Transgender Stories

Sarah’s Night at the Frat House Pt 1

My name is Sarah, for the sake of this story;) I’m a 20-year-old transgender from Colorado. I like to keep the little man under my skirt a mystery, but I am very passible as a girl. For the fun I offer, I don’t get many rejections from the boys even after the surprise in my panties makes his grand standing debut. Thanks to the generous amount of estrogen my body produces and some prescription hormones, my breasts are a natural and firm 32b. They’re not too big, but they fit my slender body just right.

I saw Derrick at a college fraternity party in the summer of ’06. He was about 5’9” and probably pushing 160lbs of a lean build. He was cute, for a freshman. He had a clumsy way about him. You could tell that he tried hard to impress the veteran partiers around him, and it was adorable. He was a pledge in the Delta Iota Kappas which made him a slave to the DIK frat brothers, college seniors, and any of their guests at their party. I liked the idea of him being a little play thing. I followed him around the party all night, always acting nonchalant just a few feet away. Just to see how he would react, I began to brush past him and rub my body against his. He’d immediately blush and excuse himself. A few times, I put myself just out of his line of sight and exposed some tempting skin by reaching for a glass high in the cupboard or by hiking up my leg on the table to straighten the knee high tights hugging my legs. Every time it caught his attention, and every time I gave him flirtatious grin. Nothing tops that moment when you know you’ve won over someone’s attention and desire, and they’re yours.

Derrick was tasked with getting more beer from the basement, so I planted myself perfectly in his path. The basement entry was at the end of the kitchen where I just so happened to be taking shots. As Derrick approached the door leading downstairs, I tossed my head back to take another Pantydropper. I pretended to lose my balance and stumbled backwards gracelessly. LUCKILY Derrick was there to save me. I twisted myself and fell right into his arms. I was surprised when he caught me with such a strong grip. He held me tightly by my shoulder and hips, then he pulled me close to him firmly to make sure that I didn’t fall any further. As I turned my body to look at him, I allowed my alcohol soaked breasts to graze across his hand. I let out an embarrassing drunken giggle that was synonymous with a loose cheerleader. “I’m sorry. I am such a klutz”, I laughed. Derrick was speechless as he held me and looked over me petite physique. My red hair was caught in a loose band and fell just off of my shoulders. I had on a white button-up top that was simply tied above my navel, and a light pink bra on underneath. The drink that I spilt had soaked through both, and it caused my nipples to stand erect in the coldness of it all. His right hand was cuffed at my hip bordering my tight denim shorts. From there his eyes wondered down the slopes of my smooth fair legs. Breaking the silence, I giggled a little again and asked

“Um, what are you doing?”

“What?” Derrick replied. “Oh, I’ve got to get down to the basement for more beer.”

“You’re so thoughtful! You’re like the life-line to this party, huh?”

“I guess I sort of am.” He laughed with a sarcastic charm.

“Thanks for catching me” I said. “I’ll help you with all that beer."

Derrick didn’t argue and led me down into the fraternity basement. I made sure the door shut behind us. It was dimly lit, but very well kept. There were cases of beer everywhere and kegs to sustain the entire Spring Break if needed! I was surprised at the level of organization that had be held in their personal liquor stockpile. Cases of beer and wine were separated and neatly stacked. Kegs were lined against the wall. A full bar, complete with stools, was mounted below the ascending stairs.

“I’m impressed!” I said, gawking a bit.

Derrick searched the through the boxes. “Yeah? It’s mostly donated. You know?” He said. “Fraternity Alumni try to prove that they’re still cool and give us large supplies.” He squatted down and lifted a large case of cheap light beer. His jeans fit him very well. “This is the stuff for the beer pong tables” he said. When he stood up, I was standing right in front of him.
The case of beer only between us. He handed me the case with a smile. I took it then sat it down back on top of the others. I closed the gap and placed my hands in his back pockets.

“Thanks for catching me upstairs” I whispered. “I guess I got a little dizzy.”
He looked down at me, and I arched my back pressing my up against his. He immediately lost track in cleavage.

“Do you like them?” I asked.

“What?!”

“Pantydroppers. That’s what I was drinking.”

“Um, yeah. They’re pretty good.” Derrick stammered in soft confusion.

“I must have spilled half the shot on me…if you want some.”

“Really? I mean. Yes!” Derrick began kissing my neck and collarbone, and sucked on my ear lobes. It was amazing. That kid could really stoke my fire! He reached down and grabbed my ass with his strong hands, squeezed my cheeks tightly, and lifted me up onto the cases of beer. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him to me. I ran my hands through his hair and urged him from my neck to my neglected twins. His hot mouth made my entire body weak as he sucked away at my chest. I untied my shirt and let it fall from my shoulders. Derrick took the clue of my readiness and reached back to unhook my bra. The pink cups loosely sank from my perky mounds, as Derrick attacked my right nipple with his tongue. I moaned aloud and gripped the hair from the back of his head.

For lack of nothing, he was extremely energetic about foreplay. His tongue lapped away at every inch of my exposed body until there was not a trace of spilt drink to find. I gently lifted his chin with a curled finger and kissed him passionately on the mouth. Our tongues danced and explored each other’s mouths, and his hands gripped my waist as I grinded against the front of his tight jeans. I could feel his cock pressed against me. His jeans must have been made of thin designer denim because I could sense the complete composition of his grown member. I could feel it pulse and the warmth it radiated. I reached down and rubbed my hand down the length of it. Oh, it felt big. It responded instantaneously to my touch.

I broke away from our entangled kiss and leaned back against the beer cases. “Take your shirt off, Derrick. I bet you have amazing pecs” I said while licking his kiss from my plump lips. He liked having his ego stroked just as much as his cock. Derrick raised his shirt up over his head as I tossed my bra aside. His upper body was tone, and his hairless tan skin was flawless. I could tell that he liked to take care of himself. I bolted upright and playfully bit his left pec. He jumped not expecting such a vigorous act. “Oh” I cooed softly. “I’m sorry” I tucked my fingers into the top of his pants teasing of taking them off. “Do you not want to play?”

“No…I mean yes. Of course I do. I just wasn’t expecting it. That’s all” he explained while softly toying with my nipples.

“Good. Because I can’t wait to meet your cock.” I unbuttoned the pants that imprisoned the hardened object of my desire. His erection practically unzipped his pants the rest of the way as I tugged at the sides further down past his ass. I felt hot all over and began to feel my own cock pressing against the beer cases that I sat on. The strength of my erection was becoming entirely too stiff to sit on. I ushered him back and knelt in front of him. He kicked off his flip-flops, and I rolled down the top of his underwear waist band. His dick sprang out and seemed as eager to be played with as I was suck it down my we throat. I licked the length of his cum-gun’s undercarriage a few times and flicked my tongue as I neared the tip. Derrick groaned and placed his hand on my head as I slowly took the head of him into my waiting mouth. My tongue swirled around the large dome that I sucked. I lightly scraped my teeth across the top of it and stretch my soft tongue along the sensitive underside. He shuttered blithely. With that, I sank its total length of seven and a half inches down my throat. My nose became buried against his conditioned abs. Derrick gripped the hair from the back of my head and thrust back and forth into my tonsils. I pulled my head off his throbbing cock and gasped a deep breath. Immediately, I plunged his unit back into my mouth. Derrick moaned with ecstasy as I reached up and began to massage his testicles. Smooth and perfectly shaven globes turned in my hand. I tugged down gently on them as I sucked deep on his shaft. With my left hand, I reached down and rubbed the crotch of my own jeans. I could feel the sticky milk my own caged penis was pooling in my panties. To Derrick it must have looked as if I was stroking the length of a wet pussy. The fact of him not knowing turned me on more than the actual act of sucking that beautiful dick of his.

Mmmm, I hummed while engulfing his cock. Derrick pushed my head down firmly once more causing me to continue throating him. Thick saliva dripped from my mouth, and I started to ignore his swelling balls to catch it all in my hand. I lathered his balls and taint with my throat’s dense lubrication. Briskly, I rubbed his taint and balls until the entire area and my slender hand was slick. Derrick began to groan louder, and he thrust deeper into me. I slid a finger up his ass crack pressed firmly against his anus. My moist finger was slim and oiled with my slutty saliva enough to pass through his sphincter without friction at all. I curved it down and pressed assertively against the inner mound of his prostate. His rock hard member held in the suction of my fat lips, I looked up to see his face. Derrick stood in a trance like stupor. Eyes closed and mouth wide open, he accepted this anal embrace. I pushed my finger in and out of his tight little hole and swirled my tongue around his cock, always keeping it in my mouth. More spit dripped down his hanging orbs, and I was able to catch it with the fingers not taking residence in his ass. I brushed them against his silky taint then brought them up to the entrance of his ass. I pressed one alongside my invading finger and entered it just as easily as the first. I felt his prostate swell and the engrossed head of his cock seemed to double in size. My own dick was screaming to be released from my skin tight jean shorts, but I just rubbed at it faster and harder than ever. Derrick pulled my hair with both hands toward him like he was trying to make me a part of his own toned body. His anus was gripping my fingers so tightly that I could not pull them out even if I wanted to. I pressed against his bulging prostate, and he began to convulse while crying out. I felt a hot load fly down my throat. Another, then another. He pulled out of my mouth and I reached up with my free hand to stroke his shooting cock. Splash after splash of hot cum was launched onto my face, neck, and chest. Derrick began to come down from his intense high. I removed my fingers from his anus, massaged his balls, and returned his swollen bishop to my mouth gently cleaning it all over with my tongue.

The upstairs door opened, and a voice bellowed down. “Pledge, what the fuck is up with the beer?!”

“Oh shit!” Derrick muttered under his breath. He quickly grabbed at his pants and began to pull them up. I sat back on my heels, smiling, and tasting the cum off of my tits and fingers. “What the fuck am I going to do?” He said while looking frantically for his shirt.

“Don’t worry so much, Baby” I said, licking a finger full of cum from my chest. “Just invite your friends down, and I’m sure that they’ll forget all about the beer.”

Transgender Stories

Tue, 12 Jul 2016 02:14:42 UTC

The Gay Guy and the T-gurl

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I think I’m gay. I used to think I am bisexual, but that doesn’t make much sense. I love dressing as a girl, and am sexually stimulated by it. Plus – all my waking and sleeping time is spent dreaming about sucking cock! I haven’t had tons of opportunity to do so, but occasionally things work out.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I know a couple of gay guys, but have never tried to approach them. For some reason I had it in the back of my mind that a gay guy wouldn’t enjoy a guy dressed as a woman. Because I guess, gays are only attracted to &quot;men&quot;. But then it dawned on me that gays do have sex with gays, right? Wow, what a unique discovery, like where have I been?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I thought about this for a while, and last week I approached a guy I know, very attractive, small physique, dark hair. Very easy to get along with. A little bit effeminate. He had on a previous occasion told me he is gay. I appreciated his openness, and his courage to come out of the closet that I’m still stuck in.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I treated him to a coffee and told him I how much I appreciated him telling me about being gay, and that I had something personal and confidential that I wanted to tell him. He gave a little smile and guessed &quot;So you’re gay too?&quot; I nodded, he said &quot;When other guys tell me they have a secret to tell me, it’s usually to say that they are gay&quot;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I am considerably older than him, and didn’t expect that he’d come on to me. He didn’t. I think he just thought I wanted to be comfortable with myself by being a close friend of a gay guy. It’s true also, it’s great to be able to talk about it. We talked for a half-hour or so, mostly about what attracted me to others, gay or not. He told me a bit of his history with me, not always satisfactory. We walked to our cars and as we split I asked him if he’s like to get together some time. I think he understood what I meant by &quot;get together.&quot; He didn’t answer directly, just said &quot;never know.&quot; I felt it was something of a brush off, and I couldn’t blame him for that, given my age, plus I’m not exactly a Brad Pitt.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I think it was about a month later when I got a call from him, inviting me to supper at his place. I asked if he’d mind if I brought &quot;all my secrets&quot; with me. He said of course, probably thinking I meant I would tell him more about my gayness.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I brought a little bag with me, which seemed to surprise him. We had a nice supper, he turned out to be a great cook. It was all small talk until desert, when he asked me what kind of guy was I attracted to. I said &quot;a guy like you.&quot; Again I got his sweet little smile.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We left the table and brought coffees to the living room, me on the sofa, he on an easy chair. I could already feel my groin growing warmer He asked &quot;do you want to talk about your other secrets?&quot; I said I’d rather show him. He said &quot;What do you mean?&quot; I answered that I would like to show him, not just talk about it. He gave me his ok, I got up and grabbed my bag still by the door, and went into the bathroom, he staring at me with a questioning gaze, but still with that sweet smile.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">In the bathroom, I started my dressing, feeling a little<span>&nbsp; </span>uncomfortable, even foolish. Why wouldn’t i just undress and come back to him nude? Why? Because I’m a gurl remember, and girls and girls need to get themselves ready.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I have a figure hugging simple black dress of figure hugging lycra, always my favourite. And my figure isn’t bad, I am very thin. But almost no butt unfortunately. I donned my black pocket bra, inserting my smallish silicone breast forms, I have much larger ones (36DDD), but they’re just a lark. The smaller ones fit my frame better, Then my mesh suspender hose, with those convenient opening front and back. No panties. Then my dress. Then my 6′ heels ( I really know how to walk in them). Then my short brunette wig. No makeup, not into that yet. I brushed my hair, smoothed my dress, and prepared for a grand entrance. I was shivering by this time, my &quot;clit&quot; had become hard as rock, and my groin was burning.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Out I came. He was reading labels on a few DVDs, with his back to me. I walked to his chair, touching his shoulders gently, and said &quot;Turn around and you’ll know all my secrets.&quot;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">He got up and did so. He did not seem at all surprised. Again the smile, and he said &quot;You look very nice, very feminine.&quot; I got the feeling he was ready. I reached out my hand and he took it. We came together, just touching gently, feeling each other’s bodies, truly getting to know each other. A moment passed until the touching became more vigorous. I took his head in my hands and kissed him. His mouth and tongue welcomed mine. I was so weak I thought I would faint. Our hands now began to explore each other’s body, and it was soon evident to both of us that we were both ready for the next step. I whispered &quot;I didn’t know you are attracted to girls also.&quot; He said &quot;I am to girls like you.&quot;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">He suggested he should get into something more comfortable, we separated slowly while still holding on to each other and he went to his bedroom. About 20 minutes went by, seemed a bit long to me, but I was ok, just longing for him to return.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I was sitting on the sofa when I heard the door open. He was dressed &quot;en femme&quot; !!!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">And she was gorgeous. A full ball gown, a white layered gown with large ruffles, armless. A hint of small breasts with little cleavage. Long golden hair. Subdued red lipstick, large hoop earrings. She was a true beauty.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&quot;I guess we share the same secrets&quot; he said, as he walked toward me. All I could think about was kneeling under that long gown!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We embraced again, longingly and lovingly. He asked me to dance, and we both chose a slow piece, to which we waltzed, holding each other tightly. He wore a delicate perfume which invited me to kiss his neck. We kissed again and again, the temp speeding up until the music could no longer keep up with us.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&quot;Let’s watch a video&quot; he said. He picked up a DVD from the coffee table and put it in the player. It was a DVD of a shop in the US that markets womens clothing especially made to fit men. It seemed out of place, but this gurl has class, an I wouldn’t dare protest.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We cuddled on the sofa, him describing each outfit the gurls wore on the video, telling me what he like best. The action continued though, as we touch every art of out bodies. That was difficult with the thickness of his gown. But I could still feel what I wanted.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We weren’t far into the DVD when he stood and held my hand, leading me into his bedroom. We fell onto the bed together. My dress raised itself up in a few moments, and his hand was on my clit. With a little trouble, I was finally able to feel his. It seemed like a nice size, not unlike my own. I couldn’t resist as well as he, and I squirmed down on the bed until I could get my lips around his gown and onto his clit. I sucked until he came, which was only about 2 minutes. Swallowing his cum, I could not leave my little tent right away. I hugged his clit, rubbed my face with it, licked it, kissed his balls, for a long time, still hidden from his view. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">When I came our from under, he held me in his arms and we kissed again. He said &quot;Now it’s your turn gielie&quot; I am older so don’t come as quickly, but my precum was already running. He pushed me to sit on the edge of the bed, kneeled before me, and embraced my clit. He was an expert cocksucker, much better than me. I came a small load which he also swallowed. We were both wiped out and laid together on the bed.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We slept, or napped I should say, for about an hour, still wearing our full regalia. We awoke together, not saying a lot, and walked to the kitchen where we did the dishes and cleaned up. It was getting late. He asked if I’d like to stay overnight, of course I said yes, that would be wonderful.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">He went to his bedroom, I went to the bathroom and undressed. In a moment he came in, and we showered together. I kneeled in front of this goddess in the shower, and once again this young gurl gave me cum, my real desert that evening.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">We went to the bedroom and dressed for bed. I always wear a bra and my breast forms and panties to bed, I love waking and feeling them. They are a part of me. He wore nothing to bed.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">As we lay in each others arms. we talked about sex. And we talked about love. And we talked about what we would have for breakfast. He said he would have me, and I would have him, what more would we need?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">I have searched for a compatible t-gurl for years. We have found each other. Thank you God.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">Melissa</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">__________________</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial">If anyone would like to write me about this story, my email is <a href="mailto:melissa4155@yahoo.ca">melissa4155@yahoo.ca</a>. I may not answer every email, it will depend on its content.</span></p>

Transgender Stories

Tue, 26 Apr 2011 20:40:39 UTC

Sissy

Chapter 1: Sissy and her Momma

Sissy groaned softly as the call of nature gradually pulled her from a blissful sleep. She rolled away from Momma and rose groggily from the bed they shared. With a low moan of her own, Momma turned over and snuggled deeper under the covers. Sissy stumbled across the one-room flat and entered the bathroom. The white tiled floor was cold beneath her bare feet. Blinking in the morning light, she caught her reflecton in the mirror over the sink as she stopped in front of the toilet. Brushing back her wild mane of sleep-tousled black hair, she yawned hugely and lifted her plain white nightdress above her waist, then paused as she looked down with a frown.

Her shame-stick stared right back up at her with its one slitted eye.

An irritated sigh escaped through her nose as she pursed her plump pink lips in consternation. This was happening more and more. She tried to bend the thing down, but it was too stiff. It bobbed back up, slapping against her white belly when she let it go. The bloated purple head now seemed to be grinning, mocking her. The danglies in their ugly crinkled sack below were drawn up into a tight ball beneath the base. She waited impatiently, but the thing did not begin to droop as it usually did. Finally, she wet a cloth with cold water and wrapped it around the uncooperative organ. It sent a shiver through her but the swelling did not drop one little bit. She whimpered at the discomfort in her bladder.

"What’s the matter, Sis?" Momma startled her, entering the room behind her.

Sissy turned around and displayed her problem. "My thing won’t let me go pee," she whined.

"First of all, sit down like a proper little lady," Momma ordered with a scolding slap to Sissy’s bare bottom. She scowled down at the protuberance poking up from Sissy’s lap. "Nasty little shame-stick! Did you try a cold compress?"

"Yes, Momma. It didn’t work…"

"Well, push it down between your legs," Momma instructed brusquely. "That’s right, now lean forward…farther, until you can point it down. There you go. Now go pee. Hurry up, Momma’s gotta go too."

Sissy sat spread-legged, awkwardly pushing the thing down with one hand and the other on the floor to keep herself from toppling off the toilet. She stared at the worn and chipped red polish on Momma’s impatiently tapping toes as she tried desperately to get her pee to flow through the swollen instrument of her shame. Finally a trickle, then a slow but steady stream eased her discomfort. Finished, she wiped the tip with tissue and rose to let Momma take her place.

"Take off your nightdress and brush your hair," Momma directed.

"Yes, Momma," Sissy replied and pulled the gown off over her head. She picked up the hairbrush and began trying to brush the tangles out of her nearly waist-length black hair as she listened to Momma tinkle. The thing continued to stand up, looking at her. She saw Momma frowning at it. "I’m sorry, Momma," she muttered, shame-faced. "Do you think it will ever go down? How am I going to hide it when it’s like this?"

"Come here, baby girl. Bring your cream."

Sissy retrieved her jar of special cream from the medicine cabinet and went to Momma, sitting on her lap when Momma motioned her down. Momma reached over and pulled a rubber glove from a box on the shelf to the side. She pulled the tight glove onto her hand, snapping the latex into place, then dipped her fingers into the cream from the jar that Sissy opened and held out for her. Flipping Sissy’s hair back over her shoulder, she began to apply the cream to Sissy’s chest.

"Your lady-bumps are growing nicely, dear," Momma cooed, gently massaging the hormone cream into each pliant, half-grapefruit sized breast.

Sissy smiled happily. She loved her lady-bumps, and it felt really good when Momma applied her cream, especially on the tips. The 2 inch wide dusky pink circles would crinkle up to half their normal size and the little buds in the center would grow stiff and red, like they were now.

"Are lady-bumps called titties, Momma?"

"Where did you hear that?" Momma asked sharply.

Sissy faltered at her mother’s tone. "Those men working n the street yesterday. I heard one of them say to a woman walking by, ‘show us your titties baby’ and he went like this.." She cupped her hands under her chest and made a juggling motion.

"Men!" Momma spat distastefully. "Yes, that’s one of the things men will call our lady-bumps, but it is vulgar and a lady does not say such things! You hear me?" She emphasized her admonishment with a painful pinch to one of Sissy’s erect buds.

Sissy flinched. "Yes, Momma!" she blurted. The pinch hurt, but somehow it made her shame-stick throb even harder. It was becoming quite uncomfortable. "Momma, what about that–what if it doesn’t go away?" she pointed down there plaintively.

Momma glanced at it and sighed. "You’re 16 now. I guess we have to face the fact that the cream can’t hold puberty off forever."

"What’s puberty, Momma?"

"It’s when your body changes, from a girl to a woman. It’s why you have this hair growing down here and in your armpits. It’s why your shame-stick is staying erect all the time."

"You mean it’s going to stay this way?" Sissy asked with alarm. Tears began to well up in her eyes. How would she ever hide her shame?

"No no, baby girl," Momma soothed. "Momma will make it go away. Don’t you worry. It’s distasteful, but there is a way to make the swelling go down. Now, wipe your eyes, give me a little more of that cream and Momma will make it all better."

Sniffing back her tears, Sissy held the jar out for Momma, then set it aside. She shivered as Momma slathered the cool cream on the ugly purple head of her shame-stick. Then Momma wrapped her gloved hand around the tumescent organ and began to stroke it up and down.

Sissy nearly swooned.

She felt the blood rush to her face. It felt so…good. As Momma’s tightly-gripping fist worked the slippery cream into it, the upthrust shaft jerked and twitched as if it had a mind of its own. The swollen knob bulged even bigger, angrier. Every muscle in her young body grew tense. She couldn’t even breathe as it felt like a spring somewhere down below, beneath the danglies, was being wound tighter and tighter.

"Momma!" she gasped.

Then suddenly that tightly wound spring exploded! Her entire body convulsed, the danglies contracted, the shame-stick pulsed and thick white goo shot out. With each contraction of the hidden spring, another spurt of the stuff, shooting up onto her lady-lumps, her belly, Momma’s hand. Momma kept stroking until the contractions subsided, the goo stopped coming out, the spring was sprung. Suddenly overcome with weakness, Sissy collapsed, holding on around Momma’s neck to keep from falling.

"Shh, shh, baby girl, it’s all over now," Momma rocked her gently, still holding the twitching shame-stick in her hand as it did, indeed, slowly relax to its normal limp state.

Sissy found herself gently weeping, her face buried in Momma’s billowy red hair. As her breathing returned to normal, she sat back up and looked at the mess that had come out of her.

"What is that stuff, Momma?" she sniffled.

Momma released her and began gingerly peeling the messy glove from her hand. "That is the evil-seed," she replied with a look of distaste at the dripping white goo. "It builds up inside your shame-stick. Momma will have to milk it for you when it gets too full. Now, jump in the shower, get cleaned up. After breakfast we’ll do your home-schooling, then, if you are a good girl, Momma take you for a special treat."

Letting the thought of evil seeds growing inside her fade to a vaguely troubling afterthought, she jumped up excitedly. The milking of her shame-stick had left her feeling exhilarated. "What kind of treat, Momma?"

Momma smiled indulgently. "How does a girls’ day at the spa sound? Mani-pedi’s?"

"Really, Momma?" Sissy literally quivered with excitement. They rarely went anywhere other than shopping for food or the library.

"If you’re a good girl," Momma repeated, then with another scowl at the evil-seed covering Sissy’s front, she pointed to the tub. "Shower."

Sissy dutifully stepped into the tub and turned on the water. After adjusting the temperature, she gave Momma, still sitting on the toilet watching her, a happy smile before she pulled the curtain and engaged the shower. She watched the goo rinse off her chest and belly, then grabbed the soap and began washing. Too excited, she started to pop her head out and ask Momma a question about the promised treat. She was stopped short, however, when she saw something through a tiny gap in the curtain. Catching her breath, she leaned closer and peeked through the gap.

Momma was still sitting where she had been, but she had her legs thrown wide open and was rubbing herself. Down there. Sissy’s heart thudded heavily. Somehow she knew she was witnessing something she was not meant to see. Momma’s eyes were closed, her mouth was open. She had a pained expression as she moved her hand rapidly between her legs.

Sissy and Momma shared a bathroom. They shared a bedroom. They shared a bed! Sissy had seen Momma naked hundreds of times. She knew Momma was different down there. She had no shame-stick, no danglies–that was Sissy’s shame to bear. But other than curly dark hair, she had never seen what Momma did have–a flower! A blossom, with dark pink petals, opened up like a butterfly’s wings!

Momma’s blossom was none to delicate, however, judging by the way she was rubbing it–hard and fast. Momma’s other hand reached up to squeeze her lady-bumps. She always wore pretty nightdresses that you could see right through. The one she had on now was pink and covered with frills at the top and bottom, but it did nothing to hide in-between. Sissy could see her huge lady-bumps, hanging heavily as she squeezed them. The buds thick and long as she pinched them roughly. She reached to her own soap-slippery chest to mimic Momma’s behavior, squeezing her bumps and stifling a gasp as she pinched and twisted her own buds.

Then Momma’s groping hand came across a glob of Sissy’s evil-seed that had landed on her nightdress. She opened her eyes and scooped it up with her finger. She brought it to her nose and sniffed it, her eyes rolling back as she stuck it in her mouth and sucked on it as if it were mana from heaven. Sissy wished she hadn’t rinsed all the seed off so she could taste it herself! Then Momma stuck two fingers into her blossom!

There was a hole there! And Momma’s fingers plunged in and out as fast as the jackhammer the men in the street had used yesterday! Her feet came off the floor, knees rising and spreading even wider as she gasped and jacked even harder.

Sissy suddenly realized that she had been unconsciously soaping herself between the legs, and her shame-stick had risen to stare at her, apparently once again full of the evil-seed. With her pulse racing and her breathing shallow and rapid, she wrapped her hand around it and began stroking it like Momma had. It felt good in her hand–long, hard, slick with soap. And her hand felt good on it. Almost as good as Momma’s had felt. Shame momentarily forgotten, she pinched harder on her crimson buds and pumped her fist as fast as she could, watching Momma through the gap.

Momma’s face was screwed up into a grimace of passion, red and sweaty with clenched teeth. She suddenly pulled her fingers out of her blossom, wet and glistening, and rubbed it frenziedly at the top. Her free hand covered her mouth, stifling a gasping exclamation. Sissy could see the blossom contracting on itself as Momma’s entire body convulsed. It suddenly dawned on Sissy–Momma’s spring had sprung!

The shock of realization, plus her own furiously pumping hand, caused her own spring to go off also. The evil-seed erupted, squirting out to be lost in the spray of the shower. Her knees nearly buckled. Thank goodness for the non-slip mat in the bottom of the tub as she fell back weakly against the wall, squeezing out the last of the evil from her shame-stick.

The last glob of white goo she squeezed into the palm of her left hand. As her breathing caught up and her hammering heart settled, she brought it to her nose and sniffed, then licked it clean. Curious odor, slightly salty tasting–she was still contemplating it when Momma’s voice nearly stopped her heart altogether.

"Hurry up in there! I’m going to fix breakfast."

"Yes, Momma!" she exclaimed and hurriedly reached for the soap.

Transgender Stories

Sun, 28 Jun 2015 21:11:58 UTC

The best of both worlds

<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra Grosset climbed out of her bath, and began drying herself off with a huge fluffy bath towel. She had a big date with Greg, and she was really looking forward to it. Greg understood her, not only understood, but was very eager to fuck her. She had been spurned by many guys, it hurt to have been rejected so many times, because the guys couldn’t handle her secret. She sat down at her vanity table, and began to brush her hair.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her roommate, Lynn Sunsher, appeared behind her in the mirror, Sandra smiled a greeting. Lynn was looking sad, and Sandra thought she knew the reason.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;You’re going out with Greg again, aren’t you?&quot; Lynn asked.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Of course I am, why shouldn’t I?&quot; Sandra replied.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Sandy, you know how I feel about you.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Knock it off Lynn, I can’t help it if I’m bisexual, I need both pussy and cock, and I can’t go straight or gay exclusively, I’ve told you that more than once.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lynn sighed, seeing Sandra her sometimes lover (when Greg wasn’t available) fresh out of the shower, only a towel between her and Lynn’s hands, lips, and mouth, just made her want her more and more. She stepped up right behind Sandra, slid her hands around, gently pulling the towel away from her breasts. The towel dropped to her lap, leaving her bare to the waist, and Lynn’s hands took advantage, squeezing, fondling her grapefruit sized globes, pulling and tweaking at her rapidly stiffening nipples. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Does that feel good, baby?&quot; Lynn cooed in her ear.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra sighed with pleasure, Lynn had the most wonderful hands, and they could do wonderfully hot, sexy things to her body. She could feel herself getting wet, Greg probably wouldn’t be here for a while, and Lynn’s lips, kissing and nibbling along her shoulders and the sides of her neck, decided the issue. She stood up, facing Lynn, and as the towel fell away, Lynn gazed in awe at the hard, stiff 8 inches that sprouted up from Sandra’s pubic region!</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra was the rarest of the rare, a true hermaphrodite. All her life, she had kept hidden the secret that lay between her thighs, that she had a both a male and female set of fully functioning genitals. When she was a child, she would wear tight panties to keep her penis hidden, and loose trousers and skirts to further conceal it. After her parents consulted with her school officials just before school started, Sandra was granted a complete exemption from gym classes, so she would not have to be in a communal shower with her classmates. Outwardly, she was all female, and a very attractive one. There were more than enough guys during her growing up phase, that would be eyeing up her outwardly noticeable female charms and assets, but she politely declined all request for dates. She did not want what happened the first time, when she was desperate for something that everyone takes for granted, a normal date. Before she even got a kiss, she told him that she was different, very different. He would not believe her, thought she was trying to prevent him from, as he put it, &quot;getting into her panties.&quot; She had to show him, and when she skimmed off her panties, and he saw an 8 inch, uncircumcised penis, he was not at all interested in the fact that she also had a fully functioning vagina. It had been tricky, trying to find lovers who could handle her difference. Lynn was bisexual, as she was, and loved the idea that she had both sets of genitals, Greg could handle the fact that she had a penis, as he said, &quot;it’s not the penis, it’s who it’s attached to that makes all the difference&quot;. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lynn reached down, wrapped a hand around Sandra’s stiff cock, and slowly stroked up and down. Sandra growled with pleasure, it felt so good. It made her blood surge, her roommate eager for her, wanting it, needing it. They tumbled to the bed, and hands, mouth and fingers were everywhere, kissing, licking, stroking and sucking. Lynn liked to be dominated, and Sandy was very happy to do so. Sandy shoved her back down on the bed.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Spread your legs, you little slut!&quot; Sandy barked, &quot;You’re a little slut, you just want to be fucked all the time? Right, you little horny slut?&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lynn squealed, &quot;Yes, oh yes, I’m such a dirty little slut, I want your cock, I want you to fuck me like the little slut I am! Oh fuck, Sandy, give it to me, fuck me, just like a little slut!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandy’s lust was whipped up, hearing Lynn beg for it, just like some overheated little tramp, always fired her up to the max, her 8 inches rock hard, and ready to hammer her roomie. Sandy placed her cock between the steamy opening, and drove it home, in one power thrust. Lynn let out a squeal of pleasure as Sandy penetrated, feeling the stretch of her tight cunt walls being split open by the hard thrust of her lover’s cock. Sandy buried all 8 of her hard, throbbing inches in, right to the balls.</p><p><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Oh yeah, give me all you got, babe! Fuck my cunt, fuck me, I’m an overheated little whore who needs to be fucked hard, fuck me, fuck my burning cunt! I love to be teased and fucked by your big, hard cock, let me have it, slam my pussy, fuck my fiery fuckhole, fuck my overheated cunt, fuck my brains out!!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; From behind and underneath, it must have been an incredible sight. A very hot, steamy cunt, with a hard 8 inch cock just above it, pounding into a spread open, eager cunt, as Sandra’s hips drove back and forth, power fucking her lover. Sandra could feel her cunt juicing wildly, at the same time as her big cock and balls started to churn, mixing up a thick wet load to spray Lynn’s overheated hole with. Sandy shoved Lynn’s legs up, hooked them over her shoulders, and gave Lynn a power ride, ramming it in, reaming out Lynn’s steamy fuck-hole. Her cock was in control now, just like any guy, and all she could think of was getting her gun off, her cock was going to explode deep inside Lynn, and gush a thick, juicy load. The tight cling of Lynn’s fiery fuck-hole, and her cries of pleasure took her over, Sandra felt her cock jerk, and swell up tight with a massive urgency.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Fuck, oh fuck yeah, gonna blow my load, take it you little slut, fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes, YES!&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra let out a howl of pleasure as her cock erupted, a second later, she felt Lynn’s cunt clamp down on her cock, spasming wildly. Lynn’s cry of orgasm joined hers, as the tight velvet grip, and milking spasms sucked eagerly at Sandra’s cock, erupting deep inside Lynn’s eager tightness again and again, a geyser of hot, white cum spilling inside her steaming core. She exploded 6 thick ropes of spunk, splattering deep inside, Lynn’s cunt milking her hard cock for every last drop.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A few minutes later, Sandra got up, and started to get dressed, Greg would be there soon. Lynn slipped on her clothes, and retreated to the living room. Though she was feeling very refreshed by her sexy romp with Sandra, her moodiness still prevailed. She missed the way it used to be, when Sandra didn’t have a boyfriend, and Sandra would fuck her every night, her hard cock reaming her out, exploding deep within Lynn’s eager tightness.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Her thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Greg was standing there, and Lynn invited him in.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Hey Greg, how’s it going?&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Oh, can’t complain, you know how that is.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Sandra is running just a bit late, she’ll be ready in a minute or so.&quot;</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After that exchange, they lapsed into silence. They weren’t friends, they just knew each other as acquaintances, and they really didn’t know each other well enough to carry on a friendly conversation.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In the bedroom, Sandra was still horny, her cock had got it off, but her cunt was all juiced up, and needed a good hard fucking. She wanted Greg to fuck her hard, she couldn’t wait until after the date, she needed his cock pounding her cunt, now. Accordingly, she slipped on a sheer powder blue robe, that outlined her body very well. She left her room, and stepped around the corner into the living room. Greg and Lynn looked, and then stared, Greg felt his cock rise, and Lynn felt her cunt heat up again.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Greg, I’m too horny to wait, come with me, and fuck me hard&quot; Sandra whispered. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Usually, Lynn would retreat to her room and listen to her Ipod, or go out to a movie, when Greg and Sandra wanted to get going while she was there, but this time she was too horny, she wanted to watch them going at it.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Can I watch you fucking?&quot; Lynn said, before she could think better of the question.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra looked at her, a sexy smile playing around the corner of her mouth. She looked at Greg, he gave a &quot;no problem here&quot; shrug of his shoulders, and Sandra took Lynn by the hand, and led her into the bedroom. Lynn quickly stripped, and took an armchair near the bed, she was going to stroke herself off while they fucked, and she wanted a good view. Greg stripped, and his cock rose up. Lynn saw the hard rise, and she was breathless. She’d never seen Greg’s cock before, and what a monster. It must have been at least 10 inches long. No wonder Sandra likes to date Greg, he turned Sandra to face him, and he slid the robe off her shoulders. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;OK, down on your knees, suck my cock!&quot; he barked. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lynn was very surprised, Sandra was so dominant with her, and so submissive with Greg. Sandra was like another person, so meek, as she quickly did as she was told.&nbsp; </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra clamped her lips around his cock, and started to bob her head up and down. Eight inches, nine, and with a slight twist of her head, and relaxing her throat muscles, she swallowed his entire ten inches, right down to the balls. Greg grunted as she went up and down his shaft, deep throating his throbbing length. Sandra cock was rock hard again, eight inches of steel. Usually, Greg would give Sandra a power-fuck in the doggy position, and lube up Sandy’s cock, stoking her to a gusher of an orgasm as her cunt would spasm wildly around his cock, but tonight he had another idea.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Ok, on your hands and knees, now!&quot; he barked. </p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Again, Sandra quickly did as she was ordered to do.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;Lynn, get over here, suck Sandra cock, while I fuck her!&quot; Greg ordered.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Lynn was startled, she would have been overjoyed just to play with her cunt as they fucked, but now! She quickly took position, and clamping her lips around Sandy’s cock, she slid her mouth down her shaft. Sandra let out a loud moan, as Greg notched his cock against her, and gave a power thrust, driving his rock hard ten inches in. Lynn swallowed Sandra’s eight inches right down to the balls, as Greg buried his ten inches of bone hard cock to the balls in Sandra’s fiery cunt. Lynn slid her mouth back, and again took in Sandra’s cock, deep throating her expertly. Lynn felt one of Sandra’s hands reach down, lovingly caressing her head while Lynn gave her the best blowjob she could. Greg was giving her steamy cunt a doggy style power fuck, his cock throbbing in the tight grip, working up a thick gusher to unload deep inside her. Lynn reached between her legs, and started stroking her horny center, eager to join them in the land of climax. Greg could feel it building up, as he reamed out Sandy’s steamy fuck-hole, and Lynn was ready to explode also, as she masturbating furiously, eager for Sandra’s wet spray to fill her mouth.</p><p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Sandra was on the edge, and flew over with a scream of pleasure, both her cock and her cunt exploded at the same time, the effect of her double orgasm almost drove her crazy with pleasure, it felt like a supernova had gone off inside her. Her cock pulsed and throbbed wildly, gushing a huge spray, Lynn felt her head was going to fly off with pleasure, the feel of her tongue being coated with jets of hot sperm gave Lynn the final push, and she felt her cunt explode, her howl of pleasure muffled by the mouthful of cock she was sucking. Greg grunted, and slammed in deep, holding it there, the spasms sucked on his prick, and he howled as he let go, his cock jerking and pumping a flood of hot cum, splattering Sandra’s insides with a thick coating of hot cum, the tight gripping quivering of her inner muscles greedily milking Greg’s thick shaft, sucking out every drop. <br /><a name="top"></a></p>

Transgender Stories

Fri, 22 Apr 2011 02:11:40 UTC

In the Men’s Restroom at a Local Bar Downtown

<p class="MsoNormal">Mel Gomez is a 5-6 tall girl in her early 20s, and possesses beautifully luscious, dark brown hair, thin black glasses, and is a D-cup who possesses a blend of peach and tan skin.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">She&rsquo;s a college student who works part time at a local pizza company, and just finished her shift, and over the previous weekend, made a bet with one of her male friends that she would beat him in poker.<span>&nbsp; </span>But she lost, and so she has to finish the dare on Halloween.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Ashley Pemberton is a 5-8 tall, skinny blonde androgyne who is 22 years old, has rather luscious curly hair, identifies as a bisexual, queer male, and finished up classes to hit the bar. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">At the bar, Melissa checks in at the club, and after a long pause from the bouncer she gets in.<span>&nbsp; </span>Mel tries to find her friend that she lost the bet to in poker, but couldn&rsquo;t find him.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Instead, she eyes a pretty, androgynous blonde man at the bar.<span>&nbsp; </span>She saw the prettiest, most beautiful guy at the bar.<span>&nbsp; </span>He looked almost too pretty to be a man, yet he is managing to pull this off.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The young man also had a smooth looking chest, and appeared to have a little bit of facial hair, as he seemed to have a dark brown goatee gleaning off his face.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Simultaneously, Ashley was neatly dressed, as he is wearing a dark blue shirt, a gray blazer, a light brown hat, black horn-rimmed glasses, light brown men&rsquo;s pants, and black sneakers to finish off his attire.<span>&nbsp; </span>In addition, he is also has a hand bag, as it came with a strap that is worn across the middle of his chest.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa asks the young gentleman, &ldquo;Hello, sir?<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>What&rsquo;s your name? I&rsquo;ll buy you a drink.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As the young man goes to greet beautiful young person next to him, he becomes aroused and increasingly horny as he gives a bossy, yet incredulous stare at the androgynous person in front of him. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley considers whipping out his junk, and masturbating himself inside his light brown jeans right in front of the androgyne, but resists the urge to do so. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley replies coolly, &ldquo;Damn, dude. You&rsquo;ve got me all hot and bothered.<span>&nbsp; </span>Name&rsquo;s Ashley.<span>&nbsp; </span>And I want a Bailey&rsquo;s.<span>&nbsp; </span>What&rsquo;s yours?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Ashley eyes Melissa, Melissa is wearing rather androgynous clothing.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa is wearing a wig that appears to be in a form of a crew cut, is wearing a polo shirt, and is wearing a prosthetic penis inside her dark brown pants.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa replies shyly, &ldquo;The name&rsquo;s Mel.<span>&nbsp; </span>Mel Gomez.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m a guy, too.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley holds out his hand, as he exposes his skinny little wrist to shake Melissa&rsquo;s hand.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa&rsquo;s hand is actually larger, but Melissa doesn&rsquo;t notice this.<span>&nbsp; </span>Ashley notices Melissa&rsquo;s painted red fingernails, as Melissa does not notice Ashley&rsquo;s pink and black painted fingernails.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hiding his excitement, Ashley says sheepishly, &ldquo;Nice to meet you, Mel.<span>&nbsp; </span>I don&rsquo;t normally go for fellas, but you&rsquo;re lookin&rsquo; mighty cute for fellow.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;d bet you&rsquo;d make a cute girl, though, if you were one.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa thinks to herself, that the gentleman spoke with a smooth, soft tone, as he seemed to speak almost too softly.<span>&nbsp; </span>Ashley&rsquo;s voice was at a pleasant tenor, and seemed almost too feminine to be from a guy.<span>&nbsp; </span>But Melissa was not one to judge.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says hotly, &ldquo;Well, you&rsquo;re a mighty fine gentleman yourself, Ashley.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley replies sweetly to his love interest, &ldquo;Thank you kindly, my boy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa asks the young man, &ldquo;I just have a quick question.<span>&nbsp; </span>Can I smell you?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley gives her an odd glance, before laughing nervously, as he says in an almost calm demeanor with false bravado, &ldquo;Why would you want to do that?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Aroused, Melissa responds excitedly, &ldquo;Because I think you would smell nice, sir.<span>&nbsp; </span>What kind of cologne do you wear?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley downs the beer, and says to Melissa, &ldquo;Damn, that was a good beer.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;ll be right back.<span>&nbsp; </span>Gotta use the bathroom.<span>&nbsp; </span>To use the wiz palace, my friend.<span>&nbsp; </span>Promise me you&rsquo;ll stay here.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smiling, Melissa lied as she said to him, &ldquo;Okay.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As she says this, Melissa stares into Ashley&rsquo;s eyes, and then at his crotch dreamily, as she holds his hand.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa was happy, and yet her eyes were pleading to blow him in the restroom.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smiling, Ashley said coolly as he was about to leave to go the restroom, &ldquo;I&rsquo;ll be back.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Desperate for a cock sucking, Melissa decides to follow her new boyfriend into the restroom, so she sneaks up behind him.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley heads for the restroom.<span>&nbsp; </span>He ponders which bathroom to use, as his gut instinct is to head to the women&rsquo;s bathroom.<span>&nbsp; </span>But at the last second, he switches and decides against doing so, and decides bravely to head in to the men&rsquo;s room.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He sees an almost empty room, as it is filled with sinks, urinals, and stalls, with no one in any of the stalls, and a couple of dudes minding their own business using urinals.<span>&nbsp; </span>Thinking he&rsquo;s secure by himself, he proceeds to head for a stall.<span>&nbsp; </span>The interesting thing he noted, was that the walls of the stall were bolted to the ground on all sides, so that the only visible view from the outside of a stall was from the top.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But it was just then, when somebody walks in behind him.<span>&nbsp; </span>It was Melissa.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa pops open the door, as she asks Ashley, &ldquo;How was the drink?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley smiles, and says meekly, &ldquo;It was nice.<span>&nbsp; </span>Thank you for the drink.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says unabashedly, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re welcome.<span>&nbsp; </span>I want to suck your cock.&rdquo;<br /> Ashley laughs, as he says, &ldquo;Hahahaha!<span>&nbsp; </span>Are you serious or you joking about that?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa smiles, as she licks her lips, &ldquo;Oh, I&rsquo;m dead serious.<span>&nbsp; </span>I want your penis.<span>&nbsp; </span>Suck the cum out of you.<span>&nbsp; </span>And have your semen drip upon my breasts.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley stammers, as he was about to talk, but Melissa walks over to him, grips his belt, and gives it a powerful tug, bringing her boyfriend to her.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley decides to drop his trousers a little bit, but not enough to show anything more than his cock.<span>&nbsp; </span>Meanwhile, Melissa stares blissfully at him, and licks her lips, as she tosses her hat and proceeds to go down on him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa gives him head, as she bobs up and down upon his shaft, as he&rsquo;s licking his shaft and balls using her mouth, lips, and tongue.<span>&nbsp; </span>She sucks harder and harder, as she bobs her head to go faster upon the young man&rsquo;s cock, as the cock bounces back and forth, nestling upon her boyfriend&rsquo;s loins.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">She can tell he&rsquo;s growing slightly aroused, as Melissa briefly pops her head up to talk.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says to him, &ldquo;I want you to cum for me.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Wincing perhaps, Ashley asks in an uncertain manner, &ldquo;Are you sure about that?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa replies demandingly while masturbating her boyfriend&rsquo;s dick, &ldquo;Do it, my boy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley tries to cum on her face and fails the first couple of times, and then barely manages to do so as he managed to cum lightly through his cock upon Melissa&rsquo;s face.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa tastes it, though she doesn&rsquo;t receive a sticky, gooey liquid upon her face.<span>&nbsp; </span>It is clear, and she tastes it, as it tastes like salt water.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa tells her boyfriend, &ldquo;That was good.<span>&nbsp; </span>But I wanted to covered in your cum.<span>&nbsp; </span>Still good, though.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She slaps her boyfriend on the butt, and then proceeds to try to get up.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But she trips and grabs onto his chest for support.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As she grabs him, she feels a fairly dense cotton fabric covering upon the young man&rsquo;s chest.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">The young man&rsquo;s breasts don&rsquo;t feel muscular at all, but soft, and mushy like a girl&rsquo;s. As they both freeze, Melissa briefly lifts up Ashley&rsquo;s shirt, and sees his binder.<span>&nbsp; </span>Startled, Ashley immediately pulls his shirt back down, as he leaves his bound chest out of Mel&rsquo;s view.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley looks at Mel, and immediately pulls himself out of her grasp.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Looking perhaps peeved, Melissa asks, &ldquo;Wait, are you really a guy or girl?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley says meekly, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m transgender.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Confused and briefly taken aback, Mel asks, &ldquo;So that means you&rsquo;re biologically male, I&rsquo;m assuming?<span>&nbsp; </span>Because I just gave you some damn good head.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She then reaches for the brim of Ashley&rsquo;s hat, and slowly takes it off.<span>&nbsp; </span>She expects him to have short hair, and he does. Melissa reaches for the back of Ashley&rsquo;s head, and he gently tries to slap it away, but Melissa finds out that Ashley&rsquo;s hair is synthetic, and is a realistic looking wig, but the young man does have blonde hair.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says calmly with conviction, &ldquo;I feel like you&rsquo;re hiding something from me.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Biting his lip nervously, Ashley whispers, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m biologically female, but I&rsquo;m whatever gender you want me to be, baby.<span>&nbsp; </span>Personally, I feel like I&rsquo;m a guy.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>So&hellip; I guess I&rsquo;m a transman.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa responds calmly, &ldquo;Well, that&rsquo;s okay.<span>&nbsp; </span>There&rsquo;s something you need to know about me, too.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley asks, &ldquo;What is it?&rdquo;<br /> Melissa whispers, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m not really a man.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She lifts up her shirt to reveal a similar cotton fabric, as she shows her binder to Ashley.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>She also shows her pants to reveal a strapon, though she has no actual plans to use it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa replies softly, &ldquo;You know, I made a bet with a friend of mine, and I lost, so I&rsquo;m dressed as a boy for Halloween.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley smiles and kisses her, and says, &ldquo;Cool.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says, &ldquo;Well, I guess that no longer makes us two gay guys.&rdquo;<br /> Ashley replies smoothly, &ldquo;Well, you can be for me.<span>&nbsp; </span>We&rsquo;re whoever we want to be.&rdquo; </p> <p class="MsoNormal">With that, he grabs Melissa&rsquo;s face to kiss her on the lips.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">They kiss, and they touch upon each other, as they proceed to make their way to the stall to avoid being potentially seen by perverts.<span>&nbsp; </span>There were men around them, but none were privy to the conversations or stared directly at them, so they didn&rsquo;t really know what was going on.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley proceeds to kiss Melissa hard, as he uses his tongue, and gently French kisses Mel tenderly.<span>&nbsp; </span>He then kisses her so hard, that her whole head snaps back a bit, as Mel feels the rush of ecstatic sensation.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Ashley proceeds to reach for Melissa&rsquo;s vagina, and feels up her strapon.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa kisses Ashley right back sweetly as well.<span>&nbsp; </span>Meanwhile, Ashley puts his hands around Mel&rsquo;s neck, just at the bottom of the collar bone.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa manages to sit down on the toilet, and Ashley&rsquo;s tongue is still jammed passionately down Mel&rsquo;s throat, and gently bites her bottom lip, just enough to feel but not enough to hurt.<span>&nbsp; </span>Then, Ashley proceeds to kiss Mel&rsquo;s chin and neck as passionately as possible.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley then grabs Mel&rsquo;s wrists, and put them behind her head, as he uses his hands to work down all the way down to his lover&rsquo;s sides.<span>&nbsp; </span>As Melissa fingers her vagina, Ashley reaches for Mel&rsquo;s shirt to pull it up until its over her tits.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley kisses all around them, and pulls her up to a sitting position to unhook Mel&rsquo;s bra.<span>&nbsp; </span>He then proceeds to do the motorboat, burying his face upon Mel&rsquo;s breasts, all while gently masturbating his moistening wet clitoris inside his prosthetic dick.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He then takes his hands to put them over Mel&rsquo;s boobs.<span>&nbsp; </span>Remembering they&rsquo;re in the men&rsquo;s bathroom, he asks Mel if it&rsquo;s okay if he refers to him as a man, to which Mel says yes.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He commands, &ldquo;Rub and play with your boobs, my sweet man.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Mel rubs his boobs, as he says back, &ldquo;Okay, sir.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley then unbuttons Mel&rsquo;s jeans and pulls them down, and positions himself in between Mel&rsquo;s legs.<span>&nbsp; </span>He kisses Mel&rsquo;s stomach, hips, and thighs.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Then, he plays with Mel&rsquo;s pussy before going down on his lover, spreading it a little bit, to where Mel slowly ventures into the spread eagled position.<span>&nbsp; </span>Ashley gives one big lick that sends tingly sensations causing Mel to tremble.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley then picks up Mel, so that his legs are over his shoulders, all while Mel is being eaten out and is laying against the back wall, screaming in pure, utter joy and is feeling relentless waves of pleasure from being getting her vagina sucked.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As he puts Mel back down, Ashley rips Mel&rsquo;s legs open, as Mel plays with her boobs and squeezes her hard nipples.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley goes crazy on Melissa&rsquo;s pussy, as he as two fingers in there, and sucks hard on his lover&rsquo;s clit, bobbing up and down back and forth, all while using his other hand to jerk himself underneath his penis packer.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, he uses his tongue to flick Mel&rsquo;s bean a few times, and pushes his fingers in farther, and wiggles them so deep inside her.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa is moaning softly, trying to hide her orgasms, but is loving this greatly.<span>&nbsp; </span>She grabs her strapon and rubs her hand up and down upon it, and uses her other hand to pinch her nipples.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley continues to eat his lover out, as his mouth is so deep inside Melissa&rsquo;s pussy that she can&rsquo;t even see his mouth.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa wiggles her strapon upon the top of Ashley&rsquo;s head, and pinches her nipples in pure utter ecstasy.<span>&nbsp; </span>She can feel her vagina being swollen, moist, and reddening, and she is loving the feeling of being eaten out.<span>&nbsp; </span>Juices are dripping down her vagina, as she can feel it, and is really craving for more.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley then tells Melissa to flip on her tummy, as she gets off the toilet to lay facing down in the really huge and wide stall.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa lifts her ass up in the air a little bit, as Ashley spreads Mel&rsquo;s cheeks to take his tongue across Mel&rsquo;s entire pussy.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley says, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re so wet, my boy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Panting, Melissa smiles as she says breathily, &ldquo;I am, sir.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley says hotly, &ldquo;I want you to sit on my face.<span>&nbsp; </span>That&rsquo;d be so hot.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa gets up to sit down on Ashley&rsquo;s face, as Ashley lays down underneath her, and pulls her down on him.<span>&nbsp; </span>They lay down with their asses facing in the opposite direction, as if to perform a 69 on each other.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley peers at Melissa&rsquo;s swollen clit, and proceeds to suck on that clit.<span>&nbsp; </span>He sucks on it hard and fast, as his tongue wiggles around it, so fast and swiftly that Melissa doesn&rsquo;t even know what&rsquo;s going on down there, but she&rsquo;s already feeling that continuous, hot buzzing sensation in her pussy.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley puts two of his fingers inside Melissa, and fucks her fast.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa is purring and moaning, but not so loud as to send waves of emotion to tell the other guys in the room that she&rsquo;s a girl.<span>&nbsp; </span>The sensation is incredible, as she can feel Ashley bobbing his tongue up and down her clitoris and is going buckwild to cause tons of pleasurable sensation.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As he&rsquo;s eating her out, Ashley rubs his clitoris inside his pecker.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Going back to grab Mel&rsquo;s legs to eat her out, Ashley says demandingly, &ldquo;I want you to cum for me&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa yelps, &ldquo;Ooh&hellip;.aah&hellip;.whoa&hellip;I think I&rsquo;m going to cum!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley starts furiously masturbating his beaver that is hidden beneath his dick, as he says, &ldquo;Me too!<span>&nbsp; </span>Me too!<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m about to cum too, my boy!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley is desperately trying to hold in his cum inside his wet vagina inside his penis packer, and pushes Melissa forward to open up her legs.<span>&nbsp; </span>With this, Melissa squirms and screams with joy.<span>&nbsp; </span>He proceeds to finger fuck her faster and faster while Melissa puts her mouth on Ashley&rsquo;s penis packer to suck him off again, and uses one hand to hold it down.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley then reaches a hand up for Melissa&rsquo;s tit, and feels Mel&rsquo;s muscles contracting as his lover is drenched in hot sweat.<span>&nbsp; </span>He then digs his face into his pussy, and grinds upon that clit with no mercy.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa says as a matter of factly as she&rsquo;s thrusting her vag down upon her lover&rsquo;s face, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m starting to become dripping wet.<span>&nbsp; </span>Are you going to ease up on me?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley tells Melissa, &ldquo;Not at all, Mel.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re going to fucking cum, and you&rsquo;re going to love it.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pleased, Mel smiles briefly as she winces, loving the fucking and says, &ldquo;Ooh&hellip;Just the way I like it, my boy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa screams orgasmically in a high pitched voice, &ldquo;Oh my god!<span>&nbsp; </span>It feels so good!<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m about to do it!<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m gonna cum!&rdquo; </p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley proceeds to put his fingers inside Mel, as he pushes them as far as they&rsquo;ll go.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa humps down upon it, nearly crushing his fingers.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She says to him orgasmically, &ldquo;Just like that!!!! Just like that!!!!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley bristles with pleasure, and is brimming with delight, as he continues to eat her out hard.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa yells, &ldquo;Whoa!<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>This is so fucking good!!!!!!!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She screamed as she ground her pussy continuously up and down Ashley until she couldn&rsquo;t hold back any longer, and came right upon his lips, letting out a clear liquid onto his face.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Happy, the two get up to kiss. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa then grabs Ashley&rsquo;s waist.<span>&nbsp; </span>She says to him, &ldquo;I want you to fuck me.<span>&nbsp; </span>With your penis.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Nervous, Ashley obliges, and proceeds to get up to do so.<span>&nbsp; </span>He proceeds to remove his shirt and takes off his binder, as he can now breathe more easily. Ashley bares his breasts to Mel inside the stall, as he possesses a fairly large chest, but still appears to be a cismale a few feet away, but one with manboobs.<span>&nbsp; </span>Still, Mel finds her boyfriend to be quite attractive.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley says really nervously, &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know how good I&rsquo;ll be at this.<span>&nbsp; </span>And this is a male chest, by the way.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Mel responds, &ldquo;Oh trust me, my boy, you&rsquo;re going to do just fine.<span>&nbsp; </span>No worries.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa sees Ashley&rsquo;s prosthetic penis, and senses it may be a high tech, double dildo. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">She whispers, &ldquo;Is it a feeldoe?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley responds, winking, &ldquo;Not telling.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As she sees his penis, the front end looks just like a male penis, but the back end is a tube, which is a pump for Ashley to feel pleasure inside his swollen clitoris.<span>&nbsp; </span>Then, there are hidden<span>&nbsp; </span>peachy straps to hold his penis in place.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa whispers, &ldquo;How do you pee out of that thing?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley replies slyly, &ldquo;I&rsquo;ve mastered some techniques.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He strokes Mel&rsquo;s face, and asks her to lick it for moisture.<span>&nbsp; </span>Melissa bends down, and licks on it to get it wet.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley stands up, and starts pinching his nipples, before proceeding to kiss lover on her lips, neck, and boobs.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley lays Melissa out on the toilet, and spreads Mel&rsquo;s legs spread-eagled, so that she is facing him, with her pussy in full view of his face.<span>&nbsp; </span>Meanwhile, Ashley is starting to get wet inside his strapon.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa then faces the other way with her ass facing towards her lover.<span>&nbsp; </span>She proceeds to get fucked from behind, as the two start fucking doggystyle.<span>&nbsp; </span>Ashley starts thrusting his hips powerfully back and forth, as he fucks Melissa from behind while grabbing her hair.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley starts slapping Mel&rsquo;s butt while going really fast, as he&rsquo;s fucking her as hard as he can, and does so with each powerful thrust, while feeling tingly vibrating sensations inside him as he continues to fuck his lover.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa starts spreading her legs further, showing her dripoing wet pussy.<span>&nbsp; </span>As Ashley goes faster and harder, he thrusts back and forth with his hips to get more velocity to fuck Melissa as hard as he can, while simultaneously pinching his nipples.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley tells Melissa, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re being naughty&hellip;.boy.&rdquo;<span>&nbsp; </span>He says this as he proceeds to give a hard slap on his lover&rsquo;s ass.<br /> Loving the tease, Melissa says back, &ldquo;Ooh&hellip;.I am a naughty boy.<span>&nbsp; </span>Give it to me harder, sir.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley tells her, &ldquo;Get ready to cum for me.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As he goes harder and deeper into her, he can feel it the sensations upon himself, as he is starting to get really wet beneath the strapon.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Ashley is fucking Melissa, he starts to grab his own ass hard, and starts to become overwhelmed by the sensation.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Growing to be a tad exhausted, Ashley says commandingly, &ldquo;Let&rsquo;s cum together, shall we?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa lets out a moan, and cums as she says, &ldquo;Yes!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa gets up, and starts shaking on the end of the dildo as she moans loudly.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">She asks, &ldquo;Can I clean you up, sir?<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re soaking wet, my boy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ashley starts to moan loudly too, but is trying desperately to hide it in a desperate attempt to keep up with the domination act.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He says sweetly, &ldquo;Yes you can, my dear.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m soaking wet inside my penis.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But he whispers as he points to his prosthetic penis, &ldquo;But this, is staying attached to me, alright honey?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa kisses him, as she says, &ldquo;Got it.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Melissa licks up the cum inside Ashley, as he lays back.<span>&nbsp; </span>She kisses his cute lips, and they hug.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">They proceed to put on their clothes, as they help each other get dressed.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">One guy proceeds to wash his hands, as he asks, &ldquo;&rsquo;Sup dudes.<span>&nbsp; </span>Do you know the score of that game?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Smiling, Mel puts her arm around Ashley&rsquo;s shoulders, as she said, &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know the score of the ball game out there, but I know the score of my game with him, and we won.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The slender man tells the couple as he finishes washing his hands, &ldquo;That&rsquo;s cool.<span>&nbsp; </span>Glad you guys won. It was good to meet you.<span>&nbsp; </span>Anyways, I&rsquo;ll be at the bar.<span>&nbsp; </span>See ya later, gents.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The two of them said sheepishly, &ldquo;Thanks.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Ashley and Mel made out one more time with a passionate kiss upon each other, and then proceeded to leave the men&rsquo;s restroom.</p>

Transgender Stories

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 08:09:51 UTC

Lady In The House – Part I

<p>Lady in the House – Part I</p><p>By</p><p><br />Michele Nylons</p><p>How had it come to this?  I was dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail. How had a mild mannered, and diminutive but highly successful accountant in his 30s ended up in one the States high security prison? </p><p>Well it had a lot to do with a bottle of scotch, a fast car, and a dead little girl.  The magistrate decided I was to be made an example of; five years for manslaughter, no parole.  How did I end up ‘belonging’ to Eddie McManus, the Facility’s most notorious inmate?  I thought back to six months ago about when I arrived at the prison.  It was obvious I was grist for the mill, the inmates jeered and cat called as I walked down the centre aisle past all the cells. </p><p>“Your mine sugar,”  </p><p>“Shake that arse for me baby,” and other demeaning harangues were yelled my way.  I was so scared about what would happen to someone like me in here. </p><p>One of the guards laughed “I’d get a big bad friend if I were you,” </p><p>His mate retorted “I’d get two big friends.” </p><p>I spent first night in Chelmsford alone in a cell, scared to death and didn’t sleep a wink.  The next day I was assigned a cell in the general population wing and my cellmate was ‘Big Bill Stevens’.  He gave me the some advice.</p><p>“Mike, you need a really, really big friend or two, otherwise those lads will eat you alive. Or should I say you will spend your life eating them!” he laughed.</p><p>Bill went on to explain prison life to me; how there were two types of inmates really; the hunters and the hunted.  With my small stature and my soft body, unused to any physical work, I was a sitting duck for the freaks.  I explained my background to Bill, about how I was a successful businessman who had the misfortune to drive home after consuming nearly a bottle of scotch.  About how I didn’t even remember hitting the girl.</p><p>“We all have our stories to tell,” said Bill, “and yours don’t mean shite in here.” He added callously.</p><p>“However,” said Bill, “there is another class of inmate.  The kind like you that has a lot of money on the outside; the kind that can buy protection; the kind that can get a get a guard or two in his hip pocket. Your kind.” He half laughed.</p><p>And that was it, the deal was struck. Big Bill Stevens became my minder.  With a liberal sprinkling of cash, which was provided by a bent guard to whom I set up a special account to access to my money outside, (and who took twenty five percent of every penny I had him withdraw); I was assigned to a larger more comfortable cell with Bill. We lived like kings; special food, special privileges, special packages from the outside containing booze, cigarettes, pornography, anything to make life more comfortable or anything that could be used for trade inside the nick.</p><p>I figured it was costing me more to live in jail than it was to live the high life outside, but I was locked up for five years with no hope of release, and without Bill as my minder, a few guards in my pocket, and the influence and protection of my money, life would be hell.</p><p>Then about three months ago, it all went to shit.  I found out there was another class of prisoner, a very special class of inmate who was so unique that there could be only one in each jail, the kind of inmate that ate the hunters just as easily as the hunted.  The kind of hard man that had nothing to lose, and was so hard the other kingpins in the nick paid him tribute and did his bidding without question.  The kind of inmate who didn’t need to bribe guards (although he kept them well paid anyway), because with one phone call to the outside he could have any guard’s family battered or worse.  The real boss of Chelmsford prison was not the Governor, It was Eddie McGuire, or actually, Mister McGuire to anyone but his closest confidants.</p><p>Eddie was in for life, but Eddie still ran one of the most successful criminal gangs on the outside.  Eddie wanted for nothing on the inside, the only thing he couldn’t have was freedom. And now Eddie had me!</p><p>Four month’s ago Eddie approached me and said he was impressed with how a faggot little man like me had set myself up.  He said he had no problems with the way I lived, as long as I bought my ‘special concessions’ from him, and as long as he got ten percent of any cash that I had smuggled inside.  From the look on Bill’s face I knew I had choice but to comply.  I figured it was just life in the nick and what the hell I had plenty of money working for me outside.</p><p>Then about a month after that I was sitting in the cell I shared with Bill wondering what was taking him so long to do the daily rounds of bribes and trading when I had an unexpected visitor.  One of Eddie’s minders came in to the cell and said,</p><p>“Bill won’t be back.  In fact he ain’t going anywhere any more.  When the fracas is over, you get your ass down to Eddie’s you little toerag.”</p><p>I wondered what the fuck he was on about, but next minute 2 prison officers came in and turfed me out. They searched the cell from top to bottom removing all my contraband and luxuries. </p><p>“You can go back in now arsehole.” One of the guards sneered. “Bill has had an accident and won’t be back.  You’re on your own until we re-assign you to another cell.  Sleep well sweetie!” The guard crooned and sauntered off.</p><p>I was scared shitless but knew better than to ignore the summons to Eddie’s cell.  I hurried down, minder-less for the first time since my arrival.  Eddie was waiting for me.  He was a slim man in his fifties, but sinewy with muscle.  I had heard he had choked more than one man to death with his bare hands.</p><p>Eddie wasted no time explaining the situation; Bill had been withholding some of the money I was supposed to pay Eddie.  Bill was now a permanent guest of the hospital and would never walk again.  Bill had fucked up big time.  And more importantly, Bill was my minder so I was responsible for his actions.  I tried to explain the situation; that I didn’t know Bill was skimming from the tribute I was supposed to pay.  Eddie quickly went on to explain that he didn’t give a fuck, that my girly ass belonged to him now.  I was going to become his accountant, his financial adviser, and I was going to pay him for the privilege of his protection.</p><p>I was moved into a cell next to Eddie that evening. What could I do? I had to have a minder otherwise I would be every hard man’s toy. I complied with Eddie’s wishes. I managed his funds and barter inside and I paid my tribute. After a couple of weeks I though I had nearly a better set up than before. Then some changes started to happen and at first I didn’t realise how drastically they would affect me.</p><p>Eddie had me organise some women’s clothing be bought in.  We had become sort of friendly; well as friendly as you could get as an underling; probably because a little chap like me was no threat to him.  He showed me some fashion magazines that he had bought in and pointed out some skirts, blouses, suits, and lingerie.  I have to say I was not suspicious at this stage, fashion mags in jail were poor mans porn that you didn’t have to hide them from the guards. I had also come to find out that some of the other effeminate inmates dressed as women and performed sexual favours for money. I also knew some of the more powerful prisoners had ‘wives’, crossdressed men who lived with them in their cells in homosexual relationships, either for protection or because they were just queer.  The guards turned a blind eye or took part of their take from the ‘working girls’; either way, I wasn’t really interested.  </p><p>I figured Eddie had me order in the clothing either to sell to the ‘working girls’ or he had his own ‘wife’ hidden away somewhere discrete in the jail.  I was really puzzled at how much interest he had me show in ordering the lingerie and shoes. He took special care in selecting sizes. Together we poured over the catalogues and I feigned interest as much as I could. I agreed with him that high heels looked lovely on a nice set of legs, but were hardly practical for a crossdressed inmate to get around the jail.</p><p>“You fucking nonce!” He laughed, his voice roughened from forty cigarettes a day. “She won’t be wearing them around the nick, just in my cell, and mainly on my cot.” He laughed again.</p><p>We spent ages looking at stockings and pantyhose.  He told me how much he loved nylons on a shapely leg and had me order in large quantities of fully-fashioned stockings and sheer to the waist pantyhose in many different shades.  I explained to Eddie that they would cost a fortune, as even the guards who were on the pad didn’t like prisoners having nylons because they were an ideal medium for suicide by hanging.  One or two inmates in the past had suicided by hanging themselves with a stocking. </p><p>“Just get on with the order, secretary!” he scowled.  “Just fucking pay the price! Just fucking do what your told!”  </p><p>I hated upsetting Eddie in any way as he scared me to death, and now I leapt to my feet to make the deal with the bent guards and pay their ridiculous prices for the smuggled in lingerie and other girly items.  Another thing I didn’t like was that for a week or so Eddie kept calling me his ‘secretary’ for some reason. I figured it related in some way to me being his accountant.  </p><p>Then the fateful day happened. Today!</p><p>I could walk around the jail with immunity now that I was ‘one of Eddie’s’.  I had sometimes seen other inmates point to me and I overheard them referring to me as ‘Eddie’s new secretary’.</p><p>“Oh yes, I can see what he sees in her.” One ‘noncer’ said, which I found puzzling.</p><p>It was just after dinner when I returned to my cell to find one of the prison ‘wives’ waiting for me.  I had seen him before and knew him as Craig, one of Eddie’s underlings.  I only just recognised him though as he made a quite attractive and convincing woman.</p><p>“Fuck off you poofter!” I shouted at him, her, It!  “Don’t you know who I work for!”</p><p>“Oh I know darling,” she cooed at me. “ And Eddie said it’s time.  You’re coming with me honey.   I’m going to prepare you for him.”</p><p>“What the fuck are you talking about,” I said.</p><p>“Look honey, my name is Carmel and I work for Eddie.  And you’re coming with me and I’m going to show you how to transform yourself for Eddie.” Carmel said calmly.</p><p>“I still don’t know what the fuck you are talking about.” I said</p><p>“Well honey is you look over your shoulder you will see ‘Iron Bar’ Steve.  You can either be transformed by him or by me ok?” Carmel crooned.</p><p>I turned around, and sure enough, there was ‘Iron Bar’, Eddies enforcer. He was grinning at me and slapping a piece of steel pipe in the palm of his hand.  I made my decision and nodded to Carmel who led me out of my cell down into E Block.  E Block was pretty much deserted and I had heard rumours that it was a part of the prison used by prisoners and guards alike for activities the general population didn’t need to know about.</p><p>Carmel led me into one of the bathrooms in block and turned into the small room where a big old white bath sat.  It was full of steaming soapy water.</p><p>“Strip and get in sugar,” Carmel said.</p><p>I looked around saw all manner of soaps, shampoos, razors and such. </p><p>“Fuck off hag fag,” I sneered at Carmel.</p><p>“Steve, she wants you!” Carmel yelled out the door, and sure enough there was ‘Iron Bar’ with a smirk on his face, smacking his trusty pipe into the other palm. Carmel pushed her face right into mine.</p><p>“You don’t seem to understand do you Mike? You either do exactly as I say, which is what Eddie wants; or, I let Steve there take you for the last walk you’ll ever have!”</p><p>I now realised the severity of the situation but was still confused. Although enough to do exactly what Carmel said or I would have my legs broken in such a way they would never mend.  I shucked off my clothes and lowered myself into the bath.  Carmel threw me a loofah and said “Scrub!” So I did.  Then she sat on the edge of the bath and took one of the disposable razors from a pack.  I was not surprised that one of Eddie’s ‘girls’ would access to an item that anyone else in the prison population could never get.</p><p>Carmel lifted my leg and stated shaving it.  I tried to pull my leg away and she held it tight, gave me a stern look, then glanced towards the door where Steve was lounging outside. I surrendered. </p><p>“Watch how I do this hon,” Carmel said,  “you doing this shit yourself from now on.”</p><p>Then it dawned on me what was happening, the significance of the word ‘transform’; the reason Carmel was shaving my legs.  I felt numb.  I couldn’t comprehend why Eddie would do this to me.  I was in a trance as Carmel fished shaving my legs and then the soft down on my arms.  She shaved my face and rubbed moisturiser onto it.  Then she led me out of the bath and dried me off.  I was just like a mannequin that Carmel could move around and pose as she liked.  Carmel led me to the part of the bathroom that had about ten sinks and mirrors lined up along the wall. It wasn’t until later that I took notice that the usual stainless steel mirrors had been replaced with glass and that each of the mirrors had a bright light over it.  One of the sinks had a high stool set up in front of it and Carmel sat me on it.</p><p>“Now pay attention honey, you need to learn how to do this,” she said.</p><p>I noticed that on the shelf below the mirror was a large assortment of makeup.  Carmel took a damp sponge and applied generous amounts of foundation to my face, cooing at how lovely my skin was and that I didn’t need to use ‘dermablend’ or other such heavy-duty foundation.  After she had applied the foundation to my face and neck she picked up brush and applied a slightly lighter coloured powder to set my face.  She rouged my cheeks, accenting my high feminine cheekbones.  She fussed around my eyes applying liberal amounts of eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. She then finished with another light dusting of powder. All the time Carmel was explaining to me how I would need to learn how to apply my own makeup. I was still too dazed to really accept what was happening. The final touch was the application of a bright red nail polish to my toe and fingernails.</p><p>Then Carmel reached under the sink and opened a cupboard.  She pulled out three wigs sitting on wig stands and I noticed there were a lot more in there.  Carmel looked at me seriously for awhile then selected a blonde bob and pilled it on my head.  She turned me towards the mirror and made some adjustments.  I was shocked as I looked at myself; I looked stunning.  I couldn’t believe the transformation to my face.  I looked like a sexy, mid thirties, over made-up, slut.</p><p>“You like?” Carmel smiled at me.</p><p>“I look like a fucking woman!” I shrieked.</p><p>“Well that’s the idea stupid,” Carmel Laughed. “Follow me.”</p><p>I followed her out of the bathroom, stark naked and with my face made up to look like a whore. ‘Iron Bar’ Steve followed at a menacing distance.  Carmel led me into a cell in a set of six on the next level up.  The five others around it were all deserted but the cots were made up with what looked like satin sheets and comforters.</p><p>“This is your workroom honey, hope you like it,” Carmel said as she led me inside the cell.</p><p>I couldn’t believe it, the oversized cot was made up with satin sheets and a full sized wardrobe was open and hanging there were the clothes that Eddie had made me help him pick out.  Four pairs of different coloured high heels were arranged on the bottom of the wardrobe and in the drawers that were pulled open was the lingerie Eddie had spent so much time selecting with me. Now I knew why! Carmel led me over to the bed and sat me down.</p><p>“Well I guess I better show you how to dress too,” she said.  “Eddie was quite specific about what you were to wear for him tonight.”</p><p>Carmel selected a pair of shiny, sheer to the waist taupe pantyhose and rolled them up my legs. She stood me up and showed me how to pull them tight around my arse.  The nylon felt cool and slippery on my legs, not unpleasant. I had always loved to run my hands up a nyloned thigh but had never imagined what it would be like to wears them.  I nearly died when Carmel put her hands inside the gusset of the hose and grabbed my cock and pushed back between my legs. The tight nylon held it snugly against my ass.</p><p>“There,” Carmel said, “lets get that little thing out of the way shall we?” she laughed.</p><p>I heard Steve laugh at the door and realised to my humiliation that he was watching the proceedings. Next Carmel pulled a pair of silky nylon peach coloured full cut panties from the drawer with a matching bra. </p><p>“Here,” she said, handing me the panties, “put these on while I get the breastforms”.</p><p>I didn’t know what the fuck she was talking about, Breastforms?  I slid into the panties, the silky nylon of the panties created little electric shocks of pleasure as they rubbed against the sheer nylons as they slid up my legs.  Carmel turned around and was holding two perfectly formed small breasts, one in each hand.  She put them down and put the bra on me then placed each of the plastic breasts in each cup.</p><p>“There is some adhesive in the dresser draw that has instructions on how to adhere the breastforms to your chest. You can learn to do that later.  The way I’m dressing you tonight it won’t matter you just need the shape.” Carmel said, sounding serious about subject totally alien to me.</p><p>I was still in shock as to what was happening to me when Carmel sat me down again and lifted my feet one by one and placed a back shiny high heel on each one.  She pulled out a little jewellery box from out of a draw in the base of the oversize cot.  </p><p>“For fuck sake keep this locked away from now on and never lend your jewellery to any of the other girls.” Carmel said very seriously.</p><p>‘My jewellery!’ ‘Other girls!’ ‘My workroom!’ What the fuck is happening to me I wanted to scream.  I kept my cool though, I realised I had no choice but to succumb to the ministrations of this freak man/women who was dressing me or have ‘Iron Bar’ Steve cripple me for life.  One I saw Eddie I knew I could convince him that he had his little joke and that I would make up for what ever mistake I had made as soon as I got back to work as his finance manager, back in the general population of the jail.</p><p>Carmel selected a simple gold ankle chain and fastened it around my slim ankle.  The gold twinkled in the light against the sheen of the sheer nylon. Carmel put two gold bands around my right wrist, and a simple but elegant, gold ladies watch on my left.  She placed another simple gold chain around my neck, for which hung a black onyx stone set in gold.  She clipped matching earrings to my ears.</p><p>“We’ll pierce your ears tomorrow hon,” she said humming away as she worked.</p><p>Like fuck you will, I though to myself.  Next Carmel had me stand and I teetered on the high heels, steadying myself by holding on to her.  </p><p>She smiled, “You’ll soon get used to them.”</p><p>I thought again, like fuck I would because after tonight I’ll never need to wear them.  Eddie will see this is a mistake. Carmel selected a satin waist-cincher that matched my bra and panties and pulled it tight around my waist.  My already un-masculine body was now positively effeminate.  My smooth long legs enhanced by the sheer hose, my arse had been pushed out slightly by the squeeze of the cincher, my false tits that just proportional to my small build, and my little waist. I looked like a well looked after thirty-year-old woman.</p><p>Next Carmel took a cream coloured silk blouse and pulled it up my arms and buttoned up the front.  It was open down to the second button and showed a hint of my peach bra.  Next she had me step into a peach nylon half slip, that again matched my bra and panties.  It too gave me little electric shocks of pleasure as it slid up my nyloned legs. Carmel reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a hanger on which there was a bark blue women’s business suit.  I remember Eddie picking it out of a catalogue and wondered at the time why his ‘working girls’ would need something so sophisticated.  But along with nurse’s uniforms and other fetish clothing I figured it was just to pander to some expensive punter’s peccadilloes. </p><p>Carmel had me step into the skirt and pulled it up my legs and fastened it around my waist. She straightened my blouse, ensuring it was tucked in and then surprised me as reached under the skirt and pulled the half-slip that had become rucked up when I donned the skirt.  I got another of those little electric shocks of pleasure form her hands straightening the slip and touching my stocking legs.  I looked down and was surprised to see a pair of sexy pantyhosed legs showing from below the hem of a navy blue skirt that was six inches above my knee.  Attached to those legs were a pair of sexy nylon encased feet, the red toenails showing though the gossamer nylon.  Around one slim ankle a gold bracelet reflected a glint of light. </p><p>Finally Carmel helped me into the matching jacket and led me over to a full-length mirror that was attached to the wardrobe door.  I was amazed! Staring back at me was a gorgeous woman in her mid thirties. Her bottle – blonde hair and over made-up face atop the cream blouse and navy blue power suit made her look sophisticated but strumpet like.  Carmel spun me around so I could see my side and rear.  My ass stuck out provocatively and stretched the material of the skirt taught against my arse. It was forced that way by the pull of cincher and stance I had to adopt to remain on feet in the high heels. The rear of the skirt had a small split that showed about another six inches of the back of my nyloned thighs.</p><p>Just then I saw hand reflected in the mirror as it grabbed my arse.  It was Steve.</p><p>“You look great,” he growled as he pawed my arse and legs.</p><p>“Get the fuck off her Steve or I’ll tell Eddie,” Carmel screamed smacking Steve’s hand away.</p><p>Steve retired to the door sheepishly.</p><p>“You know Eddie always gets them first!” she yelled after him.</p><p>Then the full light of the situation dawned on me.  As I looked at the reflection of the trampy woman in the business suit I realised she looked just like a caricature of the ‘sexy secretaries’ I had seen posing in porn magazines just before they stripped off their clothes, page by page.</p><p>Now I knew why Eddie had called me his secretary! Oh my god! He had been planning this for weeks, having me help him pick out clothes, obviously getting his ‘girls’ to find out my sizes for clothes and shoes.  And now I had no choice but to be Eddie’s ‘sexy secretary’ or suffer an agonising beating and the loss of my limbs!</p><p>“Mike, now you are Michele, you look beautiful. I hope you enjoy your first time as much as I did,” said Carmel as she slid past me and out the door.</p><p>And that is how I became to be dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail.</p><p /><p>To be continued………………………………..</p><p /><p><br /></p>

Transgender Stories

Thu, 03 Feb 2011 23:27:17 UTC

Steven and Arnold’s Swim Party

<p class="MsoNormal">Steven Bonner is a 5 foot 6, gay female to male, pre-op transman.<span>&nbsp; </span>He is in his early 20s, who possesses blonde and dark brown hair, wears a binder to hide C-cup breasts, and soft, puffy nips, has pinkish-redddish lips, has long, wavy eyelashes, and recently garnered a slight tanned skin.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold Reynolds is a 5 foot 8, pre-op ftm,transman who has brownish red hair.<span>&nbsp; </span>He also is in his early 20s, wears a binder to hide his small breasts, and is wearing a black shirt and jeans.<span>&nbsp; </span>He is very much into goth and punk, and pretty much keeps to herself most of the time.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The day after the Halloween party, Arnold and Steven bought new clothes, and brought them back to their room, as they dumped all of their old ones as they put it in a bag and donated it to the lounge.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold was wearing a black T-shirt as he bound his breasts with ace bandages, giving himself the look of pecks underneath his shirt.<span>&nbsp; </span>He also wore light brown men&rsquo;s khakis pants with a pear of sneakers to top it off, as he displayed a newly cut, short cropped, red, ginger hair to match his freckles.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">In addition, to complete his new masculine look, he wore an STP strapon penis packer underneath to create a small bulge in his jeans.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold thought about giving into a masturbation session to rub that pecker against the loins of that firebush pussy of his, as he thought about his sweating, ham looking vagina craving for some dildo, but Arnold at the last second decided to man up and strapped on the penis packer to wear the harness underneath his pants.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven wore a grey shirt that had black stripes with a black sweater vest, as he wore a chest binder underneath as he also bound his breasts.<span>&nbsp; </span>He displayed short cropped, curly blonde hair, and men&rsquo;s jeans, and similarly wore a penis packer to create a similar bulge in his pants, too.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Afterwards, Steven decided to paint on dark brown facial hair on his face as he created a goatee using his eyeliner, and glued on fake facial hair to finish the look around his mouth.<span>&nbsp; </span>As he created a brand new look, he then decided to put on eyelashes and purple makeup on his eyelids to create an androgynous but feminine male look as his binder hid his rather busty and plump curves.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">In addition, Steven decided to use a penis packer to masturbate his wet vagina inside his pants, and used a pink dildo to drill his asshole.<span>&nbsp; </span>After giving himself a nice, relaxing session for several minutes in the bathroom, he harnessed the peachy penis packer back on beneath his khakis pants.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Their third roommate, Garth asked the two men politely, &ldquo;So&hellip;how was the Halloween party, boys?<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>By the way, I&rsquo;m really pleased that you two are finally getting along, now.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold replied demurely, &ldquo;It was really cool.<span>&nbsp; </span>We met Caroline and Calvin and other folks at the party, and the football game was fun to watch.<span>&nbsp; </span>It was real chill.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven said happily, &ldquo;It couldn&rsquo;t have been any happier!<span>&nbsp; </span>It was so great!<span>&nbsp; </span>We made love to Caroline, and it was so sweet!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">At ease, Garth replies, &ldquo;Oh, I see.<span>&nbsp; </span>For a while, I thought you had decided to like guys again.<span>&nbsp; </span>Steven, I thought you liked men?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven replies enthusiastically, stroking Arnold&rsquo;s hair, &ldquo;I most definitely do, but I&rsquo;m trying to go for being the hetero guy sort of thing.<span>&nbsp; </span>Not working out so far.<span>&nbsp; </span>But Caroline, was just so nice, I just had to please her and let Arnold have his fun with her.<span>&nbsp; </span>I did just get the butt though, but I was extremely happy to take part.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Relieved, Garth says, &ldquo;That&rsquo;s pretty cool.<span>&nbsp; </span>Well, I&rsquo;m just gonna go out for a swim with a few of my football buddies and some classmates at the local rec center.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Let me know if you need anything.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven replies, &ldquo;Let&rsquo;s meet in the men&rsquo;s locker room.<span>&nbsp; </span>I know, I&rsquo;ll have a great time.<span>&nbsp; </span>Can you help us pass and stuff, in there?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Scratching his head, Garth replies, &ldquo;Let me think about that.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth replies, &ldquo;Well, Arnold, your chest is small enough that you can pass for a cismale by wearing only men&rsquo;s swimming trunks.<span>&nbsp; </span>And remember, if you&rsquo;re clean shaven now, you&rsquo;ll have to be for at least a week or so.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold blinks his eyes with brief confusion before a slow smile of relief creeps onto his face as he looks up at Garth.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth says, &ldquo;And remember Arnold, as long as you have your head above the water or if you can swim underneath, then it&rsquo;s all good.<span>&nbsp; </span>Cross your arms if you have to, and wear goggles if you need to.<span>&nbsp; </span>But don&rsquo;t let your chest get exposed too often, or they might speculate.<span>&nbsp; </span>Be sure to bring a towel.<span>&nbsp; </span>And don&rsquo;t smile too much.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold nods his head slowly as he understands him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth continues to say, &ldquo;Steven, we&rsquo;ll get you either a unisex swimming suit gear, or either a body suit with men&rsquo;s swimming trunks and a bowtie.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Later, Steven and Arnold go shopping for swimming gear before meeting Garth and his buddies at the rec center.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">After Arnold and Steven finish shopping for men&rsquo;s swimming gear from Garth&rsquo;s to-do list, they get to the rec center dressed in their normal clothes as they have swimming bags to carry as they check in with new student ID cards.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">There, they greet Garth as they walk in as both of them go to the men&rsquo;s locker room.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, two men undress, as Arnold unbinds his chest, puts on his goggles, and drops his jeans to get into his men&rsquo;s swimming trunks, and gets two towels for both himself and Steven.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Steven decides to swim in a T-shirt to go along with his swimming trunks.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">However, Steven decided to switch out his STP strap-on penis packer as he puts it in his bag and wears latex briefs with 3 Dildos, as he has a strap-on in the front, and one in both his front hole and ass hole to pleasure himself while swimming.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Later, Steven goes into a bathroom stall give himself a masturbation session before pooping and peeing afterwards, and cleans up shortly afterwards.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">When they arrive at the pool, they greet Garth, Calvin, Caroline, and the rest of their buddies.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">One of their friends is 5-9, with brown hair possessing pale white skin, who is also wearing goggles, goes out to greet them.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth points to the man, saying, &ldquo;Hey guys, my friend&rsquo;s name is Franklin.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin greets them, saying, &ldquo;Pleased to meet you.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold and Steven exchange greetings, as they go for a swim.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth and his buddies go for dives in the pool, while some of the hang out in deep end of the pool.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Caroline and Steven are playing in the deep end, while Arnold takes a dive into the pool.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold crosses his arms nervously, raising his trim little eyebrows, before jumping on the diving board to dive head first in.<span>&nbsp; </span>After he dives in, he does a backstroke, and takes a lap or so before rejoining with his group.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Simultaneously, Calvin was glancing and perhaps studying Arnold as he was talking with Garth and Franklin about their football practice.<span>&nbsp; </span>Calvin noticed the nervous, red-haired freckle faced boy diving on the board, as his body seemed a bit too fragile for a young man in his early 20s.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The geeky, red-haired boy&rsquo;s pecks looked odd, and a little bit feminine, Calvin thought, but he thought it had to be a minor case of gynecomastia.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Calvin glanced more of the young man as Arnold was in mid-backstroke, as he noticed his abs muscles flexing and chest heaving, expanding and contracting with each stroke.<span>&nbsp; </span>He decided that Arnold possessed a chest of a cismale, and proceeded to not look any further, but sensed there may be something queer about the young, fair-haired guy.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Caroline just then, decided to snuggle up next to Steven, as she ground her legs and crotch upon his.<span>&nbsp; </span>Caroline started kissing him on the lips, as the two started hugging.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Calvin called Arnold over to him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Calvin says in excited anticipation, &ldquo;Yo Arnold!<span>&nbsp; </span>You look good.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re clean shaven, and that was smooth dive, my man.<span>&nbsp; </span>How ya been?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold replies demurely, &ldquo;I&rsquo;ve been good.<span>&nbsp; </span>Just been studying, classes have been difficult, but I manage.<span>&nbsp; </span>How about you?&rdquo;<br /> <br /> Calvin replies sternly, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m good.<span>&nbsp; </span>Have been working out, toning and bulking up for football season, and have been hitting the books.<span>&nbsp; </span>The starting job is mine to keep, coach knows that.<span>&nbsp; </span>Have you played football?<span>&nbsp; </span>I know you kinda skinny, but we need some players, and you can still get on the field if you walk on.<span>&nbsp; </span>Roster tryouts on Monday, dude.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Half intrigued, Arnold gives a faint smile and responds, &ldquo;Sounds good! I&rsquo;ll talk to Steve, and we&rsquo;ll look into it.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Franklin is staring off into space, Arnold swims over to Caroline, who is hanging out with Garth.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Then, Caroline is hanging out in the pool, while she puts a hand on Arnold&rsquo;s stomach, as she tries to reach a hand down Arnold&rsquo;s pants.<span>&nbsp; </span>Instead of deciding to reject her advances, Arnold quickly Caroline on the mouth, as Caroline instantly removes her non-free hand to get ahold of Arnold&rsquo;s arms to go in for the kiss.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Calvin and Garth nod their head in understanding, and as the group goes along with their business.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">In addition, Steve is getting up to dive into the pool and decides to jump off the diving board cannonball style, while everyone clears for him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve jumps off the board, as he grabs his legs and plows through the water splashing water as tumbles down towards the bottom of the pool.<span>&nbsp; </span>Unbeknownst to him, his T-shirt falls off, revealing his big bare chest open in the pool.<span>&nbsp; </span>His head pops up as his friends congratulate him on the dive. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Garth pats Steve on the back, as he says, &ldquo;Good dive, man.<span>&nbsp; </span>That was a helluva dive, bro.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Calvin gives him a fistbump, as Steve accepts the congratulations before heading out of the pool.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Nervous, Stevens folds his arms immediately, as he walks quickly back into the men&rsquo;s locker room, as he cleans out his ear with his right hand, signaling to Garth to get that for him on the way back after everyone&rsquo;s gone.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Steven&rsquo;s blonde hair with dirty dark brown highlights falls upon his shoulders, as he walks back crossing his arms over his chest, hiding his exposed body.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Onlookers gaze at Steve quizzically, perhaps incredulously to gaze upon Steven&rsquo;s breasts.<span>&nbsp; </span>Meanwhile a female lifeguard licks her lips, loving the sight of the androgynous transman.<span>&nbsp; </span>As Steve gets a towel that was placed neatly in front of the window, he leaves his breasts briefly exposed to the public, until he throws the towel above his head, covering most of his rather large chest.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin, who was hiding his infatuation with Steven, huddled alongside Calvin, as he replied with intrigue, &ldquo; I don&rsquo;t know man, but that cannonball has to hurt.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;ll go in after him to check up on the man.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Calvin replies indifferently, &ldquo;Do what you have to do man.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, in the men&rsquo;s locker room, Steve takes a shower as he bares his chest full frontal, and uses soap in the open area.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Franklin goes after him, and decides to sneak on him before making a conversation.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin says to Steve, &ldquo;Hey Steve.<span>&nbsp; </span>That was a good cannonball out there.<span>&nbsp; </span>You sure are a pro on the diving board.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve laughs nervously, &ldquo;I wish.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I landed so too clumsy out there, I felt exposed on the landing.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin chuckles, as Steve turns away briefly, using his left arm to reach behind his back to wash his back.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Suddenly, Franklin notices Steve&rsquo;s exposed bare chest, as it looks almost like giant oversized pecks.<span>&nbsp; </span>But it&rsquo;s very round, shaped like rotund breasts as Steve uses a soap bar to wash the middle of his body.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Right when Steve uses a soap bar to wash his bare C-cup breasts, Franklin couldn&rsquo;t hold himself.<span>&nbsp; </span>It was like staring at a male version of Britney Skye, except with a goatee, mixed in with a trace of Fabio.<span>&nbsp; </span>Franklin himself, though he perceived himself to be straight, always had gay fantasies, and with a, pre-op ftm man showering with nothing but swimming trunks right in front of him, he decided he had to take it upon himself to explore Steve&rsquo;s body, right then and there.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Panting suddenly, Franklin says gruffly, &ldquo;Steve, have you ever had gay sex?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Biting his lip, Steve looks at Franklin nervously, and replies, &ldquo;I think so.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The two kiss, as they go into a secret bathhouse inside the men&rsquo;s locker room, before locking the door.<span>&nbsp; </span>An onlooker looks at them before looking down to read his newspaper.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Steve is being kissed by Franklin, he says hotly, &ldquo;Just tell Caroline I&rsquo;m doing some male bonding with my close friend, Franklin.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin kisses Steve, and replies lovingly, &ldquo;Will do, sir.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The steam rose quickly, as it made it hard for anyone else to hear outside the room as there was only one other man inside, who was reading a newspaper.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>The tall man, sensing the two men groping each other, kissing, and playing grab ass, grabs his newspaper as he&rsquo;s wearing a towel around his waist, and walks out, not before keeping the door locked.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Once inside the bathhouse, in a place where no one else can hear them, Steve and Franklin talk to each other.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Standing in front of Franklin, Steve strips down his swimming trunks, to reveal a strap-on penis (that also has a vaginal dildo and an anal dildo inserted in him).</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve says to Franklin frantically, as he drops his trunks, &ldquo;Franklin, I have something to say.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m a wom-, I&rsquo;m a woma-&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Steve was stammering and struggled to get the words out that he was biologically female, Franklin interrupted him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin hushed saying, &ldquo;Steve, I already know, you&rsquo;re a wonderful guy.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin looks at him, as he is staring at the beautiful androgyne in front of him, who is wearing nothing except the strap-on.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Still convinced Steve is a gay cisguy, as Steve reminds him of an effeminate Fabio, he decides to approach him to go for the kiss.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin replies decidedly and frankly, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re hot, Steve.<span>&nbsp; </span>Let&rsquo;s have some gay sex.<span>&nbsp; </span>Man on man.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&hellip;sexy, man hunk, you.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve runs in to hug Franklin, as Franklin kisses Steve&rsquo;s lips around his glued on, dark brown goatee, as Steve uses his tongue to finish off the kiss.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Steve bends over as he winces, expecting a penis to be dropped inside his ass hole as he starts to remove the ass hole dildo, but Franklin puts his hand to caress Steven&rsquo;s face, and brings up him back up.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin says as a matter of factly, &ldquo;Steve, you&rsquo;re a hot ass man.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re so tough and handsome.<span>&nbsp; </span>Please fuck my asshole.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve replies begrudgingly, &ldquo;Okay.<span>&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;ll promise to fuck your butthole, but I might not like it.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve nervously grabs Franklin&rsquo;s face to kiss him, as Franklin says, &ldquo;I know you will like it, Steve.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve watches Franklin bend over, as the two straps on Steve&rsquo;s butt feel hot steam blowing upon his ass with the other dildo inside him buzzing alongside his crotch.<span>&nbsp; </span>Steven gets ready to fuck Franklin with his strapon, penis packer as he gets ready to pummel him from behind in an anal position.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven puts his prosthetic dick into Franklin&rsquo;s ass, as he feels the insertion being made into Franklin.<span>&nbsp; </span>Suddenly, Steve thrusts his hips, as he explodes with raw speed and power, as he sweats with the inside of his straps buzzing into his pussy and asshole underneath his penis.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin yells, &ldquo;Oh my god, Steven!<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re so hot!<span>&nbsp; </span>I can&rsquo;t believe you&rsquo;re really a cis man!<span>&nbsp; </span>Be my boyfriend!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Steven thrusts his hips powerfully back and forth, as he fully feels the vibrations swinging back and forth into him, buzzing like a volcano waiting to erupt.<span>&nbsp; </span>Steven continues to use his dainty little hands to grab Franklin&rsquo;s ass, as he playfully slaps Frank&rsquo;s ass with his right hand.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Frank yells demandingly, &ldquo;Harder.<span>&nbsp; </span>Harder, you wussy boy!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven continues to fuck Franklin, feeling pure ecstasy from the actions of having sex with his butt, as he slaps Franklin&rsquo;s butt ferociously with each stroke coming down from his hand, harder, faster, as he gets more rpms into it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven yells back as he slaps his boyfriend in the ass, &ldquo;I&rsquo;m a tough boy!<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>I&rsquo;m a tough boy!<span>&nbsp; </span>How do you like my style, Frank?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Frank yells, &ldquo;That&rsquo;s it!<span>&nbsp; </span>That&rsquo;s it!<span>&nbsp; </span>Atta boy, Steve!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven then slaps and rubs himself on his own ass, as he yells, &rdquo;Holy shit, this is hot!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Frank yells, &ldquo;You&rsquo;re such a strong boy, Steven!<span>&nbsp; </span>That&rsquo;s it!<span>&nbsp; </span>That&rsquo;s it!<span>&nbsp; </span>Fuck my ass! Yes!!!!!!!!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">As Franklin is getting fucked in the ass, he feels himself being pounded by Steven&rsquo;s penis, loving every second of it, especially as he feels a deep attraction to him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Frank yells, &ldquo;Hell yeah, Steve, hell yeah!<span>&nbsp; </span>I want your hot semen cum dropped into my butthole.&rdquo;<br /> <br /> Steven looks at him nervously, saying hesitantly, &ldquo;I&rsquo;ll try.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Steven tries to drop cum through the prosthetic penis that he&rsquo;s wearing through the tiny sliver of a hole, before lightly cumming into Franklin&rsquo;s asshole.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin yells in ecstasy, &ldquo;Attaboy, Steve!<span>&nbsp; </span>Attaboy!<span>&nbsp; </span>You my dawg!&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve buries his face into Franklin&rsquo;s asshole, before sticking his fingers with his left hand, while beating his clitoris underneath his pants with the other.<span>&nbsp; </span>Steve&rsquo;s clitoris is drenched, wet, and swollen from all of the heavy fucking with his boyfriend.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin looks at him and asks, &ldquo;Are you tired?&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven replied, trying to catch his breath, &ldquo;Oh yeah.<span>&nbsp; </span>My clit, I mean my little dick is beaten up from the sex.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">He grabs Franklin&rsquo;s face before kissing him.<span>&nbsp; </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin kisses him back, saying, &ldquo;That was great, Steve.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re my Fabio.<span>&nbsp; </span>And if you&rsquo;re feeling a bit too girly, I&rsquo;ll be here to make a man out of you.<span>&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>We&rsquo;ll be having lots of a gay sex in here as long as you give me a call every week.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re my new boyfriend, Steve.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steve looks at him dreamily, and says, &ldquo;Cool.<span>&nbsp; </span>You&rsquo;re my dude, Franklin.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Franklin hugs him back as he says gruffly, &ldquo;Hope you loved my session, young man.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Steven daydreams whether to show his new friend his beautiful, swollen yet hairy clitoris by taking down his straps lying down, but decides against it. <span>&nbsp;</span>Later, he and Frank pull their swimming trunks back on to walk out of the bathhouse.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Inside, Arnold is waiting for Steve as Franklin meets up with Garth and Calvin.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Arnold, fully clothed, asks Steve, &ldquo;Hey Steve, so how was the pool party?<span>&nbsp; </span>Hope you had fun.&rdquo;<br /> <br /> Happy, Steve says soothingly, &ldquo;I had a <em>lot</em> of fun, and then some.&rdquo;<br /> <br /> Arnold replied, &ldquo;Nice.&rdquo;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">They do a fist bump together as Arnold waits for Steve to get dressed.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Meanwhile, Garth meets up with Arnold and Steve, as they greet Calvin, Franklin, and Caroline, before parting their separate ways.<span>&nbsp; </span>They go back to their dorm rooms, being happier than ever before.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p>

Transgender Stories

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 22:42:13 UTC

The Clinic

<font size="2"><p>I got out of my cab and looked up at the Clinic. It was a small, nondescript hospital. I was still pretty nervous about this treatment since I wasn’t even sure of the details. But it was either this or go under the knife. This problem <i>had</i> to be dealt with. I picked up my bag and went into the lobby.</p><p>The beautiful asian receptionist smiled at me as I walked up to the desk. “Hi, can I help you?”</p><p>Jeez, I really didn’t need a beautiful woman knowing why I was here. Oh well, I guessed it wouldn’t matter soon.</p><p>“Yeah, I’m checking in. My name’s Jeff Albertson.”</p><p>“Oh yes. I have your reservation right here, Mr. Albertson. You can leave your bag here and go right into room 17. Undress and Dr. Hanson will be with you shortly.”</p><p>“Uh, okay, thanks.”</p><p>I went into the room and took off my clothes. It was a typical doctor’s examining room and I expected to sit there waiting for half an hour as is usually the case. But I was surprised that the door opened almost right away.</p><p>I fought the urge to cover up as another gorgeous woman walked into the room. She had on an extremely short skirt covered by a white lab coat. A stethoscope hung against her incredible breasts. </p><p>“Hi Jeff. I’m Dr. Hanson.”</p><i><p>This</p><p>She gave me a quick, efficient examination and finally took my dick in her hand. Her rubber gloved finger started stroking it and I gasped.</p><p>“It’s alright, Jeff. This is part of my job.”</p><p>My dick quickly expanded to it’s full four inches in her hands. She measured it to confirm that number.</p><p>“Our treatment can definitely help you, Jeff. Your length and breadth will definitely double, perhaps more.”</p><p>“That‘s incredible. Thank you.” My face was very red.</p><p>“We can administer the first treatment immediately. Nurse Nancy will be in to do it shortly. Have a good day.”</p><p>Once she had gone and I could think again I realized I hadn’t thought to ask a single question about what this treatment <i>was</i>. I tried to relax. It was supposed to be completely painless and all natural. Everything would be fine.</p><p>A few minutes later the nurse entered. She was the best looking woman yet. Was this for real?? Her uniform looked more like some kind of fetish nurse costume. Her blond hair was pulled up under her little nurse’s hat, the white dress clung to every curve and exposed several inches of cleavage. The skirt was so short I caught a glimpse of her panties and garter belts held up white stockings. And finally she wore red high heels. Definitely not standard nurse’s shoes.</p><p>“Hi Jeff! Are you ready for your treatment?”</p><p>“Um, actually, I had a few-”</p><p>She was unbuttoning her dress. What in the hell was going on??</p><p>“It’s easier this way. And I find the patient is much more relaxed if we’re both naked.”</p><p>She let her dress drop, exposing her large, firm breasts and flat stomach. She was wearing only her stockings and a white thong with a red cross that matched the one on her hat. The thong contained a large bulge.</p><p>My mouth dropped open as she pulled it down, exposing testicles and the biggest dick I’d ever seen.</p><p>“Wha…”</p><p>“Okay, it’s time to explain, Jeff. The treatment consists of you swallowing my semen. It contains hormones that will make your own penis grow rapidly.</p><p>I know it’s a shock but the treatment is completely effective and there are no side effects.”</p><p>I couldn’t form words. I couldn’t even close my mouth.</p><p>‘I know it’s a little intimidating.” She said in a gentle voice. “But I can do most of the work. All you have to do is swallow. I promise this does not mean you’re a homosexual and I’m tested regularly for sexually transmitted diseases.</p><p>Now can we get started?”</p><p>She indicated a padded platform a couple of inches off the ground. Hadn’t noticed that before.</p><p>Well, this was it. If this is the price of having a good-sized dick I guess I could bare it. I knelt down in front of her and the enormous organ was inches from my face.</p><p>“Um, wha-what do I do?”</p><p>“All you have to do is open your mouth when I tell you and swallow when I ejaculate.”</p><p>“Uh, okay.”</p><p>She started sliding the magnificent cock up and down and it slowly swelled. She also reached between her legs and started probing behind her balls. Fingering herself? I couldn’t see.</p><p>Despite the enormous male equipment in my face I couldn’t help but be turned on by this display. Her hands moved all over her amazing body, squeezing her breasts and pinching her large nipples. She obviously enjoyed her job.</p><p>She gasped and moaned. Her eyes closed and her tongue flicked over her luscious red lips.</p><p>“O-okay…open up. Get ready. It’s gonna be a…<i>big</i> one!”</p><p>Her rock-hard cock now stood out at least a foot and she jerked it rapidly with both hands.</p><p>I opened my mouth and she jammed it roughly in. The huge head filled my mouth and then rammed into the back of my throat.</p><p>“Yeah! Oh god, here it comes!” She gasped.</p><p>She moaned and gasped as her cock erupted in my mouth. I gulped down the cum as fast as I could, trying not to think about what it was. The taste wasn’t bad. I could do this. </p><p>It overflowed my mouth and ran down my chin.</p><p>“Suck.” Nancy gasped. “Get it all.”</p><p>I did as she instructed.</p><p>Finally she pulled her cock out of my mouth. More cum dripped down it’s length and down her shaved balls. I wasn’t surprised when she told me to get the rest of it and I leaned forward to lick her dick and balls clean then cleaned up what had dripped onto my chin and chest.</p><p>“Okay, you did very well. It will take a little while for it to take effect. Have a seat and I’ll be back to check on you in a few minutes.”</p><p>She pulled her clothes back on and left.</p><p>I sat on the examination table running over this unbelievable experience in my mind.</p><p>I had a hard-on. Once Nancy was gone I stood up and walked around the small room, trying to make it go down but it refused. I listened at the door. It didn’t sound like anybody was in the hall. I quickly sat down again and started jerking off.</p><p>A minute later Nurse Nancy entered the room again. Of course I was mortified but I just couldn’t make myself stop. I shifted to block her view with my arm but she could obviously tell what I was doing.</p><p>“You have to refrain from masturbating, Jeff.” She said “I know it’s hard.”</p><p>“S-sorry.” I said, trying to stop, but my hand had a mind of it’s own.</p><p>She walked across the room and pried my hand off my dick.</p><p>“Here. Lay down.”</p><p>She raised the rails on the table and before I realized what she was doing she strapped my wrist into a leather cuff.</p><p>“Hey! What the-?”</p><p>“If you masturbate too soon after the treatment it won’t take effect.”</p><p>“Okay, I won’t! You don’t have to do this!”</p><p>“You won’t be able to control yourself in a few minutes. Trust me. This is the way it has to be.”</p><p>I let her strap my other wrist in and strap my legs down.</p><p>“Okay. I’ll be back soon. It won’t be much longer now, I promise.”</p><p>By the time she came back I was a mess, writhing around on the table trying to rub my dick against my legs, the rail, anything to get some friction!</p><p>“Alright! Alright, Jeff! You’re doing fine. You can come now.”</p><p>She took a hold of my painfully hard dick. She didn’t even get a chance to stroke it before it blew and I was rocked with the orgasmic equivalent of being hit by a truck. My cum hit the ceiling as I blacked out.</p><p>***</p><p>I woke up in a hospital bed. I realized I was naked under the sheet. A nurse walked in. Do I have to tell you she was gorgeous? She was a redhead and wore the same kinky candy striper uniform as Nancy.</p><p>She set down a tray of food. It smelled delicious and looked far better than normal hospital food. I realized I was starving.</p><p>“Hi there Jeff. I’m Samantha. How are you feeling?”</p><p>“Pretty good. A little like I just ran a marathon.”</p><p>“Yes, the first treatment is always the most intense. It’ll get easier as time goes on.”</p><p>The treatment. I was confused and disoriented. It couldn’t <i>really</i> have happened the way I remembered it, could it?</p><p>“Um, the treatment…could you-”</p><p>“You’re wondering if it was all a dream?” She giggled “That’s not uncommon.”</p><p>She hiked up her skirt and pulled a big, thick dick out of her cute little nurse’s thong.</p><p>“Nope. As I’m sure Nancy told you the treatment involves you swallowing a hermaphrodite’s semen. I hope it wasn’t too unpleasant for you.” She stroked her dick idly as she spoke, making it semi-hard.</p><p>“No, not at all.” </p><p>I couldn’t believe how much watching her stroke her huge cock was turning me on. I was pitching a little tent under the sheet.</p><p>She moved toward the tray of food.</p><p>“Well then, would you like some special sauce for your dinner?” She grinned mischievously.</p><p>“Y-yes! Please!”</p><p>She giggled again as she started pumping her dick faster and faster, aiming it toward my plate. I watched, totally turned on, as her cock erupted, spewing thick cum all over the steak, vegetables, and bread as well as all over the tray and floor and wall. It made a huge mess but my mouth was watering.</p><p>Samantha pulled the tray table over to the bed. She wiped the final drop of cum oozing out of the big head of her cock and sucked it off the tip of her finger.</p><p>She flashed me her pretty smile. “Enjoy.”</p><p>***</p><p>Over the next few days my treatments continued. The orgasms did get less intense. I was usually only knocked out til noon. The nurses got more friendly and flirty and I took a more active role in the treatments, licking and sucking their big beautiful cocks. And my own was growing noticeably. I was already up to six inches. This was too good to be true.</p><p>The Clinic was a really nice place, halfway between hospital and high end hotel. There were a few other patients but they seemed as uninterested in interacting with me as I was with them. Most guys don’t want to admit to needing penis enhancement and I didn’t think most of them were as comfortable with the treatment as I was. </p><p>That day after recovering from my treatment I went out for a swim in the pool.</p><p>I dove in and swam a few laps. When I came up I saw Nancy and a nurse named Danielle in tiny bikinis laying out towels next to the pool.</p><p>Nancy waved to me. “Hi Jeff! Want to come help us with our lotion?”</p><p>I eagerly swam to the side of the pool and climbed out. They were taking each other’s bikinis off. Why did they even bother to wear them? Danielle had the biggest, most gravity defying breasts I’ve ever seen.</p><p>I looked over at their bags and discarded clothes.</p><p>“Where’s the lotion.”</p><p>Nancy laughed. “Oh come on, Jeff! You know the answer to that!”</p><p>Yeah, I guess I did. I knelt between them and started fondling both of their big, thick cocks. I stroked the massive rods until they both sprayed cum all over their tits. I had to resist the urge to lick it up but I dutifully rubbed the thick, hot “lotion” all over their fantastic bodies and had to be satisfied with licking my fingers clean.</p><p>I dove back into the pool and swam some more. I was swimming to the shallow end to get out when I saw a pair of sexy female legs underwater. I stood up and a pretty blond I’d never met before smiled at me.</p><p>“Hi, I’m Marcia.”</p><p>“Hi, Jeff.”</p><p>“How long have you been here, Jeff?”</p><p>“Four days now.”</p><p>She grinned and pointed to my crotch. “Can I…see?”</p><p>I pulled down my trunks. She was a medical professional after all. Wasn’t she?</p><p>She reached out and squeezed my now average sized dick.</p><p>“Nice. I‘ve been here two weeks.”</p><p>She pulled down the bottom of her swimsuit to reveal a dick about the size of mine with much smaller balls. I was surprised. I hadn’t seen a woman under a foot here.</p><p>“Of course, it takes a lot longer for a woman. I should be done in about a month.”</p><p>This place has <i>female</i> patients?? I had no idea! The thought of hundreds or thousands of women walking around with huge cocks really turned me on.</p><p>“Looks great.” I said.</p><p>“Well, see you around, Jeff.” She turned and dove into the water.</p><p>***</p><p>That night I was fast asleep when I felt someone crawl on top of me. I opened my eyes to look up at Marcia’s smiling face.</p><p>“Marcia??”</p><p>We were both naked and I felt her hard cock against my stomach.</p><p>She giggled. “Hi, Jeff. I’m so fucking horny if I don’t get laid I’m gonna rape somebody!” She kissed me. “So which is it gonna be?”</p><p>She pulled my wrist over to the leather cuff hanging from the railing.</p><p>I grinned up at her. “What if I call for a nurse?”</p><p>“I’ve got the perfect thing to shove in your mouth to shut you up. Besides, the nurses around here, they’d probably want to watch.”</p><p>“Okay, of course I want to. But lets pretend I don’t.” I slipped my wrist through the cuff.</p><p>Marcia laughed. “Okay. Just don‘t say I didn‘t warn you!”</p><p>She tied me securely to the bed then climbed back on top of me.</p><p>She thrust her breasts in my face.</p><p>“Suck!” She ordered.</p><p>Like I had to be told! I eagerly started licking and sucking her big, beautiful breasts.</p><p>“Mmm, I <i>love</i> this treatment!” She sighed. “Even my breasts are getting bigger and more sensitive!”</p><p>She crawled farther up my body and her dick was in my face. Her thick six inches looked just as tasty as any of the huge nurses’. I stretched my neck and licked it.</p><p>“Not yet!” She lifted up her balls and I just barely saw her swollen labia in the dim light. “Lick your Mistress’s pussy!”</p><p>I eagerly buried my face in her steaming pussy. With all that had happened at the Clinic I almost forgot how much I loved eating pussy. She got off at least twice before she pulled away from me a little.</p><p>“Now suck my balls.” She giggled. “Never imagined I’d be saying <i>that</i> to a guy!”</p><p>Her balls were getting bigger but still smaller than average. They fit very comfortably in my mouth and she murmured happily as I rolled them around on my tongue.</p><p>Then she pulled her balls out of my mouth and turned over so we were in a sixty-nine position. She leaned down and gave my dick a few licks.</p><p>“You’re coming along nicely. What are you now? Seven inches? Very nice. Time to break in mine!”</p><p>She jammed her dick all the way down my throat. I gagged. She pulled it out and immediately thrust it back in. Tied up like this I had no control over how much she stuck in. She was more fucking my throat than allowing me to suck her. It hurt and I felt a little like I was going to puke whenever she jammed it all the way in but I was loving it. And she was doing incredible things to my dick with her own mouth.</p><p>I came first and she continued to pound my throat.</p><p>“Oh yeah! Oh god yeah! Your throat is so fucking tight! We’ll have to do this again when I’ve grown a few more inches.”</p><p>She slammed it all the way in and my throat spasmed, fighting the urge to vomit. She screamed out in orgasm and I felt her dick emptying it’s load straight down my throat.</p><p>“Oops, guess the nurses probably heard that one.” She giggled as she pulled her dick out of my throat. I coughed and gagged. That hurt like hell but I loved it!</p><p>She turned around and straddled my hips. “Now let’s take yours for a test drive. But I’m warning you, if you come before Mistress tells you to this time I’ll gag you and leave you here for the nurses to find in the morning.”</p><p>The nurses. Where were they? I was really hoping somebody would come join us. We were making enough noise here.</p><p>She slapped me. “Understand, slave?”</p><p>“Yes Mistress.” I gasped through my ravaged throat.</p><p>She slid back and pulled my dick inside her.</p><p>“Oh yeah! That’s so <i>big!!</i>”</p><p>That was gratifying.</p><p>I wanted to come the second I got inside her, being in this hospital made me insanely horny, but I held on as long as I could. </p><p>She rode my dick hard, rapidly pounding her own beautiful new endowment.</p><p>With another lusty scream she sprayed hot cum all over my face and her cunt clamped down hard on my dick. I couldn’t take it anymore. I thrust up into her and shot my load.</p><p>“Bad boy! I wasn’t anywhere near finished with you yet.”</p><p>“Sorry. I’ll be ready again in a second.”</p><p>“Too late, bitch.”</p><p>“Oh come on, you’re not really-”</p><p>She slipped off the bed and held up a crumpled piece of cloth.</p><p>“These panties don’t fit very well anymore but I’ll put them to good use.” She crammed the panties into my mouth and smiled down at me. “See you around the pool.”</p><p>Grinning evilly, she turned and walked out. </p><p>A few moments later Nurse Amy walked in.</p><p>“Have a good time, Jeff? I was watching. Sure looked like you were.”</p><p>I nodded and tried to ask her to remove the panties.</p><p>She looked down at me tied and gagged. “Good. See you tomorrow.”</p><p>I yelled through the gag as she turned and walked away.</p><p>“Sleep tight.”</p><p>***</p><p>It was my last morning at the Clinic. I was really going to miss the place. Dr. Hanson was giving me my final exam.</p><p>“Looks fantastic, Jeff. Nancy will be here in a second to give you your final treatment.”</p><p>“Thanks Doc. Thanks for everything.”</p><p>Nancy walked in.</p><p>She came over and hugged me tight. “I’m gonna miss you, Jeff! You were my favorite patient ever!”</p><p>“I’ll miss you too, Nancy.”</p><p>“Come on over here.” She indicated the kneeling bench.</p><p>I knelt and she leaned down and pulled my hands behind me. Before I knew it she had snapped handcuffs onto me and secured them to a bolt in the wall.</p><p>“We’re <i>all</i> gonna miss you. So we decided to give you a going away treatment you’ll never forget.”</p><p>The door opened and all of the beautiful nurses crowded into the small examining room. They all held their huge dicks in their hands. Nancy and Doc Hanson reached under their skirts and pulled out their own monsters.</p><p>***</p><p>I left the Clinic with a ten inch dick, severely bruised vocal chords, and a major fetish for nurses and women with dicks. I started seeing Marcia a few months later. She keeps a nurse‘s costume in her closet and nothing turns me on more than when she puts it on and ties me up.</p></i>was my doctor?? Was a steady stream of incredibly hot women part of this treatment? Ha! I wish!</font>

Transgender Stories

Thu, 03 Feb 2011 16:30:31 UTC

Forbidden – Chapter 04

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">This story is a work of fiction. Any names referenced in its writing that bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. I only hope that more is written about male pregnancy/transgender pregnancy. Thank You and Enjoy.</span><span style="text-indent: 0.5in">&nbsp;</span></p><p style="text-indent: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-indent: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"><span style="text-indent: 0.5in"></span><span style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">Forbidden &ndash; Chapter 04</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%"></span></p><p style="text-indent: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-indent: 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">Tommy’s father looks into his sons eyes with a combined look of lust and confusion, but no disgust at the realization his son had just fucked him. Paul just sat there in his bed for what seemed like an eternity, letting what just happened sink into his brain. His deep gaze met the freshly-fucked satisfied face of Tommy, baby batter still leaking from his asshole. It’s Paul who utters the first words, &quot;That….That was wrong Tommy!! We’re father and son, WE’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE SEX!!!!&quot; Tommy, still smiling at his father responds, &quot;Tell your dick that, father.&quot; Looking down at his still semi-hard cock, Paul realizes that it’s not getting any softer, quite the contrary, it’s starting to get harder at the sight of a beautiful ass leaking his cum out of it. Tommy rises up on the bed, and turns around, his face very close to his father’s. &quot;I hear you at night.&rsquo;OHH PLEASE!!!’ you cry out, begging for release from your lover, your monster dying to be touched by someone.&quot; Tommy starts to kiss the neck of his still stunned father, trying to coax a reaction out of him.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Tommy feels the veins of his father’s neck under his tongue, pulsing with blood that’s working harder to ensure Paul’s cock reaches full mast. Tommy reaches down with his hands, and takes his father’s cock in his hands, reveling at its power. Carefully, he starts to jack his father’s still lubricated dick, coaxing a moan from his father’s lips. &quot;Tommy…we can’t…it’s not right…we can’t be doing this.&quot; Paul pleads with his son. Tommy, still slowly jacking the dick in his hand, stops kissing his father’s neck, and moves up to his ears, and whispers, &quot;the snake between your legs disagrees with you&quot;, and quickly bites the bottom of his ear lobe, eliciting another moan from his father. Smiling, Tommy can feel the blood quicken, his father on the edge of cumming in his hand. Whispering in his father’s ear again, &quot;I know you’re close. You’d love to get inside my asshole again wouldn’t you? I’d like you to be there to, but I just don’t know. My ass is still gaping after being in there the first time; I don’t really know if my poor asshole could take all of you.&quot; At that very moment, &quot;AHHHHH!!!!!&quot; Paul screamed out, pumping his cum into his son’s hand, and all over the bedspread.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; After the stream of cum stops, Tommy brings his hands up to his mouth for a taste. &quot;Mmmm, very tasty daddy. Not as much as you pumped in my ass, but still impressive none-the-less.&quot; Paul, in a post-orgasmic daze, stares in awe as his own son licks cum from his hands. &quot;Salty, but very high in protein. Did you know it’s possible to live on cum alone?&quot; Paul’s semi-hard dick twitches as soon as the fact hit’s his ears, and his son licks his lips. Smiling, Tommy gets off the bed. &quot;I think I need a shower, you drenched me with all your cum. Although I might need some help to get it all out of my ass.&quot;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Watching his son walk out of the bedroom, Paul remains just a dumbstruck as he was when he first saw his own cum leaking out of Tommy’s ass. As he hears the water in the shower start up, a storm breaks out inside him, part of him desperately wanting to walk into that shower and fuck the living hell out of the person in it. Deep inside, another voice tells him that the person in the shower is his son, the same person who he raised for the past few years; the same person who he read stories to at night, and turned on his nightlight afterwards because he was afraid of the dark. Almost as quick as it had started, the storm ended, the result being the decision that he was better than this; he was not going to let his libido control his actions. With purpose, he got out of the cum-soaked bed, and made his way to the shower.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The bathroom already had a haze of steam about it. He saw the silhouette of his son, washing cum of his body. Paul pulls back the curtain, revealing his son’s ass. In the split second it took him to get a good view of his son’s ass, Paul realized then who he was dreaming about, even though he should have before. &quot;I’m glad you decided to join me daddy.&quot; Tommy replies, seeing his father ready to join him. Whatever intentions Paul had walking into the bathroom dissolved at the sight in front of him. Turning around again, Tommy asks his father, &quot;Do you mind doing my back?&quot; Taking the sponge from his son, Paul closes the curtain, and lather’s up his son’s back, ensuring any extra cum will be washed away. Paul slowly moves lower and washes Tommy’s ass, taking special care with it, as if it was a real pussy that could produce children. Tommy can feel his father’s dick poking him in the lower back, trying desperately to find somewhere to go.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Still facing the shower stall, Tommy leans his head back on his father’s chest, &quot;You know, soap is a good lubricant&quot;, with a special wink. In what seemed like seconds, Tommy felt his father pushing his soaped-up dick up inside him. Tommy grunts, his ass still not used to feeling the monster inside him. &quot;Ahh, go slow, you’re still bigger than any porn star known to man.&quot; Paul grunts, and goes a little more slowly pushing his cock up inside of Tommy’s insides. Inch by inch, Paul slowly lets his cock stretch and fill his son’s asshole. Paul keeps going until he hits a wall with just a few inches left, &quot;That’s it. That’s all I can take right now daddy. We’ll have to stretch me out to make room in there for all of you.&quot;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Slowly, Paul pulls out of his son, and slowly sinks back into him, being careful not to breach that wall of tissue inside his son. As he gets a rhythm going, he becomes aware of more than the tight flesh around his dick. The moans of his son can be heard over the water coming out of the shower faucet. Paul can feel his son’s testicles rubbing on his dick as he pumps his son’s asshole. After a bit, Paul stops his thrusting, his legs threatening to give out from thrusting into Tommy’s standing form. &quot;Tired Daddy? This should help&quot; Tommy says as he bends over, putting his ass on display for his father to fuck to his heart’s content. Seeing his lover so ready to allow him access, Paul goes back to pumping his son’s asshole, still careful not to tear the flesh deep inside. As Paul fucks Tommy’s ass, he feels a familiar churning inside his balls. He picks up the pace, desperate to pump his load into the tight-flesh prison his dick is trapped in. Feeling his father’s balls slap his own with increasing frequency, Tommy coaxes a good load out of his father. &quot;I know you’re close daddy, you’re fucking me with so much power. Do you like it, feeling my hot flesh around your monster? It’s a shame you can’t go all the way in me yet. Is that what you want daddy? Do you want to be able to sink into me poor, defenseless asshole balls-deep?&quot; Paul, always being one for dirty talk, pounds his son’s ass with reckless abandon, desperate for release. Unable to control himself, Tommy feels his own balls tighten up, his dick ready to pump its own load onto the shower stall. &quot;It’s a shame this isn’t a real pussy, then you could knock me up like a real woman daddy. Would you like to knock up your owN SOONNNN!!!!!!&quot; the last words being lost in a haze of moans and screams. &quot;AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&quot; Paul cries out, unable to hold it in as his cock fills his son’s asshole with a load of cum. &quot;OHH GOODDDD!!! FUCK ME YOU GODAMN STUD!!!&quot; Tommy screams out, his own orgasm hitting as he feels the boiling, hot cum erupt from his father deep inside his own body. Tommy’s orgasm makes his asshole tighten, preventing Paul from thrusting anymore. All he can do is moan, and squeeze his son’s ass as his dick continues to pumps his ass full of baby-batter.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Slowly, Paul’s dick starts to soften, and his cum leaks from Tommy’s poor, almost abused asshole. Feeling the cum slowly escaping from his ass onto the shower floor, Tommy can’t help but wonder, why they didn’t do this before now?</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal">&nbsp;</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">To Be Continued.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">silent_one__@hotmail.com</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">&nbsp;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%">All feedback/comments/ideas would be greatly appreciated.</span>&nbsp;</p>

Transgender Stories

Sun, 30 Dec 2012 22:59:56 UTC

Caught in my friends High Heels and Hose

I couldnt believe the feeling as I slipped the pantyhose on over my legs. This was an absolute dream come true and I was living it right now.<br />My friend Julie had gone out for the night with her 15yo daughter and she’d given me the spare keys to her house. She’d had a tradesman doing some work and needed to leave before he’d finished, so she’d asked me to go around and lock up for her after he was done.<br /><br />But as I went to turn the key in the lock something stopped me. Julie had always excited me and I’d lusted after her quite a bit. But even though she was ‘available’ since her husband was no longer around, I’d always got the feeling that sex wasn’t something that she was all that interested in, with anyone. I dont think she realised just what a sexy woman she was and often I’d sit uncomfortably while talking to her as my erection grew. And she pandered to my favourite fetish without realising it too, and often wore pantyhose with her high heels. Just one glance was usually enough to keep me hard for ages and ages.<br /><br />Well, I didnt turn the key, and I went inside. I crept inside feleing like a naughty boy, and trembling with anticipation I opened her bedside drawer. Inside were a number of pairs of her hose, and I couldnt resist. I had my pants off within a second and held the pantyhose up in front of me. I grabbed some black panties from the next drawer and struggled to pull them on. They were too small but they seemed to stretch a mile and&nbsp; finally I had them on. My erection stuck way out of the top, there was no way the flimsy panties could contain it. Then I sat on her bed and pulled on the pantyhose. This was magic…feeling the hose slide over my leg, knowing that they’d also been on hers… Feeling the silkiness of them, and stretching them tight as I pulled them up and over my now dripping cock.<br /><br />I opened the closet to search for some heels. There were a lot to choose from but I grabbed a set of shiny black patent strappy sandals that I’d always liked. I tried to put them on but they were way too small for me. Not to worry, I knew where they’d fit nicely. I picked one shoe up and then slipped my cock out of its nylon prison. The head was dripping with pre-cum and I slid the head through the straps of the shoes. It was almost a perfect fit and I felt my cock grow even harder. I slowly slid my cock back and forth inside the shoe and lie back on the bed imagining that I was jerking myself off over Julies nylon clad feet while she wearing the sexy heels. I’d intended to stop at the appropriate time but I got so carried away that I couldnt and I exploded all over the place. Huge jets of cum spurted out of my cock all over the shoe and dripped off onto the other one lying next to it. I dont think I’d ever come so much in my life and it almost soaked the shoe inner and slid slowly down the stilettos heels.<br /><br />Oh it was wonderful…it wasnt so much the thought of her, but the combination of the hose and heels had really got me going. I’d always been someone that enjoyed a little dressing up, but the thrill of doing it in secret with someone elses stuff just took me over the top.<br />After the orgasm I couldnt resist lying back for a few minutes and enjoying the feeling. So..I got the shock of my life as I heard the key turn in the door and realised that I’d fallen asleep on the bed and was still ‘dressed up’ and the remnants of my pleasure were still dripping off Julie’s heels.<br /><br />’Oh God, what am I going to do?’ <br /><br />Too late, no time to do anything, and Julie turned right straight into her bedroom and stared open-mouthed at the sight that greeted her.<br /><br />’My god, you’re…but you’re…What are you doing?'<br /><br />’Oh I’m so sorry…Oh I dont know what to say….I just felt a little horny..and ..I… Oh god I’m sorry..'<br /><br />To my amazement she recovered quite quickly and said ‘OK, I dont understand this but just tell me what you were doing?'<br /><br />I confessed my whole story, how I had a pantyhose and high heel fetish and I was just having a bif of fun and didnt mean for her to find out. It was just a bad set of circumstances and I was happy to do anything to make it up to her.<br /><br />She laughed at me ‘Allright, I cant say I understand that sort of fetish but it hasnt hurt anyone, just shocked me a bit. Maybe you best clean yourself up and…well I’m not sure I want those heels any more, you can take them too!’ She laughed out loud this time as she lifted one of the shoes up and strings of sticky cum dripped off the heel.<br /><br />’Hmm its been a long while since I’ve seen a sight like that…actually I’m not sure I ever have? Woah there, what’s going on there?’ and she pointed down at my cock which despite my embarassment was beginning to stir again and was now pointed directly at her.<br /><br />’Oh no, I’m sorry..I’m so sorry, it’s just that like most men I only have limited control over that part of me. I’ll, I’ll just cover up and get dressed and…'<br /><br />Her hand went to my mouth and muffled the final words.<br /><br />’Look it’s ok. To be honest I’ve had a couple of drinks at the party and was feeling somewhat horny anyway and was about to give myself a bit of action. Maybe we can both end up happy from this?'<br /><br />I couldnt believe what I was hearing and she leaned over and stroked my now rock hard cock and then pulled her dress off over her head. Now she stood there before me just in her bra and pantyhose and some cute red pumps. <br />’I couldnt be bothered wearing panties tonight'<br />She lowered her mouth over my cock and sucked it gently. The feeling was divine as she slid the entire length in and out of her soft mouth.<br /><br />’Oh god I havent done this for about 6 years, I’d forgotten how good it was’ she said as her tongue flicked away at the drips on the head of my cock.<br />’Listen, get out of that stuff, if you’re going to dress up I want you to look like a bit more of a slut'<br /><br />’Umm, ok…’ although I wasnt sure what she meant.<br /><br />She grabbed some black fishnets and a pair of red lace panties out of another drawer and asked me to put them on. The fishnets were crotchless so my cock and ass were bare to the world.<br /><br />’Umm exactly what do you mean by slut?'<br /><br />’Look if you like to wear girly stuff, I think I’d like to treat you like one’ and she pulled a big vibrator out of the bottom drawer and dripped some lube onto it <br />’Get on all fours on the bed. Tonight you get to fuck me, but I get to fuck you too…'<br /><br />I did as she asked and assumed the position. I felt her tongue slipping into my ass crack and was amazed at how good it felt. She ran her tongue up and down and every now and then slid it into my ass. It was a feeling like I had never had before and I was loving it.<br />’This should be fun’ she said. And I felt the tip of the vibrator in my entrance. Then a slow steady pressure as she gradually slid it into my hole. I thought it would hurt but the feeling was great as she worked it in and out. I couldnt resist and kep pushing back toward her in time with her strokes. I was being ass-fucked and loving it.<br /><br />’Ha ha..I didnt think you’d be into it so much my dear. Seems you’re more of a sissy than you thought’ and plunged the full length deep inside me. I shuddered as all 7 inches slipped in and shouted out <br /><br />’Oh god fuck me, fuck me Julie’ I yelled as she plunged it in and out of my asshole. Yes I was a sissy slut and enjoying it. She kept it up until I yelled that I was coming and then with a final plunge thrust it in a far as it could go, every inch of it straining my previously virgin hole.<br />As it bottomed out I screamed and jerked and my cock spasmed wave after wave of cum. I looked down between my legs and saw her lying there underneath me, her face directly underneath my twitching cock and my cum splashing off her cheeks and dripping down all over her. Her arm was twisted around still holding the vibrator inside my ass.<br />She smiled as she saw me looking at her, and licked some of the cum off her ace with her own tongue.<br /><br />’Mmm that’s the first load I’ve had in I dont know how long and I dont think I can ever get enough again'<br /><br />’Now its my turn’ she said. I need a bit of fun! And she lay on her back and pulled my face into her crotch. Even through the pantyhose the smell was overwhelming, she was really, really ready to go. I licked her all up and down and she squirmed and screamed in delight and pushed my face harder and harder into her, almost crushing me against her pubic bone.<br /><br />’Oh god baby, that’s it, keep going, eat me, eat me good'<br /><br />I didnt need any encouragement and I was enjoying it as much as she was and I was happy to lick every ince of that wet pussy all night. I bit away at the pantyhose and finally created a hole and plunged my tongue deep inside of her. She arched her back and let out a little whimper of delight.<br /><br />’Oh yes..thats it…more..more'<br /><br />By now my dick had gotten hard again so I thought I’d give her what she really wanted. I turned her over and lifted her ass in the air. I slipped in between her legs and positioned my cock at her pussy entrance. I could hear her hold her breath as she waited for me to enter her. I looked down and I could feel her pantyhose rubbing against my own fishnets, it was an ultimate fantasy for me, fucking in hose and heels.<br /><br />With a single thrust I was inside her and she let out a muffled cry of pleasure. I began to fuck her with long slow strokes. Using the entire length of my cock each time as I pleasured her. She cried with delight and pushed back against me with each thrust<br /><br />’Yes, yes, fuck my cunt, fuck me, fuck me…Oh god I want it'<br /><br />Hearing her talk like that made me even hornier and I upped my pace even more, banging my balls against her ass with each stroke as I entered her.<br /><br />’Ohh I’m commminng……’ and she made a final rearward thrust onto my cock and then collpased forward onto the bed.<br /><br />I was close again too and pulled my cock out and stood at the foot of the bed. I gave my cock a final few strokes and then watched yet another stream of cum spurt forth all over Julies shoes and legs. Long streams of the sticky white goo ran up and down all over and dripped onto the carpet. She must have know what I was doing and flipped over onto her back, slid off her cum-soaked heels,&nbsp; and took my cock between her feet to milk the last few drops of cum out. I almost buckled at the knees as I watched it drip out all over her toes. I just loved it…. And when there was none left she surprised me by lifting her feet to her mouth and licking the stickiness off them.<br /><br />’Told you I hadnt had enough didnt I?’ and smiled at me..<br /><br />’Maybe we best keep this little effort our secret?'<br /><br />I smiled in agreement and lie down beside her on the bed. I was about to drift off to sleep again when the key turned in the door again<br /><br />’Oh my god, my daughters home, I forgot…..'<br /><br />to be continued…..

Transgender Stories

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