thank you, that was so good". "I loved sucking it, your cum tastes so good" said Misha, "now it's my turn".

[tlover]

Wow another hot and horny story Randolph, your the man and your becoming quite prolific.

Strange how my nipples got rock hard when reading about kim and misha's nipple rubbing session.

[randolph]

Originally Posted by tlover

Wow another hot and horny story Randolph, your the man and your becoming quite prolific.

Strange how my nipples got rock hard when reading about kim and misha's nipple rubbing session.

Thanks again,
Writing this stuff makes me extremely horny, I love it. It really pleases me that other people like it also.
Cheers,
Randolph

i don't like a bulge in the panties. a shemale must have a soft crotch.
i often wear panties underneath with a ladie's jeans. i think there will not be an unwanted bulge.
a panties wants a no bulge situation like this( anita cost, though she has a big dick down there)

[randolph]

Hi all,
This is the first part of one of my stories. If you like it I will continue posting more of it.

Charlie finds a new life (a purely fictional fantasy)

Charlie was an investment broker living the good life in a Hollywood hills mansion. He wisely sold most of his investments' just before the crash. His assets now consisted of the mansion, a Murano, a Tesla, lots of cash and some good stocks. They (he and his wife, Darla) had a gardener and a maid, Kim. It was a bright sunny Saturday morning when Charlie went down stairs for breakfast. His trophy wife, Darla, was sitting there waiting for him. He kissed her good morning and she looked at him with a solid cold stare. Is something wrong, he said. She looked at him with contempt for a few moments and then said. I checked your computer for some news and found your collection of shemale porn. You son of a bitch are you some kind of pervert? Charlie was at first speechless, he thought he had secured his shemale porn collection. Well now you know, he said. I also know some things about you, my dear. I have noticed how friendly you are to Kim, how you are often touching her. Late the other night, I noticed you were not in bed so I went down stairs to see what you were doing. As I passed Kim's room I heard soft moans. I carefully opened the door slightly and peeked in; you and Kim were both naked. Kim was on her back and you were eagerly licking her pussey. So if I am a perverted son of a bitch, what are you? If you prefer being a lesbian so be it. Shall we split up? That's fine with me she said. I want the house, the Murano, plenty of cash and of course Kim. Ok you can have it and her, I will take the Tesla, the stock and half of the cash. There are other good things in the world besides pussey, he said, with a slight grin. They agreed, signed divorce papers and Charlie prepared to leave.

[randolph]

Part two.
While Charlie loaded his belongings in the Tesla, he decided to head for San Diego, he knew that condos there were now dirt cheap and he liked the ambience there. The Tesla was fully charged and he headed down the freeway. The powerful electric motor pushed the car effortlessly. He knew he could blow away any other car on the freeway. If a cop started chasing him, he could be in Tj. before the cop got to Carlsbad. The Tesla was the closest thing to flying he had ever experienced. He wished he had a gorgeous shemale riding next to him. He had made reservations at the Hotel Del Coronado across the bridge from San Diego. He particularity liked the Coronado for its warmed salt water pool and the adjacent ocean. The porter took his luggage to an ocean view room with a balcony. After showering, he went down to the bar to relax and have a couple of drinks before dinner. The bar was rather dark and not crowded since it was early evening. As his eyes adjusted to the light he noticed at the other end of the room, a young women sitting by herself. He thought about going over and introducing himself but it took a while to screw up his courage. Finally he stood up and walked over to her table, and said. Hello, I am Charlie, are you waiting for someone? She said, no I just like this place. So do I, may I buy you a drink? Sure she said, by the way my name is Khloe. Charlie, where are you from? I just got here from Hollywood, my divorce is over and I am looking to start a new life. They chatted for a while and Charlie invited Khloe to have dinner. After enjoying a lush dinner of lobster, oysters and wine, they went out and sat by the pool and had a gin and tonic. Charlie asked Khloe if she had ever been in this salt water pool, she said no but it looked inviting. He noticed her lovely legs and wished he could see more of them. Maybe he could get her to go for a swim. Would you like to go for a swim, he asked? Oh, that would be nice but I don’t have a suit. The hotel store is still open, perhaps they have a suit, he said. Ok, let’s check it out. The store had a nice piece form fitting suit that she liked. Charlie bought it and they went to his room to change. They then went back to the pool, Charlie noticed that Khloe had a very nice trim figure, her breasts were petite, her skin was smooth and her legs were lovely. She was blonde, not very tall and had lovely blue eyes and sensual lips. In other words, she is gorgeous. They jumped into the pool and enjoyed floating in the salt water which buoyed them up much more than plain water. As they left the pool, Charlie noticed that Khloe’s suit had a slight bulge between her legs. Humm, he thought. They went back to his room, showered and went out to the balcony. Charlie complemented her on her beauty and she smiled and looked at him. She said, I think you should know who I am, I am Khloe Hart. Oh my god, are you THE Khloe Hart the famous shemale porn actress? Yes I am, she said. Charlie thought to himself, oh my god I have died and gone to heaven. Khloe said, are you upset that I am a shemale? No, no, in fact, I have admired you for a long time. On my computer I have many pictures and some clips of you. Oh, so you are into transexuality she asked? Well I have fantasized about it a lot but never actually experienced a shemale. I must say I am delighted to meet you, can we get better acquainted? Well, we will see, my experiences with men have not been that great. I quit porn because the male actors were such morons. Nothing more than a cock with two legs

[randolph]

Part 3

I plan to go looking for a condo. Tomorrow, would you like to go with me. Well I will think it over she said. I will phone you in the morning, OK? She said, I have to go now, and gave him a light kiss, thanks for a lovely evening. Oh no! She is leaving, what can I do to make her stay. I wish you would spend the night. We could swim again in the morning. Don't worry, she said, I will call you in the morning. She opened the door and left. Charlie was beside himself, he just met the tgirl of his dreams and she left. He almost cried to see her leave. All he can do is pray that she will call. He turned on his computer and watched clips of Khloe over and over while he pleasured himself, god he wants to love her. He could hardly sleep all night worrying that she might not call. Finally it was morning; he was lying in bed with the phone nearby and his heart pounding. At last it rang! Hi this is Khloe. Her voice was just like her voice in the video clips, low and incredibly sensual. In the clips, every time she said "transsexual" he would almost cum. Shall I meet you in the lobby in half an hour she asked? Yes, that would fine, I will see you then. He showered and put on his best outfit and went down to see the most desirable tgirl ever. She was there when he came down stairs. She had on a brief black chemise type of dress. She was a knockout and everybody including the women, in the lobby were checking her out. His heart was still throbbing and it was all he could do to keep from having a hardon. They went out to the Tesla in the parking lot. Wow, she said, is this your car? Yes, she is mine, my electric lover, he said. Oh, do you cum while driving it, she asked? Well not quite, he said, but when I floor it I get a hardon. Interesting, maybe I could get a hardon riding in it she said. Well we need to find out don't we. They got in and headed up interstate eight and when they found a clear open stretch, Charlie floored the Tesla, the tires squealed and they were pinned to their seats. Khloe screamed yes its happening! Charlie said, yes I have one too. Khloe reached over to his crotch felt the big bulge in his pants. Oh my, it is hard, Charlie then reached over and found a nice bulge between Khloe's legs. Charlie said, Khloe lets go back to the hotel, OK? Sounds good to me she said as she caressed his throbbing bulge. They got back to the hotel and rushed up to his room. They tore off their clothes and got into a steamy hot shower and proceeded to passionately kiss, licking each other lips and sucking tongues. Their cocks were rock hard and rubbing against each other. They soaped up each other and enjoyed caressing their slippery bodies and hard soapy cocks.

i might attempt one along the lines of peterotica from family guy.

[sphax]

nice i like storys

[capablanca]

I've posted a couple of stories to this site before about my experiences with shemales. But I thought I'd try my hand at some fiction, and so here it is. Although it's fiction, the sex of course isn't completely made up - I've had some mind-blowing experiences with shemale escorts over the last year or so, and so I've put some of that into the story. So here it is. Hope you enjoy. Feedback would be very much appreciated. BTW, I have to post this more than one part, because the length restrictions on post (I hope doing this doesn't break any rules:



The Taming, part 1


It was Friday night, and Michael sat in the student pub, alone. It was mid-October, and normally he would be out with a number of friends. A tall, handsome, personable fellow, he'd come to Toronto from Tennessee on a scholarship, and as usual for him, had quickly acquired a sizable circle of friends. He should be out with them right now, having a good time.

But he was all alone. The evening started normally enough - Michael met his friends at the usual time, looking forward to a fun evening of drinking and chatting. But things had quickly turned sour. Kimberly had clued him in right away that something was wrong.

"You asshole," she had said, not mincing words. "Did you write that fucking letter to the editor?"

Michael had admitted that yes, he had written the fucking letter, at which point Chandra had told him he could go fuck himself, her boyfriend also glaring at him in anger. He looked at the other faces at the table, and saw the anger in everyone. He sat at the table.

"Look, it's not like you think, o.k.? I meant it as a joke - don't take it so serious," he said pleadingly.

"Here's my joke," said Kim, dumping an almost full pitcher of beer on him. His former friends all took this as their cue to leave. Michael was left alone trying to dry himself off with paper napkins.

He was surprised that the letter to the editor of the student newspaper had been so badly received. Michael fancied himself something of a wit, and perhaps he was. But his subject was poorly chosen, given that he was in Toronto. Perhaps there were universities in the United States where an anti-gay, anti-transvestite diatribe might be received with mirth, but Toronto was rather different. The letter had been printed the day before, and he'd noticed people had been a bit stand-offish the next day. It was official now, of course - he'd committed a blunder of the worst kind, and he could look forward to a rather solitary existence at U of T for some time.

But not all of his friends had deserted him - Angie, a medical student arrived at the pub just in time to see the drink dumped on Michael. Grabbing some paper towels, she came to help.

"She got you really good," said Angie, drying his hair. "What did you say to her?"

"It wasn't anything I said. It was what a wrote."

"That letter in the school newspaper?" said Angie.

"Yup," said Michael. "Some people just can't take a joke."

"You're just too soaked to dry off here," said Angie. "My apartment's only a couple of minutes from here. You're about my boyfriend's size, and he keeps some of his clothes at my place. I'll lend them to you." Michael expressed his gratitude, and followed Angie out of the pub, his ego deflated by his public humiliation.

As Angie had promised, the walk was very short, but the cool October wind cut through his thin, wet clothing, and he was quite chilled by the time they arrived at Angie's place, a small basement room in a huge house subdivided into a complex warren of student apartments.

"It's nice of you to bring me here like this," said Michael. "Aren't you afraid your neighbors will see you bringing a guy home who's not your boyfriend?"

"Not at all," Angie replied. "Even if I worried about that kind of thing, it's Friday night, and I'm sure no one's around." She handed him some clothes and a towel. and showed him the door to the bathroom. When Michael emerged a few minutes later dressed in borrowed clothes, Angie was sitting on her bed, with two mugs of hot chocolate. There was nothing suggestive about her sitting on the bed -the apartment was very small, and the bed doubled as a sofa.

[capablanca]

"Don't leave until you hair is dry," she said, passing Michael one of the mugs. He sat next to her, gratefully accepting the drink. Angie had changed her clothes too, and now was in her pyjamas and a robe. She was a stunner, thought Michael, no doubt about that. Almost his height, with very long, wavy black hair, grey eyes and a perfect figure. They made small talk as they drank their drinks, Angie laughing at his jokes. At one point she leaned forward as she laughed, inadvertently displaying her cleavage. She sat up suddenly, and Michael was not quick enough at averting his gaze. Caught looking, he felt himself blushing.

To his relief, Angie laughed.

"Don't be embarrassed, silly!" she said as she put her drink down. Both hands free now, she placed them on both sides of his face and kissed him firmly on the lips. Michael put his cup down on the coffee table, and eagerly responded, the two now lying side by side on the bed, his hands wandering over her body.

"No you don't," said Angie jumping up, her breasts jiggling attractively as she did so.

Damn, thought Michael. This had seemed a little to easy. But when she spoke he realized that it wasn't over - they were just getting started.

"I have this thing where I have to be the one in charge," said Angie. "It's my body and my place, and you have to play by my rules."

"Deal," said Michael, his cock swelling painfully inside the jeans Angie had lent him. He removed the jeans and underwear at Angie's bidding, and lay back on the bed, his eyes closed. He gasped as he felt her mouth engulf him, easily taking him to the root, all of his seven inches surrounded by her warm, wet welcoming mouth. He could not remember ever being so hard, and it was difficult for him to refrain from pumping his hips. But Angie had been very clear - he was to assume a passive role, and she would be very turned off if he tried to take charge.

He willed his body to remain motionless as Angie began slowly to move her head up and down, not using her hands on his cock at all, instead gently cupping his balls with one hand, while the other gently stroked his nipples. It was too much, he thought. Not being able to control the pace, he was helpless to avoid cumming as her head began to bob up and down, faster and faster. The head of his cock began to swell in preparation for firing off what was sure to be a huge blast of cum.

But Angie, seeing the signs of impending orgasm, released Michael's aching cock from her oral grip. His beautiful instrument slapped against his tight stomach, a small dribble of cum leaking from it.

"That was close!" laughed Angie. "Almost made you cum too soon." She bent forward, and licked at the leakage. "Yummie," she said. "I'll get some more of that later. But first, the cuffs."

"The what?" said Michael, surprised.

"Yes, the cuffs. You do want to make love to me, don't you?

Michael quickly confirmed his wishes in this regard, and so allowed himself to be cuffed. Angie didn't cuff his hands together, but instead attached him to a short steel rod which hung from a cord fastened firmly to the top of the bed frame. He watched quietly as she cuffed his legs at the ankles, the cuffs joined by a length of chain. Had he been able to stand, he would have been able to walk, but running would be out of the question. Michael looked up at Angie, a smile on his face as she let her robe fall to the ground, and took off her pyjama top, treating her guest to his first view of her perfect 34B breasts.

"I think it's time for a blowjob," said Angie. "What do you think?" Michael was in full agreement. There was no doubt about it, in his view. He closed his eyes and lay back expectantly.

"That's great," said Angie, as she began to pull down her pants. "It is blow job time, so open your mouth."

Michael began to laugh, and opening his eyes, turned towards Angie.

"What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK?" he shouted, for only a few feet from his face bobbed Angie's cock, easily the same length as his own, hard, turgid and demanding. His exclamations of horror became more frantic as he sensed Angie trying to shove something in his mouth. He whipped his head back and forth frantically, biting at the intrusion. It did him no good, of course, for Angie was not trying to shove her cock into his mouth. Instead, she was silencing him with a ball gag. She put a knee on his chest, both to pin him down and inflict pain, and as he grunted in agony she fastened the straps on the back of his head. She stepped back to take in the view.

"You're pretty as a picture," said Angie with a giggle. "And that reminds me - time for the camcorder." She ignored the urgent sounds coming from underneath Michael's ball gag as she took her time setting up the camera on a tripod. Satisfied the angle was right, Angie returned to the bed.

"It's really a bore having to put a ball gag on you," she said. "I'd much rather you be able to talk, and I think you'd rather be able to talk, too. It's not that I'm worried anyone will hear you - we're in the basement, and no one's around. It's just I find it distracting. Now can I trust you to keep your voice down?"

Observing the muffled screams coming from Michael, and the violent head movements from side-to-side, she concluded that she could not count on Michael remaining silent. Moving forward, she grabbed his hair with her right hand, and firmly closed his nose with her left. Instantly Michael's air was cut off. She only let him experience this for a few seconds, and then relented.

"Let's try this again," said Angie. "Can I trust you to keep your voice down?"

This time the answer was a yes, for Michael had not enjoyed the feeling of being suffocated, even for an instant. He lay back meekly as his captor removed the ball gag.

"That's better. Now what about that blow job?"

"Please don't do this to me," said Michael, but in a whisper, desperate to keep the ball gag out of his mouth. "Please - I'm just not in to this."

"That's fair enough," Angie replied. "If you're not aroused by me, it would be kind of cruel for me to force you to suck my cock. That would be rape, wouldn't it?" Michael nodded a very enthusiastic yes, glad that he was making progress.

"Then I'll let you go," Angie replied. "Once I've made sure I don't turn you on, that is." With this, she joined Michael on the bed. The shock of seeing Angie's organ, combined with his terror and the gagging, had caused Michael to soften. Angie lay down next to Michael, and began gently to tongue his ear, her right hand wandering over his upper body, touching his face, his neck, his nipples.

"If you can stay soft," she said, "that will prove to me that you're not turned on, and that I should let you go." Michael despaired as he felt himself immediately return to tumescence against his will, his cock aching and harder than it had ever been before. While this shocked Michael, Angie was not at all surprised, for the hot chocolate she'd given Michael contained a ground-up Cialis pill. Angie had ready access to the erection-inducing medication, for she worked part-time as a prostitute to pay for her medical studies, and one of her customers was a general practitioner, who was happy to give her the free samples of Cialis and Viagra that the manufacturers supplied him with. These she often slipped into the drinks she gave to her older customers, who invariably attributed their new-found hardness to Angie, and thus became loyal (and well-paying) repeat customers.

Angie moved back down the bed, giving Michael's cock a gentle tug as she did so.

"Mr. Happy's pretty hard, if you ask me," she said. "So you can cut the bullshit. Let me ask you - is it possible for a guy to have a rock-hard cock if he's not turned on?"

"I don't know," said Michael. "I just don't know. But please - please let me go. I just want to leave." His arguments turned into a soft moan as his felt his cock engulfed a second time, Angie's tongue swirling on the head of his cock.

[capablanca]

"Yes, it's blow job time," said Angie. Her own cock had sprung once again to full hardness. Michael turned his face to the side, but Angie twisted a nipple painfully until Michael turned towards her, but with his mouth firmly closed.

"Keeping your mouth closed won't work," she said, pinching his nose closed. Michael knew he was beaten, and opened his mouth to receive her cock.

"Your facial expression is a bit off-putting, Michael," admonished Angie. "I'm going to flip you over." Michael was puzzled as to how he'd give a blow job lying on his stomach, but he co-operated, using his elbows and knees to help Angie turn him over.

"Some lubricant will make things a bit easier," she said. "I assume this is the first time you've been fucked."

"Please - not this - I beg you - I'll suck your cock I will and I won't make faces please Angie don't fuck me please-"

"Shut up, Michael, unless you want to be gagged." Her middle finger, covered in a rubber and well-lubricated, snaked into Michael's ass.

"God you're so big Angie fuck that hurts, please stop-

"Michael, if you actually think that's my cock, I pity you. I'm just lubing you up with my finger."

"Nooooooooooo" said Michael, softly, silencing himself for fear of the gag. And then he felt Angie at his entrance, the head of her cock ever so much larger than the finger that had just penetrated him. He shoved his face into a pillow to stifle a scream as the invading cock violated him, pushing past the sphincter muscle, Angie's cock now buried in his ass.

"Oh god Angie that's so fucking huge I can't take it any more!" he whispered.

"Bad news, Michael - that's just the first inch. Here's the rest." And with this, Angie slowly but firmly worked the rest of her cock into Michael's tight and unwilling ass. She began to fuck him with abandon: the quick, hard strokes of an experienced lover. Michael involuntarily let out a gasp with each repeated penetration, his insides feeling ripped open. The agony was incredible, and he could take no more.

"Please Angie Please stop oh please stop I'm sorry I'm really sorry!"

"What was that?" asked Angie, pausing on the down stroke.

"I said I'm sorry."

"I'm going to come out," replied Angie, "but only to move you to a position that you'll find more comfortable. I'm still going to fuck you, but it won't hurt, at least not as much, o.k.?" Michael nodded his assent, gasping in relief as Angie pulled out of him. He allowed her to maneuver him on to his back, his legs spreading like wings on either side of him as Angie once again positioned herself at his entrance.

To his relief, he found that Angie was right. This time, he was not nearly so tight, and her penetration of him was much less painful. Once the head of her cock was past his entrance, he felt very stuffed and uncomfortable, but not really in pain. He opened his eyes to see Angie's beautiful face above his.

"Thank you," he said.

"Is that better for you?"

"Yes, oh yes much better," he replied, puzzled at the odd sensation he felt as Angie's cock began to explore him from various angles. Later he would learn that his prostate gland was the male version of the G-spot, and that it was this that was responding to Angie's pleasuring. He began to gasp again, but not from pain, but from the exquisite delight that he admitted to himself he was now feeling.

Angie kissed him on the cheeks, the ears, his neck, and as her mouth moved towards her lips, he turned to her eagerly, their mouths locking as their tongues explored each other. Angie's control was excellent. No where near cumming, she was confident she'd discovered the optimal position for Michael, and in short, quick strokes drummed her cock repeatedly on his prostate.

"Angie - that's it - so good. . . . never . . .no one's . . .don't stop!"

Angie raised herself now onto her knees, holding herself upright by grasping Michael's legs. From this comfortable position, she redoubled the speed of her fucking, rewarded by the moans and gasps coming from Michael. She experimented by putting a finger in his mouth, and he sucked it in greedily.

"Think you could suck my cock?" she asked. For an answer, she received Michael's affirmative nod as he moved his head back and forth on her finger. Despite the intense pleasure Michael was feeling, he had grown soft - a very odd combination that he'd never experienced before. Angie remedied this by gently stroking him into hardness, and then giving him a very professional handjob as she fucked him. Michael's hips began to buck as he felt orgasm approaching. Angie too felt herself beginning to lose control. She uncuffed his right hand, and then withdrawing from him, she quickly pulled the rubber from her cock.

"Michael, jack yourself off while I fuck your mouth." And with this she brought her aching cock to Michael's lips. His response was rather different from his first earlier in the evening. He opened his mouth eagerly, taking the head into his mouth. He gagged a bit as he tried to take too much.

"Easy, Michael," said Angie gently. "Don't use your teeth, and don't try to take too much of me. Just do what you can comfortably manage." Michael could only take an inch or two without gagging, and once he learned the maximum depth, he began to move his head back and forth, possessed with a sexual excitement greater than anything he had hitherto experienced.

Feeling the moment approaching, Angie grabbed his head, and began to fuck Michael's mouth, Michael furiously pumping his own cock in time to the oral fucking. But Angie beat him to it, and Michael got only the briefest warning.

"I'm coming!" shouted Angie. Michael made no effort to avoid the steady streams of sperm that fired from Angie's cock in his mouth. He swallowed greedily, but could not keep up with Angie's repeated and copious emissions, Angie's moans as her fierce orgasm continued serving as a spur to him to keep sucking and swallowing. Some cum landed on Michael's face, and more escaped his mouth. All this Angie gathered up with her fingers, and as her movements slowed and the sperm stopped flying from her cock, she inserted her fingers into Michael's mouth. He eagerly sucked and lapped, wanting to make sure he had all of what Angie had to offer. Coming down from her orgasm, she noted that Michael too had cum, his sperm launching itself in great jets on his chest and stomach. She gathered his jism, and offered it to Michael. Either he thought it was Angie's, or didn't care, for he ingested it with no hesitation at all.

Angie stepped back from the bed, and checking the camera, removed it from the tripod. Michael watched her in silence as she began to dress to go out. He knew better than to ask where she was going, and she stepped out of the apartment without a word.

With Angie gone, Michael easily could have escaped. After all, he had one hand free, and if he'd tried, he could have been free in a few minutes. But his put his free hand to better use, and by the time Angie returned well over an hour later, he'd masturbated himself three times to shockingly strong orgasms. He was working on a fourth when he heard Angie's key in the lock, and stopped his movements.

Angie stepped into the basement apartment, looking gorgeous. Michael noticed that she no longer had the camera. She unlocked Michael's other hand and undid the cuffs on his legs. He rose from the bed and got dressed only when she bade him do so.

"Take this," she said, dropping a key into his hand. "You'll notice that I etched off the locker number. The camera's in a locker somewhere around here, and you have the only key. But you don't know what locker it's in. You need me to tell you where to find it."

"What would you like me to do in exchange?" asked Michael.

"You said 'sorry', earlier, and so I went a bit easier on you. I'll give you the locker number when you prove to me that you really are sorry for that stupid letter you wrote to the school newspaper."

"Agreed," said Michael, who left Angie's apartment in a confused state. Strange that resentment formed no part of his emotions as he made his way back to his own apartment.

* * *

A week later Angie was pleased to see another letter from Michael to the school newspaper, retracting every syllable of his first letter, and asking for the forgiveness of everyone he'd offended. She had this in hand when she heard a knock at her apartment door - Michael, appearing at the time he'd appointed. He brought with him another copy of the newspaper, but after letting him in, Angie said she'd read the letter already, and was satisfied. She gave him the number and location of the locker, and a while later, Michael returned with her camera. She said he could watch her erase the file.

"Not until you've downloaded it," said Michael. "I'd love a copy. There's a couple of things I want to tell you, if you don't mind." Angie looked at him quizzically.

"First of all," said Michael, "I meant what I said in my letter. I really am sorry. I guess sexuality's a little more complicated that I thought."

"There's no need, Michael", said Angie. "I know you're sorry, and I hope you can mend things with the others."

"That brings me to my second thing I wanted to say," said Michael. "A bunch of us are going out tonight to a movie - want to come along?"

"I've love to," said Angie. "But on one condition. After the movie, when you come back to my place, you have to let me spank your ass while I fuck you. Now get on your knees."

Michael did as he was told.

"Mmmph - MPhmmmmm!"

"Don't try to talk with your mouth full," said Angie, pumping her hips back and forth and turning on the camcorder. "You'll find it easier to talk once you've swallowed my cum - but this time, you have to show it to me on your tongue first."

[tlover]

Originally Posted by randolph

Part 3

They tore off their clothes and got into a steamy hot shower and proceeded to passionately kiss, licking each other lips and sucking tongues. Their cocks were rock hard and rubbing against each other. They soaped up each other and enjoyed caressing their slippery bodies and hard soapy cocks.

Theres nothing like a soapy cock caressing session, cant wait for part 4 Randolph

[tlover]

Originally Posted by capablanca

"Don't try to talk with your mouth full," said Angie, pumping her hips back and forth and turning on the camcorder. "You'll find it easier to talk once you've swallowed my cum - but this time, you have to show it to me on your tongue first."

I have a strange and desperate urge to be tamed for some reason

Another great story, thanks capablanca.

[randolph]

Part 4

They turned off the shower and lovingly dried each other's cocks. Charlie couldn't stand it any longer; he knelt down and kissed Khloe's hard cock. You want to suck it don't you, she said. As he looked up at her, he said, there is nothing I want to do more than to worship you and suck your beautiful cock. As it entered his mouth he felt an incredible rush of sensual pleasure. He eagerly sucked it over and over savoring the aroma of her hot sweaty body. He slides his tongue over the smooth cock head and around its turgid rim. Then he licks up and over the top to taste the oozing precum from the tip. He can feel her cock throbbing with pleasure as his own cock is enjoying his worship of Khloe. He becomes more aware of her moans and rapid breathing and senses she is ready to cum. With mounting excitement, he then grasps her hips and draws her to him forcing her cock deep down his throat. At that moment she gasps and says. Oh god, I'm cumming! keep sucking, don't stop! He could feel stream after stream of her warm silky cum flowing down his throat, oh my god, this is so good, his limbic system is reeling with erotic pleasure. As he slowly comes out of his euphoria, she looks down at him and says, my, my, you like my sexy goodness don't you? This is a dream come true, he said. Well, you served me very well, she said. Now it's time for your reward, she said. She laid him down on the bed on his back. His cock was standing strait up and his balls were aching with sex. Looks like your cock could use some attention. She gently grasped his aching balls, grasped his cock with her other hand and licked precum from its tip. Then she began alternately lightly squeezing his cock and balls while she licked and sucked his throbbing cock. I want all of your cum, she said, as she continued to squeeze, stroke, lick and suck it, suddenly it happened, the dam burst and a flood of sperm laden cum filled Khloe's mouth. She struggled to swallow it all without losing any of it, and succeeded. Well, Charlie, that was the best cum job you have ever had, am I right? Charlie was still trying to recover from the overwhelming ecstasy he just experienced. Khloe, I love you, he murmured as he began to fall asleep. Khloe smiled whispered in his ear, your mine. She then cuddled up to him and felt happy for the first time in a long time.

[tlover]

Mmmmm Now i can go to bed felling very contented.

[randolph]

Part 5

In the morning they woke up and sat up in bed. Charlie noticed Khloe was hard and he gently wrapped his hand around her lovely cock. She smiled and wrapped her hand around his rising cock. They leaned back, closed their eyes and savored the erotic bliss emanating from their warm sexy cocks. Charlie said, can happiness get any better than this? Khloe gently squeezed his cock, kissed him and said, I don't think so. Khloe, I had a really weird dream last night and I would like to tell you about it. Oh good, I like weird dreams. I dreamed that as I repeatedly sucked you cock you would plunge it down my throat and pump lots of cum into me, I loved it. Then one morning when I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed my titties were swelling. She looked at him and smiled, well Charlie, perhaps it wasn't a dream. Would you like to become transsexual! Charlie, thought about that for a few moments and said, well if your transsexual sperm filled cum can do it, I am all for it.
A few weeks later, he told Khloe that he was feeling kinda strange and his titties were swelling more. The strange feelings continued as he continued to consume lots of Khloe's hot cum. He began to realize that he was not hungry for food any more, Khloe's cum was meeting his needs. Wow, he thought, I can live on transsexual cum. Khloe was providing him with not only sexual pleasure but his nutrition. Apparently, Khloe was also supplying him with some additional substances. He noticed some odd feelings around his cock, when he looked down there he saw some swelling around and below his cock. A few days later a little opening appeared just below his cock, he also noticed his body hair was disappearing. Khloe, look at this, he said. Khloe took a close look and said, well, well looks like you are growing a little pussey! Charlie was shocked, but strangely excited, he wondered if all of that sperm filled transsexual cum he had been consuming was somehow transforming him into a women. Khloe said, if that really is a pussey down there, you know what I am going to do? Charlie said, what? Ummm, I am going to fuck your brains out! Over the next few weeks, Charlie continued to live on Khloe's delicious cum and continued the transformation into a women. He developed rounded hips, lovely plump breasts, a smooth hairless body, long hair and lovely lips. This made Khloe extremely excited, she was constantly loving him, anxiously waiting the time when his/her pussey would be ready. One morning she went down to suck his cock and noticed some moisture between the new pussey lips. She opened the lips and could see the vaginal entrance full of moisture. She exclaimed, it's ready! A wave of excitement rushed over Charlie. Are you going to fuck me he asked? LOL what a question, I have been waiting weeks for this moment. She eagerly began licking up Charlie's fresh pussey juices. She then presented her aching she cock to Charlie's pussey and said to it, you are now going to enter Charlie's brand new pussey. Charlie's pussey was producing abundant love juices as Khloe's throbbing cock plunged into his welcoming vagina. Khloe said, well Charlie, your name is now Char. I like that, she said, Char loves you, Char wants you to fuck her brains out. Khloe's lust for Char's new pussey was insatiable. She kept Char pumped full of cum every night, although she provided Char with enough cum to keep her cock sucking urges satisfied.

[randolph]

Now get on your knees."

Michael did as he was told.

"Mmmph - MPhmmmmm!"

"Don't try to talk with your mouth full," said Angie, pumping her hips back and forth and turning on the camcorder. "You'll find it easier to talk once you've swallowed my cum - but this time, you have to show it to me on your tongue first."

OK,OK Please just keep pumping! Oh cum all ye faithful.

[randolph]

More stories from Fran and Ila would be great.

[randolph]

PART 6

After several weeks of almost continuous fucking, Char began to feel strange again. Khloe, I feel something in my belly, do you think I might be pregnant? Khloe said, we will soon see, won't we, as she smiled? The swelling increased rapidly and soon Char could feel movement. Khloe enjoyed laying her head on Char's belly and feeling the movement. I think you have twins, she said. As the "twins" were developing, Char and Khloe continued their active lovemaking. Khloe particularly loved sucking Char's cute cock. Khloe would begin by licking Char's pussey and Char's cock would quickly respond awaiting Khloe attentions.
At last the big day arrived, Chloe's contractions started and she began to push. Amazingly, the twins quickly popped out, one after the other, with a minimum of effort. They were quite small, did not cry and immediately opened their big blue eyes. They looked like regular babies except for one thing, they were hermaphrodites! They each had a nice little pussey and a cute little cock. They named them Kimmie and Konnie. Soon they developed into young girls that looked look a lot like those cute transsexual Japanese futanari girls. As the girls matured they loved playing with each other, kissing and caressing. By eight years old they were maturing rapidly. Their breasts were developing into lovely firm petite titties with lovely plump nipples. They were not very tall. They were comparable in size to the lady boys in Thailand, but more shapely . Their clitty cocks were enormous when hard, probably as big as Mint's huge cock. When they got excited their cocks became greatly enlarged and they loved playing with them. Char would try to get them to stop but it seemed futile. One evening Char noticed that the usual chattering coming from the twin's room was silent. She went up to their room to check on things, she slowly opened the door and found the twins sitting on the bed bent over and sucking their big hard cocks. They were making little moaning sounds as the pleasure flowed from their lovely cocks into their excited young bodies. Char found the view incredibly erotic, she just stood there and watched her girls pleasure themselves, thinking, god, I wish I could do that.. The twins continued sucking and stroking their big hard cocks, they obviously loved it. Khloe arrived to see what was going on. When she saw the twins pleasuring themselves she said, well they are learning quickly aren't they, they are so lucky to be able to do that. I wonder what else they are going to do with those big cocks? Soon Kimmie came first, she attempted to swallow it but there was so much cum it flowed out of the corners of her mouth. She released her cock and used her tongue to lick up the cum dribbling down her chin. Konnie also came but she took her cock from her mouth first and allowed the cum to shoot into the air and it landed all over her face. She wiped it off with her fingers and offered some to Kimmie who licked it off Konnie's fingers. Oh my, Kimmie said, it tastes so good, I am going to want more of that soon. Khloe also noticed as the twins sucked themselves their pussies were not only wet but dripping pussey juice, humm, she thought, that sure looks good. The twins completed their self orgy and Khloe gently wiped up the pussey juice with a wash cloth, tucked the girls into bed and went into the bathroom and licked and sucked the cloth, savoring the delicious juices of the girls sweet pussies.
A few nights later Char again heard moans and squealing coming from the girl's room. She opened the door and Konnie was on her back curled up sucking her cock with her legs over her head while Kimmie was fucking her fully exposed wet pussey. A true futanari moment, Char thought! Char went and got Khloe, you have to see this, she said. The girls were oblivious of the onlookers, they continued to suck and fuck as if nothing else in the world mattered. Char said to Khloe, did you ever imagine that we would have such horny progeny? Khloe said, well perhaps!
Again a few nights later Char heard more noise coming from the girl's room. She got up and quietly opened the door to their room. The girls were squealing with pleasure as one was fucking the other one. Oh my, Char thought, and went to get Khloe. They came back as the squealing and panting was increasing. Konnie was on her hands and knees while Kimmie was behind her fucking her doggy style. As they looked closer, they realized the twins were fucking each other! Konnie had her cock turned back and inserted into Kimmie's pussey. They were fucking each other at the same time! Char and Khloe watched while both twins had orgasm after orgasm. Finally they became so aroused that they went back to their room and fucked the rest of the night. In the morning, the twins came into their room and jumped onto the bed. Guess what we did, Konnie said. Khloe and Char sat up and Khloe said. Well what have you two been up to this time? Well we were playing around last night, you know, kissing and wrestling around and suddenly our cocks started getting real big. We played with them, stroking and squeezing them. It felt so good. Then we noticed our pussies were getting wet so Kimmie started rubbing her cock around my pussey lips getting the tip of her cock all wet. I got on my hands and knees and bent way over sticking my butt and pussy into the air. Kimmie soon pushed her hard cock in me doggy style and started sliding in and out by thrusting her flexible hips. I said oh, its so good Kimmie, I want my cock in your pussey. Kimmie reached down and grasped my cock and pulled it back to her dripping wet pussey and then slid it in. Kimmie started thrusting her hips and got her pussie fucked by my cock. We can't wait to do it again, right Kimmie? Khloe said, well that was a very good description of what you did. Did you know that we were watching you?
The girls were very intelligent. They got straight "A"s in high school and were favorites of the teachers. They didn't socialize much with the other students, however. They pretty much stayed to themselves, LOL! Occasionally they went to parties and horny boys noticed how beautiful and sexy they looked and tried to hit on them but they showed little interest. They continued their nighttime pleasures as they became fully mature. One morning, Kimmie came down for breakfast and exclaimed, look my tummy is swelling up! Khloe smiled and thought, well good for you Kimmie, things are going well! It was not long before Konnie also announced she was pregnant. Char asked Khloe, what kind of babies do you think these futanari girls are going to produce by fucking each other? Khloe answered, they have a destiny as you will soon see.
Both Konnie and Kimmie produced perfect hermaphroditic babies. They grew up and also produced more beautiful horny futanari. Their progeny then produced many more babies than regular people and eventually they became the dominate humans all over the earth. Since everybody had a cock and a pussey and they were primarily interested in sucking themselves and fucking each other, violence between humans disappeared and wars ended. As the world returned to peace and harmony after thousands of years of mayhem, God said, "Damn, why didn't I think of that when I created Adam!".

[ohsoabused]

This was wrote by me, about three pages long with only one sex scene...

It only took me one night, and I might not be done, we'll see what you guys think.

She had never liked who she was when she was someone different, so when the sun woke her up that morning and she looked at her surroundings, she smiled. She got up and took a shower, taking a long time to comb her hair afterwards. She was financially sound, for the most part, and today she had no worries or any obligations to rush her.
Walking into the kitchen, there was some coffee in the cabinet, she wound up making a bit of it, the fresh aroma realizing the craving her mind was having. The phone rang, she let her coffee percolate and went to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi Anasia, how are you?"
"I'm good Stevie, how are you?"
"Great, look let's hook up later on tonight alright?"
"Alright."
Anasia smiled. It was almost time to start getting ready. It was eleven o'clock, her coffee was ready. She poured cream and sugar into it in generous amounts. More than a little whipped cream went on top of it. She sprinkled some chocolate sprinkles on top of it, then sat curled up naked in her chair and drank it. Her pale bronze skin glowed in the late morning sunlight that lit up her house. She sighed, her chest heaving. Then there was a knock at the door. She debated walking over to it naked, then decided it'd be more fun in one of her little outfits. She went over to the door and opened it a crack.
"Give me one moment, please." She said, sticking only her eyes around the door edge. The unrecognized man out there nodded. "Attractive." She thought. Then went into her room.
She looked into her closet, and found the two perfect outfits. One black, one white. "Hmmm..." Looking around some more, she decided to go with a black bodice, boy shorts, and some sheer stockings that went up to her thighs. "Garter belt, or no garter belt?" She wondered before deciding against the garter belt. She slipped into everything as quick as she could, managing to fit into all of it in under five minutes.
The unknown male at the door knocked again. She moved her tall and slender form over to the door as quickly as possible and then answered it again, sticking her head out.
"Sorry for the wait," she said, relieved that it was still the same guy, "what's your business?"
"Hi miss, I'm moving in upstairs and I was actually just wondering if you had the landlords number. He gave me a card, but I guess I lost it."
"What's your name?"
"Ahh, my name is Jeff, number 203. I just came to your door, because I saw your car in the space. You were the only one..."
"It's okay. Really." "No ring on his finger..." she thought.
"My name is Anasia, come on in." Suddenly, she was glad she tucked her package back in between her legs.
Jeff stepped through the doorway, smiling in an easy way. Then his eyes got big, his forehead wrinkled and his jaw dropped as he saw what Anasia had on. Anasia smiled.
"You umm, kind of caught me off guard there... Jeff. I was naked. Here's the landlords card," she handed him the card off her bulletin board, already having the landlords number in her cell, "feel free to stop by if you want to talk." Jeff backed out of the apartment, never taking his eyes off of her. She sighed. "Men, so stupid. He could have at least said something." The realization hit her then that she needed a night with Stevie.
The mirror told her what she needed to know. Stunning, sultry, and seductive. Her three favorite S's combined into one self descriptive word... SEXY. The reason Jeff's jaw dropped and later on Stevie's panties would be wet.
She decided to just throw on a black skirt and white blouse over the tantalizing outfit. Just enough to conceal it but not too much to make her appearance seem bulky. She had nothing to hide, she was beautiful. And Stevie would tell her just how beautiful she was.
They had been going out for about a year now, if going out was what you'd call it. They didn't have to stay faithful to each other, and Stevie's busy schedule meant that she didn't have time to keep a steady day-to-day relationship that Anasia would have liked to have had with her. But one thing Anasia was sure of was that Stevie didn't just sleep with whoever whenever while she was away, and neither did Anasia. They were almost, but not entirely, exclusive. Anasia was putting her makeup on in the bathroom when she her phone rang again. She grabbed her Blackberry off of the bathroom vanity where she was doing her makeup then she answered it, she heard Stevie's voice again.
"Hey Anasia, you at home still?"
"Yes ma'am. Why do you ask?"
"I have a friend who wants to meet you. I think you'll like him, he's unique."
"Send him over, unless he's obnoxious."
"Far from it, like I said, I think you'll like him."
Anasia got done doing her makeup, and turned on some tunes. She went through her purse and put a few necessities inside of it, she had condoms, a compact, car keys, a wallet with two ID's in it, a tube of lipstick, eyeliner and mascara, and 50 bucks, including five in quarters in case she needed to use a payphone. Then the buzzer to her apartment buzzed, she buzzed her guest in, opened the door and walked down the hallway to meet her guest.
"Hello, are you Stevie's friend?" The boy she was looking at had to be about her age, slightly shorter, maybe five foot six. He had long brown hair and a slender frame, girl pants and femmy longsleeve shirt on. She could definitely tell that he was a femboy, maybe looking to take it further.
"Yes, that's me." He replied, his voice a light midtone.
"Hi, my name is Anasia, and you are?" She extended her hand.
"My name is Andrew. I'm here because I need your help, and money isn't an issue. I've got a small..."
"You don't have to explain your monetary situation to me, it's okay. Let's go in the apartment and talk."
Together they walked inside, and the young boy sat down. In fact, Andrew sat so still that she didn't think he was capable of moving.
"Alright Andrew, what's your problem?"
"I want to become a transexual. I've been thinking about it for a very long time. I want to start as soon as possible. I've never wan..."
"Are you sure? You're willing to put up with ridicule when you get pulled over by the police and they see that you are a male? You want to endure the pain of surgery, or the emotional rollercoaster of hormonal drugs? Or is it the rejection by your family and your old friends that you're looking forward too?"
"I'm willing to face all of it, because a lot of it has already happened. The cops thought I was a female, and my family has rejected me, the only friends I have are girls and the only ones who matter already know."
"Okay, well I know a reputable plastic surgeon, but first, you're going to go out with me a few times completely cross dressed and stuffed to get used to the feel."
"Alright, are we going tonight?"
"No. Tonight I have plans with Stevie, and you have a lot of thinking to do."
Just then the phone rang. Anasia saw that it was Stevie.
"Hi!"
"Anasia, I'm coming over."
"Okay."
"Okay, bye." Anasia hung up the phone. She wasn't sure why Stevie was coming over now, but she was kind of delighted. It had been over a week since they'd seen each other. Her buzzer rang. She hit the button that let her guest in. She opened the door.
"Okay, so you were right down the block this whole time?"
"No, I was right down the block when I called you, not this entire time."
"Changing plans on me now Stevie?"
"No, just taking the rest of the day off to be with you." Anasia looked into Stevie's blue eyes, noticing her light brown hair and slender body. This was the woman she loved. She reached out and hugged Stevie.
"Thank you."
"I had to see you." Just then, Anasia glanced over at Andrew, who was trying to act disinterested about the lesbian love affair that seemed to be just a few moments from happening in the middle of the hallway right in front of him. He didn't fool Anasia.
"So what do you guys want to do?"
Andrew stood up quickly and said, "you ladies could give me a makeover."
Anasia and Stevie both looked at each other.
"Okay!" They both said in unison.
Stevie took Andrew by the hand and led him to the bedroom where both Anasia and herself stripped him down naked. His male body really had very little masculinity, it was more trim and slender than toned or muscular. Anasia saw this, and she was sort of delighted. She looked at him, and supposed he was kind of cute. So that was what Stevie saw in him. Stevie told him to take a shower and come back in the room afterwards. Andrew left the room.

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"So, what do you think?"
"I think he could be a gorgeous she."
"Yeah, and did you see his dick?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"It's like as big as yours!"
"Stevie, your crazy sometimes." The two girls shared a passionate kiss. Anasia broke it off.
"You know, Stevie, you can't just make a transexual out of any guy with an average to large penis."
"I know, but he's got the sensitivity, the urge, I mean, he's already one hell of a femboy."
"I suppose you're right."
Andrew came back into the room, finishing his shower.
"Wow, that was fast, did you even use any of my soap?"
"Yep, sure did." Andrew was grinning from ear to ear and holding his towel around his waist.
"What's so funny?" Stevie asked him.
"I have a raging hard-on right now, and because the two of you are going to give me makeover."
"Drop the towel, then sir." Anasia replied.
Andrew did as he was told, dropping the towel and revealing a hard-on that measured about six inches and looked to be standing at attention, ready for combat. Anasia and Stevie looked at each other, and Stevie took the lead.
Stevie walked over to Andrew and kissed him, while she reached down and gently cupped his balls in her hand. He gasped a little bit in surprise, and then she pushed him down on the bed. Anasia kissed Stevie, she was immediately horny from seeing Stevie handle Andrew like that, and she wanted a piece of the action. Stevie kissed Anasia back, then lifted up her skirt and pulled her black boy shorts off of her. Stevie loved it when Anasia's dick hung out past the bottom of her skirt.
Andrew was back on his feet now, standing behind Stevie and reaching around to the front of her pants. He undid her button and slid her loose fitting black pants down her slender frame. Anasia grabbed hold of Stevie's panties and pulled them down after her pants. Anasia reached up and started stroking Andrew's cock, and Andrew licked his fingers and started playing with Stevie's pussy, sure to put generous pressure on her clitoris as his fingertips worked in circles.
Andrew was delighted to hear Stevie moan, and he was building up to a climax quickly thanks to Anasia's skilled touch on his penis. He didn't want to cum yet though, so he stopped her and moved her to the bed, Stevie followed both of them.
Anasia lay on the bed, and Stevie straddled her face.
"My pussy is so wet for you baby, will you lick it for me baby?" Anasia was all but consumed by her hunger as Stevie lowered her pussy down to her face. Just as she started licking Stevie's pussy, Andrew started sucking her cock. He was doing a pretty good job of it too.
Stevie moaned in pleasure as Anasia sucked her clitoris into her mouth, liberally stroking it with her tongue. Anasia moaned in pleasure as Andrew sucked her cock into his mouth, stroked up and down on it for a little while, and then started licking the shaft. Andrew took his own fingers into his mouth and licked them, applying a generous dose of spit to them. He started rubbing his fingers in between the soft skin on Anasia's firm buttocks. He found her asshole and worked first one finger in, then two after her muscles relaxed. Anasia gasped in extacy, as he continued to give her head.
Stevie was shuddering in pleasure, her eyes rolling up in her head and her tongue constantly licking her lips. She was playing with her own petite tits and pinching her nipples, she was so close to orgasm she couldn't pay attention to anything except the feeling that was taking over her whole body.
She climaxed heavily, and got off of Anasia then. Anasia flipped to doggy style, inviting Andrew into her sweet tight asshole. He spit on it a little bit first, and then took a face dive. He swirled his tongue around her tight sphincter muscles while reaching around and pulling on her six and half inch shaft with his hand. She was in heaven. She loved it. Then Andrew slid his cock inside of her, and she balled her bed sheets in her fists and moaned. He was pumping in and out of her tight asshole very quickly and very steadily. He was moaning, and then Stevie came up behind him and started cupping his balls in her hands and playing with them while he fucked Anasia.

[ohsoabused]

Stevie had her strap on lubed up real well, it was just a little one because she didn't know if Andrew was experienced or not, and while she fondling his balls, she lined it up with his asshole. She was really going to enjoy this. As he stroked in, she had the tip of the dildo lined up, as he stroked out she pushed her pelvis in, causing the little cream colored pseudo cock to penetrate very quickly. Andrew screamed, but he didn't stop pumping, he even reached back pulled Stevie in closer. Now all three of them were fucking. Andrew moaned, then pulled out and started jacking off.
Anasia switched positions, she sat up in front of Andrew and played with his cock a little bit, then sucked just the head into her mouth. He moaned, and as she felt his cock start to twitch, she pulled it out of her mouth. He blew his load all over her face and tits, and then him and Stevie helped her clean herself up.
Anasia pushed Andrew onto the bed, he was laying on his back, she grabbed his ankles and put his legs on her shoulders. She lined up her hard cock with his tight but well lubed asshole, and then she pushed inside the pink hole. Andrew gasped, she was a bit bigger in size than the dildo and also his first. She fucked him that way for five minutes before pulling out and blowing her load all over his belly, letting him and Stevie clean it up.


So, what do you guys think? That's as far as I got last night!

[lickmysack]

i thought it was pretty damn good

[ohsoabused]

Thanks for the input!

Happy New Year!

[SusanMichelle]

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[randolph]

Kim cums home
Kim has been on a trip for two weeks and Randy was missing her very much. He went about his daily routine and hiked up the river, but his mind was on Kim. Every since his first encounter with her in the bedroom of his cabin he was in love with her. There he experienced for the first time transsexual sex and his mind was transformed. He wants her, God he wants her! He keeps thinking of her gorgeous body and her hard beautiful cock. He wants to worship her, kneeling before her and loving her big succulent cock. He knows she loves it and that she likes the idea that she has this power over him, that he would do anything to please her. He sits at his computer reminiscing over his encounters with her and how much he wants to please her. When she rewards him with a powerful load of hot cum, his life is complete. He is counting the days for her return and begins to think about what to do when she returns. He imagines her arrival in her Lexis coupe and watching her walk up to the cabin.
A few days later, she does arrive! She is wearing spiked heels and black net stockings clinging to those lovely long legs. Her tight short black leather mini skirt responds to the movement of her firm shapely hips accentuating their sensual movements. She has on a light loose fitting pink silk blouse that reveals the slight jiggling of her petite shemale titties as she struts up to the cabin. The dark sun glasses add to the incredibly sexy effect. She also has on one of those Greek sailor caps popular with shemale dominas. He opens the door and rushes out to meet her and welcomes her with a hug and a sweet kiss. She takes off her dark glasses and looks deep into his eyes and says "did you miss me?". Randy, full of emotion says, "I could not miss you more if I tried, I am so glad you are back". "I have been unable to think of much else but you, you know I love you!" "Well here I am you big burley stud" she said. They went into the cabin and Randy fixed some cheeses and poured two glasses of Chardonnay. Randy gazed at her beauty and knew, for him, there was nothing more desirable than her. "Tell me about your trip" he said. She sat down on the couch next to him, crossing her legs. Randy looks at her shapely toned legs with their bulging calves and she smiles. He hands her a glass of wine. "Here's to us" she said, they then clinked their glasses and sipped some wine.
"Well, as part of my trip, I went to a transsexual conference in Los Vegas, I was amazed at how many people were there from all over the world. They had meetings on all aspects of transexualism. They included how to do the transition, hormone treatments, implants and other surgeries". "They also had beauty contests, some with sexy clothes and one with bikinis. Some of the tgirls were incredibly beautiful and I noticed in the bikini contest many of them wore bikinis carefully crafted to accentuate their shemale goodies. I didn't enter the contests but I must admit some of those tgirls got me excited, their gorgeous bodies and full bikinis were very erotic." Randy asked, "Do you want to go beyond taking hormones and have surgeries?" "I think not, I am very happy with what I am, I love being a transsexual. Trying to convert into a women does not appeal to me. I love my cock and I love driving men crazy with shecock lust". "Well you certainly have done a good job on me" replied Randy. "Ummm,I like the thought of my big burley Randy lusting after me, I start getting hard thinking about it." "I want you to suck me right now?" she said. Randy leaned over and kissed her on her knee. "I want to eat your clothes off" he said. Well, you don't need to take time to do that as she unzipped her mini skirt and allowed her swelling cock to rise up to full erection. Randy always marveled at how quickly Kim could have an erection. He looked at it for a few moments, then, looked up at Kim. Kim said, "lick my perineum and suck my balls first and then you can love my cock as long as you want." Randy complied with her command without hesitation. Eagerly caressing the soft sensitive skin of her perineum and sucking her plump balls in her full scrotum. "That stimulates my prostate and feels soooo good" she said. "It makes my cock quiver and throb with lust, come suck me". "Come up and suck my big horny transsexual cock, my burly lover" she demanded. Randy found her aggressive demands very exciting. He loved feeling her sexual power and complying her desires. He own cock was throbbing and aching and on the verge of cumming. She grasps his head with both hands and forces her big throbbing cock deeper into his mouth and down his throat, thrusting and thrusting and thrusting. "Ahhh, Im cumming" she said as she filled Randy's mouth with load after load of hot silky cum. Randy gulped it down and then carefully licked up the final drops of her delicious cum as it oozed from her swollen cock. Randy thought, "I've died and gone to heaven"
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[randolph]

A story about a tgurl named Gina
Gina is my cousin and I knew her parents well. She appeared to be a normal boy until gender issues started appearing. Jim's parents discussed them with their doctor and a psychiatrist. The doctor suggested corrective surgery. The parents discussed this with Jim and he refused. He liked the way he was but wanted to be called Gina. Fortunately, they lived in San Francisco where the schools were understanding of gender issues and "Jim" was allowed to be the girl Gina and excused from showering with the girls. Other students assumed she avoided dating because she was studying all the time.
Gina was a brilliant student getting straight "A's" and was especially good at mathematics. When she graduated from high school, she was awarded a full scholarship to Stanford University. She graduated from Stanford in electrical engineering and was immediately hired by an electronics firm in the Silicon Valley. I had not seen her since adolescence but over the years had kept in touch by Email. We liked to exchange jokes and erotic stories. She was delighted with her new job and her colleagues' seemed to accept her transsexuality.
A few days ago I got a call from her. I immediately knew something was wrong by the tone of her voice. "I have been laid off" she said. "The company has had to cut back due to the economy and competition from China". I said "I am very sorry; it appeared to be a great opportunity for you". She said,"I am in a bind, my apartment costs $2000 a month, I am running out of money and there seem to be no jobs around here". I said," Well with your abilities, perhaps you could find a position down here in S. California. You would be very welcome to stay with us while you looked around". She said, "Oh, you are so kind, do you think your wife would mind?". No I don't think so; we have a big house with an extra bedroom/office for you". Arrangements were made and I went to the airport to pick her up. As the plane unloaded, I expected a young woman dressed in a conservative professional outfit and probably wearing glasses. I was holding up a placard with "Gina" on it as the passengers entered the terminal. Suddenly this drop dead gorgeous blond girl approached me and said "Hi I am Gina". I thought, this must be the wrong Gina. I said "Are you my cousin Gina?". "Yes I am, didn't you recognize me?" "Well you are not (gasp) quite what I expected". She was wearing a form fitting sweater, tight short pants, tall leather black boots and mesh panty hose. She was stunning; her slim willowy body looked very feminine and very sexy.
I drove her home wondering what my wife would think of Gina. I knew she was aware that Gina was transsexual. After an initial shocked look, the wife seemed to accept Gina and enjoyed chatting with her while I composed myself and wondered how this was going to turn out. Things went well that evening, we got her set up in the spare bedroom and she hugged us both and thanked us profusely for inviting her to stay with us while she got her life back in order. We had a nightcap in front of the fire, hugged and then went to bed. As the wife and I settled into bed, she said, "Gina is quite a girl, isn't she? "Yes, indeed' I said.
I get up very early in the morning, fix a pot of coffee and settle down to do my usual Tantric meditation. As I worship the female energy within, my thoughts turn to the fantasy image of my beautiful shemale lover and I begin to love her gorgeous cock. My cock immediately responds to this fantasy and I continue loving it for an hour or more. As I was holding my erect cock with my eyes closed a voice said, "Well good morning, I hope I am not disturbing you?" It was Gina, wrapped in my bathrobe, I quickly covered myself and feeling rather embarrassed, asked her if she would like a cup of coffee. "I would love a cup in a little while", she said, smiling. I was sitting on the living room couch as she then walked up in front of me and opened the bathrobe. She was completely naked; I quickly scanned her body but froze when I saw her erect cock staring at me. Then I looked up at her smiling face and said, "My god Gina you are so beautiful". She said, "do you like what you see", as my gaze returned to her lovely erect cock. "It's beautiful" I said "may I kiss it". "My cock likes lots of attention" she said, as she moved forward to give me full access to her goodies. I thought to myself, man I never dreamed I would sucking off a brilliant mathematician!
To be continued:

[dirty30]

Thanx...

[randolph]

Her lovely cock was a delight! It was so smooth and succulent and I could feel her throbbing pulse as my lips slid up and down the shaft. My tongue eagerly licked the swollen head as her precum oozed out of the tip. Then she grasped my head and began thrusting her hips driving her cock deeper into my mouth. My god this is so good, I thought as my erect cock prepared to cum on its own. Suddenly she let out a low groan and her cock began filling my mouth with hot silky cum. We both came at the same time and I didn't have to stroke my cock at all. As I was finishing up licking up Gina's juices, I heard my wife getting out of bed. I looked at Gina and said, "Quick, get into the kitchen". As I was pouring coffee, Audrey came down the stairs; fortunately Gina and I had composed our selves just in time. "Well, good morning you two, up early aren't you". "Yes, I guess my fixing the coffee woke Gina up" I said. Audrey asked Gina to help her fix breakfast while I rushed off to take a shower. After showering, I returned to the kitchen and noticed Audrey and Gina engaged in chatting and serving breakfast. I was delighted that the "girls" seemed to be getting along very well.
To be continued:

[hungcowboy]

story mein freund.

:resp ect:


not a bad wake me up at all


i wish i could wake up with that... instead i have to hear women bitching at me to wake up

[randolph]

During breakfast, Gina talked about her job at Transmicro. One of her projects was developing the mathematics for a new chip that could be implanted in the body that when properly programmed and implemented could stimulate orgasms on demand. Wow, I thought the market for that could be tremendous. Gina said, "There were lots of technical problems involved. One of the major ones was the link to the nervous system. Which thoughts would detected and used to trigger the orgasm? In the trials with monkeys, they were getting orgasms only when they looked at their keeper and when looking at certain foods. Transmicro decided to put a hold on the research until a better brain thought detector was developed." Audrey seemed fascinated with what Gina was saying about orgasm research and I noticed her looking at Gina in an almost adoring way. I had to go to work so I kissed Audrey and "hugged" Gina and headed off to work. I couldn't stop thinking about the incredible experience with Gina. Her cock was so good and my cock cumming automatically. That was the first time my cock had cum without touching it. I also thought about Audrey and Gina wondering if something was going on there.

[ila]

Your stories are getting better Randolph.

[randolph]

When I got back from work Audrey and Gina were preparing dinner. Gina was wearing a tank top and brief pants and trotting around in high heels. The high heels did wonders for her legs, shaping the muscles into erotic delights. When I looked at Audrey, I was amazed, she was wearing a bikini! She had not worn a Bikini for years, although she still had an excellent firm body. We had a great dinner of fresh salmon, asparagus and sweet potato. I broke out my favorite chardonnay. During dinner Audrey sat next to Gina and I noticed Audrey had her hand on Gina's thigh. Oh my, I thought, my suspicions are confirmed; my wife has the hots for Gina. That evening, Gina told us a little bit about her childhood and then said, "I have something to share with you. Please do not tell anybody about this; it is a top secret project at Transmicro." We promised to keep quiet and begged her to continue. Gina continued, " Transmicro is working on genetically engineering stem cells to be implanted into the red blood cells of men. I asked, "So what are these stem cells going to do?" Gina smiled and said' " You may not believe this but they are female stem cells and as the red blood cells circulate through the male body they transfer female genes into each male cell and displace the male genes. Then within a short period of time the whole body of the man will start to transform into a women! The penis will invert into a pussey and the testis will retract and change into ovaries. The male muscles will modify into beautiful smooth female muscles. Everything will change from man to woman". "My god Gina, this is amazing" I said, "Are they making any progress on this?" She said, "Well it has a high priority, a survey by the company revealed that a lot of men secretly would like to be a women, particularly a very sexy women. You see, the female stem cells are carefully selected from the most beautiful, sexy and yes intelligent women available. Of course, the injections of the female stem cells would be extremely expensive and only wealthy men could afford it. The company stands to make a fortune." I thought, bummer!

[randolph]

It was getting late so we all went to bed, kissing and hugging on the way. As Audrey and I settled into bed, she came over on me and started kissing passionately. My goodness what's going on? I thought. I returned her kisses and she reached down and started stroking my cock. Humm, this is very unusual. She then got down and started sucking my, by now, hard cock. She then moved around astride me with her pussey directly over my face. She has a lovely pussey and I love to lick it but now it was dripping love juice like I had never seen it before. I love her juices so I lapped away as she worked over my cock. Soon Audrey received my load and swallowed every drop. I continued sucking her plump clitty until she had a screaming orgasm.
As she calmed down, she moved up to sit beside me. "Oh, darling, thank you, I love the way you take care of my pussey." "Well Audrey, you did very well down there, I love you." Audrey looked at me with a concerned look on her face, and said, "I love you too, but I have to confess something to you. I like Gina, in fact, I love Gina, I want to make love to her!" "Well Audrey, we are in an interesting situation here aren't we? I also have a confession to make. The other morning, I had sex with Gina." Audrey said, "Well when I came down for coffee, I suspected something was going on, when I saw the expression on your face and Gina's flushed face. Oh my god, we love each other and we both love Gina, what are we going to do?"

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Thanks

[randolph]

Well Audrey, "Gina is an amazing person, she is charming, beautiful, bright and self assertive. Not only that, she likes our company, she is a wonderful gift for both of us." Audrey said, "When Gina and I were in the kitchen, I noticed a bulge in her pants and realized since she is transsexual she has a cock. This thought excited me and I began to think about it more and more. I realized that I wanted to love it. I have never before been very interested in cock sucking but with Gina something happened." I said' "Yes, Gina has an erotic aura around her. While I was meditating, she came to me and offered her cock to me. I felt so honored to have the opportunity to please her." Audrey said, "Oh, I want to please her too but I would feel guilty doing it. I said. "Would you be ok if I was there while you loved her?" "Well, yes I would like that then I wouldn't feel guilty." I said, "I think it is very likely that Gina is bisexual so we could see if she is interested in "Ménage à trios" Thank you for being so understanding." " Well don't forget, I love Gina too," I said.
The following morning, we all had breakfast. Gina was her usual charming self as we discussed issues ranging from Obama's progressive agenda to the outrageous statements of Rush Limbaugh and Ann Coulter. Gina said' "You know, don't you, that Ann Coulter is a transsexual?" Yes, I had heard some rumors about her, a bad example to say the least." "Audrey and I were wondering if you would be interested in visiting Palm Springs today." "That sounds great I have never been to Palm Springs, let's go!" We jumped into the car and headed down the freeway feeling like kids again.

[randolph]

Gina and Audrey got into the back seat and immediately began doing girly talk, I was surprised that Gina liked girly talk. I keep expecting her to discuss some technical aspect of her research. I was also disappointed that she wasn't sitting next to me so I could do furtive glances at her gorgeous legs. We had a great time in Palm Springs visiting the Art Museum and having lunch at a gourmet restaurant and visiting Palm Canyon. On the way back we stopped at the factory outlet stores on I10, Gina wanted to visit Victoria's Secret. The girls shopped there while I sat on a bench and watched the people stroll by. Eventually they came out of Victoria's looking very excited. Gina got me some really cute outfits, Audrey said. We got home that evening and watched the Netflix movie "Boys Don't Cry" that arrived that day. Later that evening, the girls told me to stay in the living room. They were giggling like school girls and soon Audrey came out in this sexy outfit and posed for me. It was a light slinky silk dress, low cut and quite short and conformed to her very female body. Then Gina came out in a BDSM outfit including a whip made of leather. Gina then grabbed Audrey and gave her a passionate tongue kiss right in front of me and pushed her down in front of her and said, "Are you going to obey me?" Audrey said "Yes Gina I am your slave and will do as you desire". While Audrey was saying this, Gina was brushing the whip across Audrey's back. "Very well slave girl come with me to my room". "Now you can kiss my boots and remove them". "If you do that properly, you can remove my top". I was standing there enthralled at what was going on. "You are being a good slave now you can remove my skirt". I could tell Audrey was really into this; she eagerly unzipped Gina's leather skirt and kissed Gina's bulging panties. Gina lightly swaked her with the whip and said, "I did not give you permission to do that". "Oh, I am sorry mistress what can I do to make amends?" Gina smiled, "well are you prepared to worship me?" "Oh yes mistress, I would love to worship you". "Very well you can now remove my panties". As Audrey pulled down Gina's panties her fine cock popped out and began to swell. Gina then got on the bed and lay down on her back. "Now slave girl you can worship me". By then Audrey was literally drooling. I was removing my clothes as Audrey bent over Gina. Gina's cock was standing at attention as Audrey went down on her. Audrey's rump was sticking up in the air exposing her lovely wet pussey and I prepared to mount her. My throbbing cock easily slid into Audrey's soaking wet vagina as her juices were dripping down her lovely smooth thighs. As I thrusted into her, she was making little grunty noises as she loved Gina's cock. My view across Audrey's back and to Gina's face was a delight. As I looked at Gina, she smiled and winked. I winked back and almost burst out laughing. If it didn't feel so good fucking and sucking would, be quite funny if not absurd. She had her hands behind her head so she could observe what was going on, she obviously was enjoying it immensely. Audrey seemed to be in seventh heaven, she just couldn't get enough of Gina's cock.

[smc]

Here's a story I wrote recently, inspired by one of our forum members to combine romance and sex:

Did It Really Happen?

It is one of those days of drudgery, tied to the computer, working for hours, trying to write. It is not going well. I am too distracted. Perhaps things will go better if I work somewhere else? Sometimes, moving from my office and the desktop computer to the living room and the laptop helps. I decide to give it a try.

Nothing doing. I am just as distracted. Only now, away from my office upstairs, with all the reminders of work, I find it even easier to drift away from my work tasks, and I look for anything to do but work. After drifting around on the web from news site to social networking to whatever, I check my email. There is a message from an address I have never seen before: her@want-me.net. The subject line reads: "I am not spam."

That catches my attention. Of course it is spam, I surmise, but I must admit to being impressed by the cleverness of the subject line, so instead of instantly relegating the message to the trash, I decide to look. The message content is simple: "It's me. Click here."

I put the cursor over the clickable line to see what will show up at the bottom of my screen, fully expecting some long string of unintelligible letters and numbers comprising a URL somewhere in one of the spam or phishing capitols of Africa or Eastern Europe. But again, I am surprised. It reads: "This is real."

How did the spammer do that? I wonder. Now I am more than curious, and against my better judgment I click, fully expecting it to be the last time I will get any use out of my laptop computer.

What happens next is truly remarkable. On my computer screen comes a very small image, difficult to discern. I strain to make out what is in front of me. Gradually, I begin to see it clearly: the curve of a woman's smooth, bare shoulder.

Over the next several minutes, a barrage of small images arrives on my screen. At first, they are large enough to see, but after a second or so they become tiny and find a random place on my screen. The back of a woman's calf is followed by what I think is likely a particularly soft part of a woman's behind. Some hair falling against a back popped up, and then a partial picture of wet lips. The images continue, one after another, all bits and pieces of a woman coming to me in a completely random order. With some, it is impossible to tell exactly what part of the body they are, because they are small and out of context. Others are definite. There are perhaps three hundred separate images, and I can tell that some are front, like the navel, and some are back, like the crack of an ass. They are scattered all over my computer screen, disconnected. And then they stop coming.

I try to move them around with the cursor, but to no avail. I check my email again. There is a new message from her@want-me.net. It reads: "Are you sure? Click here."

I am absolutely sure, so I click. Three final images arrive. First a nipple, and then another. Finally, two eyes. Even out of context, I can see that they are smiling.

Still, though, I cannot move the images on my screen. I check my mail again, and there is another message: "Now I am complete. Are you ready? Click here."

I don't think I've ever moved my cursor so quickly. I click. The hundreds of tiny image files on my desktop begin to whirl around. As the seconds go by, they begin to gather together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, beginning at the feet and moving up a pair of smooth, silk legs. But it isn't a static picture. As the pieces connect, the larger image they are creating begins to move, rotate even, and I see both the front and back of those legs. The picture expands to the top of the legs, and I am facing a beautiful derriere that is ever so slightly arched in the air. The body turns, but she seems to be clenching her legs together, not offering me as clear a view as the rear. It doesn't matter to my arousal, which is in full gear.

The images continue to swirl about, and I see a full back, with hair falling down it erotically, and a full torso, with two enticingly erect nipples. My cock is nearly poking through my pants. And then, quickly, the entire picture comes into view. As it turns from back to front, I see a beautiful woman. While I don't think I know her, she looks oddly familiar. She looks at me from the screen with deep, knowing eyes.

There is a sudden blinding flash of light, and what seems like an explosion. I can see nothing, but it feels as if I am hurtling through space at a rapid speed. Then, suddenly, everything is calm. A woman's voice says: "Open your eyes."

The woman from the computer screen is sitting next to me on the couch. She is dressed in a simple black dress that barely covers her. The living room has been transformed; it is now softly lit with candles. The air has an aroma of flowers and fresh spring rain. I can hear some quiet music beneath everything. There is a bottle of red wine and two glasses on the table.

"Do you want to kiss me?" she asks.

I take her in my arms, running my hands over her shoulders and back as our lips meet. We tremble together as we embrace, our tongues dancing together. Then she breaks our kiss and whispers a question in my ear: "Do you know me now?" She then seductively darts her tongue quickly in and out of that ear, sending a chill down my spine and into my hardness.

I ponder her question even as I continue to hold her and we kiss again. I know her, I think, but yet I am so uncertain. She begins to take my shirt off as we continue to caress and kiss. I break the kiss for a moment and gently pull her dress down to run my lips and then my tongue over first one nipple, and then the other. She touches my leg and gently moves her hand up to run her fingers lightly over the bulge between my legs, underneath my pants. This makes me moan.

She whispers again in my ear. "You must be certain. This changes everything. There is no going back." And then she clutches my now-harder cock through my pants.

I continue to concentrate on her nipples, pulling at them gently and rolling them between my fingers. I use my thumbs to rub the tips in slow circles. Her head falls back, and her breath becomes to come in steamy gasps. She pushes herself against me and we fall back on the couch. She is atop me, and pressing against my groin. There is something there that feels unfamiliar, but I am too aroused to think any more about it. Instead, I concentrate on her beautiful tits for a while as she kisses my neck and fumbles to get my pants open despite being on top of me. Soon, though, I leave my mouth and one hand to concentrate on one nipple while I move my other hand down to help her. Along the way, I rub and caress every inch of her I can reach, and I feel a bulge like mine on her.

Now she is moaning, and she moves her legs and opens her thighs. Together, we sit up, while in an embrace. I pull away and she remains on the couch, seated. She is so beautiful. She looks like no woman I have ever seen before. No picture I have looked at comes close. And yet, her beauty is completely unconventional. IIt is not that of a supermodel, or the girl next door, or does it fall into any of the other typical categories society has set before us. Her beauty is unique. I sense something of myself in her beauty, as if we share something that creates an inner beauty only I can comprehend. I wonder whether what I see on the outside of her is unique to my mind's eye. I wonder whether any other guy would see her beauty the way I am seeing it, or even see it as beauty. But I don't care. Here she is.

[smc]

(part 2 of 2)

I begin to speak, but she puts her finger to my lips and quiets me. "Take off my dress," she instructs me, and so I get on my knees in front of her and begin to pull it down the rest of the way. Her beautiful tits, with nipples wet from my mouth, are before me. She has on lovely lace panties that contrast with her delicious skin. I move to pull them aside and I discover that the bulge I felt earlier is, indeed, a cock. I feel my own leak.

She notices that I have noticed. "Do you want me?" she asks again.

My heart is pounding. In a second, I look around the room. The soft candlelight and music create an aura of romance. The music, which I cannot identify but that creates a perfect mood, ebbs and flows. I think quickly, and answer. "Would you like some wine?"

The beautiful woman before me smiles and whispers, "That is the correct response to my question, for now." She pulls me to her and kisses me again, and then sits back comfortably on the couch. I pour two glasses of wine and sit next to her. She is naked, but for the lace panties. I am partially undressed, disheveled. We look deeply into each other's eyes.

"I've been waiting to come see you," she says, "ever since the first time we met. Do you remember?"

It is beginning to come back to me. "You were at the museum a few weeks ago, right?"

"Yes, that was me."

Several weeks ago, I took some time off from work to treat myself to an afternoon at the fine arts museum. I found myself mesmerized by an abstract expressionist painting, and stood staring at it for what seemed like an eternity. A beautiful woman came and stood next to me and began to speak to me. She asked me what I saw, and I told her that it was changing with every minute. She laughed and told me that that was the story of her life. Confused, I asked her what she meant, and she told me that sometimes what we think we see is not what we are truly seeing, and sometimes what we are truly seeing is something that we are afraid to see, and sometimes what we are afraid to see is the very thing we most want to see. I asked her whether she was playing hooky from a philosophy class at the nearby university.

That afternoon, we looked at a number of abstract expressionist paintings together in that particular gallery room of the museum. Our discussion was engrossing. There was something special, something different about her. I was captivated. And then she got a text message and, in a flash, declared that she had to leave right away. I never got her name, but I went back to the museum the next day and asked the guard in that room whether he remembered her and anything about her. He told me she had spoken briefly to him and said she was visiting from out of town. That sealed it. I guess it was my disappointment and the realization that I would probably never see her again that made her face begin to fade from my memory.

Now she sits next to me, half-naked, with a glass of wine in her hand and arousal between her legs. It is something I have longed for.

We talk and laugh and find ourselves emphasizing the things we say with caresses. She puts down her empty glass and tells me I have passed the test.

"What test is that?" I ask.

"I am a special woman," she answers. "Remember the paintings we looked at? I can only be with someone who can see beyond the obvious, and see who I really am. I have no desire to be a stop on a tour. I want to be aroused by ideas, by romance, and by truth, just as much as I am aroused by the animal instinct that is in me as in every human."

"We are back in philosophy class," I joke. But then I turn serious. "You are special. I have been looking for you."

She pulls me to her lips again and we kiss. Then she whispers: "Show me."

I get on my knees between her spread legs. Although we have never been together, I know this is something she loves. I can see how hard she has become inside her panties. I push them aside to free her beautiful cock. It rises to me, and I take it one hand and caress it softly. I have never done this before, but I am guided by what I know feels good to me. She gasps.

I am harder from this than I have ever been before. With my other hand, I struggle to remove my pants. It is difficult to do with one hand, but I succeed. I pull my briefs down and free myself. I am fully naked on my knees. I feel worshipful of her beauty, and I show her. I kiss her cock, my first cock, and then I gently run my tongue up and down her. It is larger than my own. I look up into her eyes for a signal that I am doing the right thing. She smiles and kisses me from that distance.

With one hand on her, I take her cock and put it in my mouth. Again, this is my first time, but her reaction seems to tell me that I am doing it right. As she gets wetter and wetter from my mouth, I take her deeper and deeper. I am loving this. What a fabulous feeling. What a beautiful taste. I reach up with my other hand to caress a nipple. After a moment, she takes that hand and sucks on one of my fingers. Pushing my hand down, she makes it clear that I am supposed to stick that moistened finger in my own ass. I will do anything she wants.

My own hard cock is leaking. I can feel the precum dripping down from it, but I ignore the attention it calls out for to concentrate on her. This is what I want. As I finger myself from behind, I continue to worship her cock. I can feel it growing in my mouth. I know what that means. I am not afraid. I want the sweet juice. I want to drink it. I want to show her that I am for real, that this is what I really want. I want her to fill my mouth with her cum and know that as I drink it I am fully aware that we are sharing everything, not just some bodily fluid. I want her to know that what we are doing now is yet another expression of the connection that we made when we first met, and that we will continue to connect in other ways that are not about sex.

She continues to grow in my mouth. I want to kiss her, though, so I rise from my knees slightly and bring myself to her lips. "I love the way you taste," I tell her. "Thank you for coming back to me." She smiles as I put my tongue in her mouth. A moment passes, and she pushes my head back to between her legs.

I take up where I left off, and it is only another few moments before I hear her breathing change. She clutches the cover on the couch. With her cock filling my mouth, I smile, because I know that I cannot possibly be doing this that well. But she, in all her beauty, is encouraging me.

Suddenly, her beautiful cock begins to unload a delicious liquid in my mouth. I drink it greedily, but not every drop. As it continues to spurt, I feel myself cum, too. I have never done so without direct stimulation, but it is happening now. I feel like a teenager about to have sex for the first time, like a premature ejaculation. But I don't care. As her cumming begins to subside, I use my hand to caress her beautiful, and now empty, balls. I then rise off my knees, bring my mouth to her lips, and kiss her passionately. We share the bit of her cum that I saved for this moment. It makes my lips glisten and tingle. I am in spent, and I am in love.

We collapse in each other's arms on the couch. She whispers in my ear that she must leave.

"How did you even get here?" I ask.

"I am magic," she answers. "Because you believed, I could be here."

"Will I see you again?" I ask.

"Be at the museum tomorrow afternoon," she says. "Meet me in the same gallery. We have other things to look at, and more ideas to pursue."

"I will be there. I cannot think of anyplace I'd rather be."

"Don't be so sure," she replies. "You have to give yourself to the moment. And there will be another moment like this. There is someplace else I'd like to put myself."

I feel my entire body shudder in pleasure at the thought. I close my eyes for a moment, and she is gone. I am fully dressed. The laptop screen has my work on it. The candles are gone, and there is no music playing. But there, on the table, I notice a single wine glass, with a slight stain of lipstick on it.

[randolph]

Great story!
I wish I could write that well.
I guess I will keep trying.

[redgiant]

looking for a Chicago ladyboy

[randolph]

Later we went to bed and Audrey said' "We need to talk". I said, "OK what is on your mind?" "Well it's Gina, I don't know what comes over me when I am around her. She is such a nice person, I love talking to her and joking around. But then I get this feeling and I can't keep my hands off her. The more I touch her the more I want her." "Well Audrey, I know exactly how you feel, I think". I feel like I am obsessed, I just want her cock in the worst way". "I want to please her more than anything". "I want her to want me". "OK, what if she gently told you that she loved you but that she would rather not continue to have sex with you" "I would find that exceedingly painful but knowing she loves me might get me through it. Perhaps we should all sit down and talk it over. Gina may not be here very long. I must admit I have similar feelings, she's my cousin and I do have a fatherly like feeling for her. I know it will be very difficult to break these sexual activities but I think for our marriage we need to do something.
The next day, we sat down with Gina, we held hands and discussed our concerns. Gina listened carefully and smiled. She then said, "I love you guys, this has been a great time for me, I enjoy your company and yes, the sex. I should have told you sooner that my boyfriend is coming down to take me to San Diego for a few days. Also he told me on the phone that Transmicro wants me back at the end of the month. As my heart sank I noticed tears welling up in Audrey's eyes.

[ap1_porn]

lovin the stories on here