Joey was the most popular soap opera star on the show.
Her brand of sexuality was such that it project right into the home of every viewer.
The women could identify with her plight, and the men wanted to fuck her.
If they only knew!
If they only knew that underneath her plain gingham dress, lurked the largest, baddest cock in the industry. Joey was really Joey... a guy with a hard-on who wished he had a pussy.
And the world of show business, where everything real was make-believe, and everything make-believe was supposed to look real, was tailor made for her desires.
And her cock.
She went through actors and actresses alike, loving the way they reacted to her when they reached underneath and took her panties all the way down, and reached for her... reached for her... cock!
Her cock!
She loved to watch them as she forced them to go down on her... And suck!
CHAPTER ONE
Joey was standing on her spot, as marked.
The camera pulled back so it could take in the whole set, as well.
Now, in that position, it was an easy thing for the scene to commence.
They were shooting live on tape, which meant that unless something drastic happened, something like a real life fire or something, this was it... this was the way it was going to go to air.
With all the warts showing, as the expression went.
Joey was the star of the soap... there was no question about that.
Other slots were filled as they came available, but there was only one star.
Joey Hawkins.
She was the new daytime glamour girl. She was on the cover of the fan mags, even TV Guide!
And everywhere she went, she was recognized. Well, almost everywhere. At least when she was Joey. Joey the actress.
Joey the female lead of the show.
Joey the daytime serial sexpot.
But that was only one side of her.
The side the public and the TV executives knew.
There was another side to her that only very few people knew about.
And those that did never dreamed that the Joey of TV was the same Joey who was the guy who hung out by himself, who lived in the small room in the village, the walk-up on Jane street.
Because, as it turned out, Joey the she was really Joey the he...
And one who didn't like to confuse the issue by making an issue out of it.
Every since he could remember, Joey had always gotten a charge out of dressing up like his mother...
He used to put on her clothes and parade himself in front of the mirror, admiring his own taste in clothes...
And his mother's...
He was one of those kids who should have been born a female.
He was one of the cruel side jokes of nature that somehow didn't manage to pan out.
And it made him blue, for a long, long time.
Until he realized that there was something to do about it... something he could actually do...
There was a way...
There was a way, he learned, from that magazine article he read.
There were operations to change things!
They were expensive, and they were time consuming, but if he could go through the program, he'd come out the other end a full-fledged woman!
And that's what he wanted...
That was what he wanted, so much...
To be the woman of his own dreams...
So it probably wasn't that much of a surprise when he decided to go into show business.
At least, that was an area where he could play dress-up, and now be hassled.
Which was what he wanted more than anything else.
To be able to be seen in public as a woman.
And not to have people point at him and giggle behind his back.
Which made ordinary jobs rather difficult to secure.
Sooner or later, someone always found out... going to the bathroom at the wrong time, that kind of thing.
Except theatre.
No one really gave a fuck who you really were. All they cared about is what you could do.
And that was perfect for Joey.
Although, to be honest, he never thought he'd achieve the kind of success he did...
He thought that he was going to, at best, maybe eke out a living.
So you can imagine his surprise when it turned out that not only was he able to get jobs, but he was good at it!
That is, at playing a woman, and then acting in roles, as that woman.
What no one really knew, absolutely no one, was that he was playing a dual role.
He was a man playing a woman, playing a woman.
It was, in the best sense of the word, a play within a play.
And it was his secret.
So, even since he joined the soap opera, he was known as Joey Hawkins, the girl most likely to rise to the top.
Which she did.
Even with the funny name.
She came across as a real glamour queen, and liked that.
She thought it was a lot of fun, acting in the silly soaps.
And the plots were silly, there was no mistaking that.
Like the show they had just finished shooting... the one where she was supposed to be kidnapped.
It wasn't so bad, though.
It was, in fact, very stimulating...
And it was all she could do to prevent anyone from seeing just how excited she'd actually gotten.
She loved the way it felt, having the ropes on her hands and her feet, as she was forced to stay in the chair.
She could really get into that.
She could really get into feeling that way.
It was something she really enjoyed.
And it set off a whole level of fantasy she didn't think she was going to get over.
She wanted, very much, to have someone do that to her in real life.
So that night, when she went out by herself for dinner, she didn't realize how lost in thought she was, when she suddenly found the young, good looking guy sitting down next to her at the bar.
He smiled at her and raised his glass.
"Probably a fan," Joey told himself.
"May I buy you a drink... "
"That's very nice of you, but... "
"I must confess, I was sitting over there, and couldn't take my eyes off your... legs... "
Joey was tempted to ask him if he knew who she was.
But why rock the boat. He obviously didn't.
They never came on that way when they did. "Well, if you insist... "
"My name is James."
"I'm glad to meet you." They talked for a while.
Joey found out that James was a lawyer, quite successful, who never watched television. Perfect.
He had no idea who he really was.
They had some drinks, and then they decided to go for Chinese food, for dinner.
They sat together, eating, when James leaned over his egg roll.
"You know the Chinese are a very interesting, people... "
"Really? Why is that... "
"They're into some very interesting sexual practices... "
Joey smiled. This was getting interesting "Are they now."
"You bet... "
"Like what?"
"Well, for one thing, they love bondage... " The chill that went through his body was really something.
She was glad now that he didn't know who she was.
And she was glad that she was Joey the young and very sexual actress this evening, rather than Joey, the guy who lived alone in that room.
"Do tell... "
James looked at her with his steely good looks.
"Have you ever been into the scene?"
Joey batted her eyelashes.
"Why, whatever do you mean... "
"You know... the S and M scene... "
She was blushing now!
What luck!
Right after having to be tied in that chair all day... "Well, I can't say as I have... "
"Well, I'd love to do it to you sometime... " He watched her face, waiting for some kind of reaction.
She looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"You never know what's going to happen... although if we were going to get into something like that, I'd have to warn you about something... "
James put his knife and fork down. "And what's that... "
"I'd be doing the tying... at least the first time around... " James looked around.
"I'll take a hotel room. When we finish eating. Joey wasn't sure she'd agreed to that. But what the hell...
She couldn't very well let him tie her up.
That wouldn't work.
What would happen when...
But this way, she was safe.
She could tie him up, and then show him... what she was made of.
If he freaked out, she was out of there.
If he didn't... all the better...
Now, though, she was getting a little antsy.
When they finished eating, they took a cab to the Plaza Hotel.
James' favorite, he said.
They were helped out of the cab by a doorman.
Joey tried to keep her face hidden as much as possible.
Otherwise, people would be coming up to her all over the place.
Now, they were finally in the elevator and going up to the room.
When they got there, James order some room service.
He wanted a bottle of champagne.
Joey, meanwhile, was feeling quite exhilarated.
She'd never done anything like this before... she didn't know how she was going to react to any of it...
Now, though, she was trying to keep herself together.
She didn't want to blow it.
To be so near, and yet so far.
The champagne came, and they popped the cork!
After the bottle was gone, they sat around, and James announced it was time.
"All right... but I have no rope... "
He reached into his suit jacket and produced the thin clothesline.
She smiled.
It was all planned.
He'd had it on his mind the whole time. "Well," she said. "I see you come prepared... "
"Of course... "
Now, as she took the rope from him, she stood up and changed her tone.
"You better take off those clothes, mister... and right now... "
She was pointing at him.
He was so big and strong, it was funny to see him acting like... like a wimp, in plain English.
"Yes, mistress," he said.
Mistress... she liked that.
She liked the sound of that.
She stood with her arms folded, the rope in one hand, as she watched him take all his clothes off.
Now, when he was finally naked, she looked at him.
Nice body.
Good dick.
One he'd like to suck.
"All right," she said, "turn around. And I mean now, Mrs.
He did as he was told.
She tied his hands quickly.
The clothesline was the thin, silky one, the kind that was easy to cut.
There was a knife on the table, presumably placed there by James.
She cut lengths of rope, and once his hands were tied, she told him to turn around.
And get on his knees in front of her.
He did that too.
"Good," she said to him.
Now, she leaned down and put her hands on his cock, watching his eyes all the time.
"Does it feel good," she asked him, as she slowly, carefully fondled him.
"God," he said, in a choked voice... "It feels... incredible... "
"Yes, baby... "
She kept her eyes glued to his, looking down every once in a while to see the size and the shape of his dick.
He was loving it...
Loving the way it looked, and the way it felt.
Now, when it was nice and healthy and hard, she decided it had to be bound.
She held up the rope to his face, and grabbed his hair from behind.
"I'm going to wrap this around your cock and balls, do you understand?"
"Yes, mistress... "
"And I'm going to make you feel so good... so fucking good... "
"Yes, mistress... "
"Even if feeling good makes you feel bad... do you understand... "
"I do... "
"Good," she said, as she continued to torture him.
Now, she was down beside him, wrapping the rope around him.
She was going to bind the fucker, she told herself.
She was going to bind him and make sure that he knew he was in her total control.
She started with the ropes, winding them around his cock, and really going at it slowly but steadily, keeping it as tight as she could get it... and when she had it like that, when she had it tight like that, she started on his balls.
"OOOHHH... "
He let out a huge sigh, one that commingled the pleasure with the pain.
"What's the matter," she said, sucking in the sides of her face...
"I love it... I really love it... "
"I know, baby... I know... "
"And I don't... I don't think I can... "
"Yes you can... "
She was making the rope very tight around his balls.
Very tight, so that when she pulled on it, she could really feel it...
His balls were turning a deep red... She couldn't believe his capacity for pain. "You like it, don't you... you like it very much... "
"Yes, mistress... "
"Good... I want you to... because that's how I'm going to treat you... very roughly... like a good mistress... "
She had him in a kneeling position.
Leaving him there, tightly bound, just his wrists and his cock and balls, she brought over one of the hotel room chairs.
She sat down in it, acting very much the queen.
She was wearing a long, flowing dress, her favorite garter belt, black sheer stockings, and black spike high heels.
That was the way she liked to dress, usually.
And that was the way she was dressed now.
She sat down, and put her hands on the arm rests.
"Now," she said, "I'm your mistress... and I want you to suck on my shoes... clean them with your tongue... and make them shine, slave... "
He bent over.
He couldn't use his hands, and his cock was bound hard, so he had no choice but to do what he was instructed...
He watched as she crossed her leg and stuck out her first foot.
"Lick it," she said to him.
He did exactly as he was told... letting his tongue come out and start to take strokes off her shoes.
"Look at me as you do it... "
His eyes flashed up to hers, and locked in on her gaze.
She couldn't believe it.
She couldn't believe that this strong, handsome guy who had picked her up and charmed her off her feet was now below her, kneeling, with his hands bound and his balls in a sling.
Men!
They were so funny!
They were such animals...
Now, as she made him do her shoes, she suddenly changed her feet, so it was the other one that needed the shining.
She had to admit, she couldn't get over the good job he did.
Maybe she should have him do all her shoes.
She was sure there'd be no problem with that.
He was a pretty good slave.
"Now," she said, as she made him sit up again, and she slid off the chair.
"I'm going to reward you for your good work."
She licked her lips and put her arms around his neck.
"Just relax. I'm going to kiss you... "
He closed his eyes.
He had no idea what to expect...
He felt her hot lips coming on his.
Now, his were being forced open by her tongue, and he could feel it probing deep in her mouth...
When she took her mouth off him she looked deep into his eyes.
"Did you like that... "
"Yes... "
"Do you like having your cock tied up... "
"Yes... "
"Do you want me to let you go... "
"Yes... "
"No... "
"Please... "
"I want you to come for me... I want you to come, do you understand... "
"Yes, mistress... "
Now, she let her hand go down and stroke him. She wanted to let her fingers go all over him, to let him feel, again and again, her warm fingers all over his balls.
She knew that when balls were bound and stroked, they were a lot different than balls hanging loose.
They were very warm and sensitive.
They were very tight and helpless.
And they were supercharged with nerve endings.
She was sure she could make him come like this...
She knew that her slow, kneading fingers would bring him off.
Without even touching his cock.
"Come on, baby... show me how much you like it... show me... "
"God... oh God... ohhh... "
"Yeah, baby... you like it... you like it so much... "
"Ooohh... ooohhh... God... God... "
'Tell me... tell me, baby... "
"I'm going to... I'm going to... "
"Yes... "
"I'M GOING TO COME... "
It was truly phenomenal.
By just playing with his balls, Joey was able to make James come.
To make him shoot his stuff...
It was something she'd never seen before.
She leaned back, her fingers filled with James' jism.
"Now, open your mouth... "
He did as he was told, suddenly falling silent.
She began to put her fingers in his mouth.
She stroked it and handled it...
And let him feel each one going in...
"That's so good... that's so good... baby... "
He ate each of her fingers, making sure that he got all of his own jism.
And he was forced to keep her eyes on her at all time.
He'd never done anything like this before.
He was really into it now.
And when he was finished, she gently wiped the corners of his mouth with her own fingers.
"Now," she said to him, "I've got something for you... I've got something I want you to do... "
"Yes... " he said, almost sullenly...
"I'm going to make you eat me... "
He looked up, licking his lips.
He was really ready to do some pussy.
He was in for a little surprise.
"Now, baby, you can start by licking up my legs... "
He did as he was told.
He was up to her calves.
Now, she was just about ready to show him her biggest secret!
CHAPTER TWO
Who really knows? Maybe it was the rope around his balls.
Or maybe it was the ropes around his wrists that held his hands behind his back.
Or something simple, like being on his knees. Whatever, some men simple love to be dominated.
And some women love to dominate.
With a person like Joey, it was the lucky day when the two lives intertwined.
She was a woman locked up in a man's body.
But that didn't seem to stop her.
She dressed like a woman and thought like a woman.
And she had the best dildo in the world. Her real cock.
So, it was no sweat when she decided to dominate James, even though he'd come on so strong.
That was usually the case.
The stronger they came on, the more easily they were dominated.
Now, though, she had a surprise for macho man.
She'd already had him come once, and he was in the process of licking up her stockinged leg, all primes for some pussy eating.
At least, that's what he thought.
He was sure he was about to go down on some prime pussy here... and get a real mouthful.
That he'd earned.
By letting Joey do the things to him she'd wanted.
But she had this little surprise all ready for him.
She was going to let him suck her, all right.
Only, it wasn't a pussy he was about to come down on.
It was her big, fat cock!
That was just about ready to be exposed.
She had her loose fitting dress almost completely up around her thighs, and she was waiting for his mouth to get there.
Still, as his tongue was made to lick around the edge of her stockings, he had no idea...
Her skin was hairless, from the hormones she took, to prepare her for the day when she would finally be able to get that operation she wanted so desperately.
And now, as he was between her thighs, and could smell the sleek perfume she'd dabbed there, his cock was hard and throbbing again.
As if it hadn't come before.
As if it hadn't come in weeks.
God, how he wished she would just touch it.
She'd already made him come without even having a finger on it.
Now, he knew, it was going to be even more difficult to get off...
If only...
If only she would do it for him...
She'd be forever grateful...
Now, though, he was getting higher and higher... almost to the point of heaven...
When he felt her hands on the back of his head.
He didn't understand that.
He didn't understand why she was holding him in this way.
Gripping his hair and holding him close against her.
But she was.
She was holding him real close, real tight. And she was going to give him the big surprise. At first, he just thought it was a little bit more of the dominance game... But then... Oh God!
He wanted to pull away...
His first instinct was to turn and run...
But he couldn't...
He was locked in there.
And now he knew...
She was a he!
God... he couldn't...
He just couldn't...
But he had no choice...
He was trapped...
He had to obey...
"Suck it, or I'll really use the whip on you," Joey said to him.
He closed his eyes, and incredibly, he parted his lips.
He was going to give her what she wanted. He was going to go down on her.
And that was the only thing he could think of.
Taking that cock in his mouth.
It was something he never would have believed... that he was capable of going down on another man...
But so much had already happened this night that he knew nothing should really surprise him...
So he let his mouth begin to work...
He licked and sucked her balls, and when he felt the urging of her fingers on his hair, he slowly picked himself up and let his tongue run the underside of his cock.
He was surprised.
He didn't mind the taste or the texture all that much...
In fact, it was kind of good... to the taste... It had a certain feel to it he could really get into... And he wanted more... God, he wanted more...
He wanted to feel it in his mouth... he wanted to feel the big, bulbous head deep in his mouth...
He looked up, through the haze, and saw Joey's eyes smiling...
"You like cock, don't you... "
"Un-huh... " James said, rather timid.
"And you're going to suck mine, aren't you... "
"Yes... "
"You can't wait to get it in your mouth... "
"No... "
"And you're going to swallow my come... "
"God... "
"Come on now, it's not that bad... "
"I never... "
"There's a first time for everything... " She smiled as she watched him...
He was really having a hard time with this... which made her feel really good...
She loved watching the transformation.
The first time guys realized they were going to have to suck her off was always the most fun!
And she had yet to meet a guy who didn't like sucking cock...
It had nothing to do with being gay, or anything like that.
It just had to do with the way they were brought up.
Cocksucking was a vastly pleasurable experience, if they could only loosen their heads.
Which was one of the reasons she kept her men bound the first time...
Just to make sure they didn't interfere with their own pleasures.
Or hers.
And to insure against any violence. She didn't need that!
Now, she held his hair tight on the back of his head, and guided him to a straight kneeling position, so he could service her with his mouth.
"Suck it," she said to him... "Let me feel your mouth on the head of my prick.
James hesitated, but only for a second.
Then, he opened his lips and he put her cock right on his mouth...
Right on it!
He let the head come between his open lips, and then closed them, slowly, so that he could feel the smooth cap of Joey's cock.
"That's right, Jimmy," Joey said, soothingly, as she kept her legs spread over the sides of the chair, and her hand firmly on the back of his head.
"Let me feel your tongue... on it... aaaahhh... that's right... that's so good... "
James was really into it now.
He was sucking and licking with everything he had, coming up and down on the head, and then the shaft itself.
"Relax... the back of your... throat... and you'll be able to take me deep... that's right... ooohh... that's so good... so good... "
And now, as she felt herself starting to really pump inside her balls, Joey knew that she was going to come, real soon, if she kept this up...
She pulled his head off her cock, suddenly and without explanation.
She looked at James' face.
He was drooling out of one side of his face.
"Good boy... that's a real good boy... "
And then, he was being made to stand up.
Once on his feet, Joey took James to the back room, to her bedroom.
"I'm going to do something real nice to you now... "
James walked hesitatingly.
He was sure it was going to be something he would... like... he hoped.
But his walking was impaired... it was hard for him to walk with his cock and balls bound...
He did the best he could, and finally, when he was at the bed, he felt the strong hands of Joey pushing him down.
"Get on your stomach... " Joey said.
When he was satisfied, and realized that the naked and bound man he had captured wasn't going to offer much resistance, he just made sure James' legs were spread as far apart as he could get them.
Having done that, he started to stroke his ass...
Softly, with his two hands.
"You have a really great butt," he said.
"Ooohh... "
There was no doubt.
James was really getting into the feel of it...
He was really loving the way his hands were cuffed behind him, with the ropes, and his body was being examined and used... every inch of it...
Now, he felt something else.
Something new and exciting.
And delightful.
It was the sticky, creamy substance...
Something, .like a jelly!
And how right he was!
It was KY... the best anal jelly in the world.
With it, it was possible to fuck the tightest ass.
James jiggled his when he realized, finally, what was going to happen to him.
"Noo... " he moaned, as he felt his thighs being spread still farther...
"Yes... : Joey cooed, as he made sure the stuff was completely coating his victim.
He started with the fleshy orbs of James' inner thighs, and then began to work his way inside, further and further, until he had all but covered James' entire ass with the stuff.
That done, he continued to stroke his friend, until he began to concentrate on the crack of his ass.
"Ooohh... "
"It feels good, doesn't it... "
"Yes... "
"And you know what I'm going to do to you, don't you... "
"Oh, God... "
"Come on now... you have to answer me... "
"God... "
"What... "
"You're going to... "
"Come on... "
"I can't... "
A slap on the ass fixed that!
"You're going to... fuck me... in my ass... "
Joey smiled.
There really wasn't anything like total submission.
It was a real turn-on.
"That's right... I'm going to fuck you in your ass... hard and rigid... right up there... and you're going to love it... "
"I've never... "
James had his face pressed into the bed. Joey watched, loving the way the poor man was struggling with his bonds. But it was no use. He wished the guy understood that. It was just no use.
He wasn't going to be able to do anything about it...
He was trapped...
A prisoner.
A prisoner of sex.
A prisoner of his own sexual desires. And now he was going to pay. He thought he was so smooth, so tough at that bar...
He thought he was going to make it such a breeze, and fuck her, and then leave her perspiring and short of breath, on the bed!
Well, he had another think coming, didn't he...
He had just quite another think coming!
And that wasn't all...
He was going to make sure that not only did James take it up the ass, but that he loved it... he was going to turn this poor mother, and make sure that he never came back the same way again...
That was all there was to it.
That was the only way...
Now, as he continued to work on James, he concentrated his fingering on his asshole...
"OOOHHH... GOD... "
"Just relax... and it'll be easier to take... "
"I can't... I can't... please... let me go now... "
Joey smiled.
"I can't, either... I'm going to fuck you... I'm going to fuck you right up your ass... "
"No... "
"Yes... "
"God... "
"And when I'm finished with you, you'll be begging for more... "
"Ooohhh... shit... "
Now, Joey held on to his hard cock, and began to rub it up and down the crack...
He was making it go in and out of James' cheeks, and pushing it down hard, so there would be no mistake where it was going to go...
"You're going to love this," he whispered, and then, he brought two fingers of his other hand down on the tight ass of James, and used them to spread the cheeks of his ass.
"There," he said, as he had them well-spread.
"Now, I'm going to fuck the shit out of you... "
"Oh God... oh, Jesus... "
But all the praying wasn't going to save him.
He was going to get fucked, and that was the name of that tune!
Joey slowly pushed the head of his cock into the tight brown hole... and held it there.
"God... it hurts... it hurts... "
Joey smiled.
Such warmth...
"Take a deep breath... go on, take it... "
And with that, James did as he was told, realizing that Joey was trying to help him... trying to get him to do what was best for him...
He took a deep breath, and then, before he was able to do anything else, he felt a tight, hard object trying to split him open!
It was Joey's ass.
Joey was lovingly, tantalizingly pushing his cock inside the man...
Using it as a sort of weapon, to slowly open him up from the rear...
And then, when he got him open like that, he started to rotate his hips... making them move in a wonderful, luxurious way, to crack him open...
And then, finally, with one gigantic thrust, he buried his cock half the way up...
"NO... IT HURTS... IT HURTS... "
Joey didn't say any thing... it was too late to try to soothe James.
He just held his cock there until James stopped shouting, and then began once more to push it in... all the way, getting it as tight and delicious as he could...
"Just take it easy," he whispered, and continued to pump away.
Now, he was all the way up! He was home!
He kept it like that, and then, slowly, with the help of the KY, began to move it in and out, feeling the ease of the lubrication.
"That's so good," he said, soothingly, in James' ear... "That's so fucking good... "
"God... "
"You like it... don't you... "
"Y..yyy..yes... " Joey giggled. They always did.
"You like what I'm doing to you... "
"Jesus... yes... "
"What... what is it... "
"You're fucking me... God, you're fucking me in my ass... "
"That's right... that's so right... "
"And you're doing a real job on me... aren't you... "
"Yes... "
Now, with the subtle but telling change of James' tone of voice, Joey knew he could move a little faster and harder...
He was moving and pumping it, and letting it come and go easily...
It was wonderful... just incredible...
He was moving faster and faster now, trying his best to get off, inside James' ass.
"I'm going to... I'm going to come, James... "
"God... "
"Right up your ass... right up your tight ass... "
James was going crazy!
He couldn't believe himself.
He actually wanted James to come.
He wanted James to shoot his load inside of him.
And to fill him up...
"Yes... oh God, yes... "
He bucked his hips as hard as he could, up against Joey's cock, as if he were a woman, trying to keep that ass buried as deep as he could.
He'd never been fucked before, not even by a woman with a dildo or a vibrator, but now he was loving it... loving the way it felt inside of him... he thought he was going to go crazy from it...
"Yes... oh God, yes... oh Jesus... "
It was one of the greatest feelings he'd ever had!
"I'm going to come," Joey said, again, and this time, he felt his own balls starting to squeeze and contract...
He was going to shoot...
He was going to drop a load...
And then, it was happening...
He was coming... coming, deeper and deeper inside his captive's ass, filling it up with the best, most delicious elixir in the history of man!
"Jesus... " James hissed, as he felt himself taking cock, all the way deep, shooting inside of him...
He thought he was going to go crazy...
He thought he was going to lose it...
When Joey finally finished coming, he pulled his prick out and let the smoking gun rest on James' ass, while he stroked it with his hands.
"There," he said, as he relaxed... "That wasn't so bad, was it... "
He leaned over and nibbled in James' ear.
James turned his head, and without saying anything, brought his lips to Joey's mouth... and kissed him.
It was such a warm feeling... something that was totally unexpected and very real.
And it represented a victory of sorts for Joey.
It was a personal triumph.
A victory!
He'd turned James!
He'd made James a devotee of getting fucked in the ass.
That was the way things should be, he told himself.
That was the way everyone should feel.
Completely fucked.
With no inhibitions or hang-ups.
What a perfect world that would be. Now, though, he knew it was getting late. And he had so much to do the next day. He was in five scenes.
Which meant he'd be on his feet for most of the day.
"I have to get going... "
"Oh... "
"Thanks for a really fun time," Joey said, as he slowly undid James' bonds. "Will I see you again."
"Who knows," Joey said.
The last thing he needed was James to be calling him at the set.
Joey didn't like to mix his private life with his acting life.
The two worlds didn't mix.
And his secret was too precious.
As far as the show was concerned, he was Joey with a pussy.
And he preferred to keep it that way.
He didn't need anyone coming in with any sexual bulletins.
He was out the door and on his way... Back to his own place. And his own world.
CHAPTER THREE
Joey arrived at the studio early.
There was a lot of work for him. He had several costume changes, and lots of lines to go over.
Thank God, he thought, he didn't have to actually learn them.
He could read most of them off the teleprompter. Still, he had to have a sense of what was happening in the scenes.
He had to be able to tell what and where and who and why.
It was the way things worked with him.
Now, as he stared into the cold dressing room, he wondered if they were paying him enough.
It was something he always wondered when he was dragging ass.
Thank God Carla was there.
Carla was his ever faithful companion. Young, gorgeous, willing, nubile... and feeling perfectly safe, working for a female star.
It was such a relief for Carla not to have to avoid the clawing hands of actors all the time.
Actors who thought they were God's gift to the world... actors who thought that they had everything in the world coming to them.
No, Carla was much more relaxed working with women.
And that was something that Joey appreciated.
So, when it was Joey's hands that came on her body, she didn't mind.
Because, no matter what, she wouldn't have to get fucked by her boss.
Or so she thought.
Of course, Joey loved women as much as the next guy.
It was just that he loved guys more. But he wasn't adverse to letting Carla know how much she was appreciated. As much for the little things as the big.
Like, those early cups of coffee. And the casual way she walked around the office in her bikini underwear. She was cute that way. She hated to wear underwear. It was just one of her things. She wasn't very comfortable in it. She didn't think it was that important. She preferred going au-natural... as it were. But she couldn't do that around men. She could only do it with women. And of course, in front of Joey. Who was her best gal pal. So this morning, when Joey took the coffee cup from Carla, who was still in her bikinis in the dressing room, she couldn't resist letting her fingers go down to her ass and giving it a small squeeze. Carla turned around. And smiled. "What was that for?"
"Do I need a reason? And don't you think you should get dressed... "
Carla laughed... "Oh sure... but first, I thought I was going to get a kiss from you... "
Joey smiled.
Sweet kid.
She went to kiss Carla's mouth, and mats' when she realized it wasn't quite what the woman had in mind.
"Not there, silly... I don't mean that kind of a kiss... "
"Oh... "
Carla put her hands on her boss's shoulders and forced her to go down. "I mean there... "
She was feeling very horny this morning. It was still early, no one else was really around, and no one ever came into Joey's dressing room without knocking.
So what was the harm.
What was the harm in having a little fun?
There was no harm at all.
And she knew she was safe, because it was only Joey...
"Kiss it," she said, gently guiding Joey's lips to her pussy. Joey smiled. If the kid only knew...
Now, she pressed her lips up against the smooth silk of Carla's bikini underwear, and let her hot mouth breath out into it.
"Yeah... " Carla sighed.
Then, to her own surprise as much as Joey's, she hooked the thumbs of her hands under the panties and began to draw them down...
Until they fell to the floor.
Where they lay in a heap.
"That's so nice... " Carla cooed, as she felt Joey showering her pubic hairs with lots of kisses... And she giggled.
"You really are hungry this morning... "
"That's because you have such a nice, sweet smelling pussy... "
"Do you want to kiss that too... "
"You know I do... "
Carla was more than accommodating... she let her legs spread apart, and held Joey's face in her hands.
"Give it a nice, deep kiss, Joey... just for me... come on... just for me... "
Joey was only too accommodating.
He had a taste for pussy in his mouth now... he really wanted to taste it in his mouth...
He stuck his tongue out and ran it all along the length of the slit.
He could taste the slightly salty, somewhat sticky flavor of it... and could savor the aroma of a freshly douched cunny!
It was a turn-on.
It was always a turn-on, to seduce your assistant.
Now, as her tongue continued to wag between the slit, Carla slipped her fingers down and spread open the lips of her pussy...
She held it open like that, and then, without any warning, Joey plunged his tongue far up into her hot, glistening box, and sucked her with all the skills of an expert...
"Joey... " Carla moaned.
"Joey... oooh... Joey... " Joey didn't say anything. He couldn't...
He was too busy sucking pussy... too busy taking it all the way down his throat...
Licking up the nectar and making a meal out of Carla.
Which was more than Carla thought was going to happen.
She'd only been playing with him at first.
She had no idea he'd be so into eating her pussy...
After all, she was a woman, and a pussy held no mystery to her... right?
But all that was in the background haze of her mind.
Now, all she could think about was how good Joey's lips felt.
How strong and accurate, and loving...
Almost as if she were a guy...
That was it, Carla thought... Joey eats pussy as if he were a guy...
And that was so delicious...
So wonderful...
Because she was Joey...
And now, Carla leaned back and fell against the sofa at one end of the dressing room.
It was a relief to be able to get off her feet... Already, she was feeling wobbly... And needed a place to relax...
Now, she was able to lift her naked legs and bend them at the knees, so she could take even more of Joey's tongue in her than before...
"Yes... suck me... oh, God, suck my pussy... suck my delicious pussy... "
She was moaning and sighing as she felt the tongue going in and out of her... loving the way it felt.
Joey was on his knees now, in front of her, and was eating the shit out of her.
Carla had a wonderful body, and she was giving it all to him...
Letting him suck the sweetmeats of her charms...
It was so delicious... so good... so good for him...
Now, he was licking and sucking, and putting his hands underneath her thighs, to be able to push them back even farther.
He did so, and then, in this position, he got a clear look at her asshole.
He loved assholes.
He thought they were the most secret and sensitive part of a person's body, man or woman.
And even though he'd fucked James' so good the night before, and he could still feel the tight pull on his own cock, he just had to have some more... he just had to...
He let his tongue go down even farther than the last time, licking at the base of her pussy, at the same time taking as much as he could in his mouth...
He loved it...
Loved the taste and the feel of it...
It was so good for him...
So good to taste...
So good to have wrapped around his mouth...
Now, holding her legs open by the way he had his grip on her inner thighs, he pushed his tongue far up her asshole, expertly working it in so that even though Carla was holding it shut tight, he was still able to get it in there.
"God... " she moaned...
"What... what are you doing to me... "
Carla started giggling, a kind of sexual giggle...
She'd never had her asshole eaten before... it was such an incredible feeling...
Now, as she continued to be eaten out, Joey brought his fingers up, so that he could shove three full ones into her pussy, churning it all up, and making it feel really good, while he continued to stick his tongue into her asshole.
It was amazing.
An amazing demonstration on both their parts.
He was working his tongue, wiggling it, and making it all hot and horny, as he tried to get Carla to come...
"Jesus... your fingers... your tongue... Ooooohh... you' re driving me... crazy. And Joey knew it. He knew he was getting to her.
He could feel the first thrusts of her lower stomach, as she automatically began to respond.
It was one of the loveliest thing a man or woman could take off a woman.
The break down of their defenses.
Now, the room was filled with the sound of his oral attack on Carla's pussy.
"Jesus... I'm going to... I'm going to... ooohhh.
Joey redoubled his efforts.
He wanted her to come over his fingers...
And she did.
She let go a torrent of her spendings, met with a special eagerness by Joey's tongue.
"Good... goood... it's sooo good... " Carla cooed as she felt herself spending, unable to hold back any longer... unable to resist the way she was feeling...
And then, as she spent, and continued to spend, she could feel it coming out of her pussy and dripping down to her asshole, where her juices were immediately and hungrily sucked up by Joey.
He was so incredible...
Such a good lover...
She couldn't believe it...
Especially for a woman.
No woman she'd ever known had worked on her like that...
But Joey was a star, she told herself. And stars were different.
It took quite a bit of time before she was able to bring herself down...
And then, finally, she was lying there trying to catch her breath...
It was all so good... so fucking good...
And she was ready to have his mouth off her ass and his fingers out of her pussy...
Joey got up on his knees...
"Did you like that... "
"Oh... you know it... "
"And did it feel good... "
Carla smiled. "It felt great... "
Joey took the fingers that had been buried in her pussy and passed them under her nose.
"You like it?"
She took a heavy whiff with her nose. "I do... I like it very much... "
"Good... "
He pushed his fingers into her mouth.
At first, she seemed a little startled by this, but that soon passed, as she was able to get into what was being asked of her.
She was supposed to suck on them.
To clean off the taste and the excess juices of her own pussy.
Now, as she did so, she was licking at them eager with her tongue.
"Mmmmm... " she sighed. "I really like it... "
"You should," Joey said... "It's your own pussy you're tasting... "
And then, finally, it was time to start makeup.
Carla was Joey's special make-up person. She knew just how to handle some of Joey's "problems... "
Like the slight stubble of her mustache.
It was hormones, Joey explained.
And she couldn't shave it, because it always seemed to grow back darker.
So it was up to Carla to make sure the makeup was blended in just right.
Now, as she worked it on her face, she smiled down at Joey.
"You know, someday... I'd like to kiss you... there... "
Joey looked up at her.
Carla was blushing furiously.
He smiled at her.
"Maybe someday you will, darling... " It was funny and it made him laugh. "What's so funny... "
"Nothing... "
How could he begin to explain to her... how could he tell her what was on his mind... what was going on...
He couldn't... not really... there was no way he could really begin to tell her... without risking losing her.
And she was so good... she was one of the best assistants he'd ever had... she was one he really liked... so why risk it.
Better to play cute and coy, then to blow it on a blowjob.
He smiled at her, and she continued to make him look gorgeous.
Then it was time for the rehearsal.
They were doing a scene in a bar.
She was supposed to be picked up by a good-looking young stud, and go off with him, now realizing his intentions were less than honorable.
God, she thought to herself.
Life imitates art in so many ways.
The scene was rehearsed a couple of times, and then they put it on tape.
She was so good at it.
She was a natural.
No one doubted her acting abilities for a seconds.
They loved the way she played... the way she was able to get it all down, usually in one take.
And the young stud she was playing with... Jake.
Jake was one of the hotter rising stars of the soap opera circuit.
Joey couldn't help it.
She was really attracted to him.
She liked everything about him.
The way he walked, and the way he talked... and the way he moved.
And that bulge in his pants.
She bet that he knew how to handle that thing. The scene began. She was by the bar.
"Hey, sweetie, I'd like to show you... some of my new furniture... "
"Well, how do I know I can trust you... "
"Come on... with a face like mine? You can trust me... believe me... " She giggled.
Maybe she could, at that. Who knew...
But now, she had to go back with him... back to another place, where she was alone... and risk having her sex taken...
"I think... I have to think about it... "
The camera came in for a close-up as the music came up and out.
"Cut," the director yelled.
"That's it for today... "
At last.
Joey was about to get back to her dressing room, when Jake stopped her. "Nice scene... "
"Thanks, handsome... "
"Why don't we play it out the way it was written... "
She looked at him and smiled. "I surely don't know what you mean... "
"I bet you do... "
There was silence for a couple of seconds.
"I bet I could show you a real good time... "
He handed her a piece of paper. "There's my address... be there tonight at nine... "
Before Joey could say no... and he really wasn't sure he wanted to, Jake was gone.
She put the paper in her pocket.
And was back in her dressing room with Carla.
"You were wonderful today... "
"Thanks... "
"You're such a good actress... " Joey smiled. She should only know... "And the way you two worked together... he's really good looking, isn't he... " He sure is...
Now, finally, it was past six. And time for them to go. "I'll see you tomorrow," Joey said to Carla as he left.
He squeezed her hand. "All of you... "
And then she was out of there.
Down the stairs and out the door.
She was making it over to where she had to be.
Her own home!
She was inside at last, and stripping off all her clothes.
She drew herself a hot bath and got right in. She needed this.
She needed to soak it all out of her.
And then she remembered the note. Could she risk it?
Her rule was a hard and fast one. No sex with men from the show.
It was too risky.
But he was so cute...
He was really so cute...
And she needed that bulge in his pants.
So, in spite of everything she believed, she felt herself getting out of the bath and into some clothes.
She was going to pay him a little visit...
She was going to say hello to the man... in the best possible way.
She was downstairs and hailing a cab.
His address was downtown, in the village.
No problem.
She waved down a cab, and then she was out of there...
She arrived precisely at nine.
Taking a deep breath, and promising herself to be very careful, she rank Jake's bell.
He buzzed back almost immediately.
Well, she told herself, he had a lot of confidence.
He was expecting her, all right.
Joey went through the downstairs door, and then took the loft up to the place where Jake was waiting.
He stepped out of the elevator and was greeted by the man.
"Hi," Jake said, in a silken robe.
He smiled and handed Joey a drink. Champagne.
"Hi," Joey said, smiling.
"I'm glad you could make it... "
"So am I... "
"I've had my eye on you for a long time... "
"Really?"
"You know I have... " Joey smiled.
She sipped her champagne... "Well, I have to admit, you were very seductive on the set today... "
"I have my reasons... "
"You do?"
"Sure... sometimes things aren't always what they seem... "
Joey became just a little uneasy.
"What do you mean... "
"This bulge in my pants... "
He opened his robe, and showed Joey his jockeys.
There was that bulge again.
Now, though, he reached in and pulled out... a thick scarf!
"Wow," Joey said. "A falsie, you were wearing a falsie, but why... "
"Because," Jake said, smiling... "Things aren't always what they seem, remember? I have no cock... "
And with that, he spread open his robe all the way and pulled his shorts down. My God, Joey thought. Jake's a woman!
CHAPTER FOUR
Joey couldn't get over it. This was a new twist. He was a she! Just as she, Joey, was a he. She threw her head back and started to roar with laughter.
"Well," Jake said, smiling, "What's so funny... haven't you ever seen a woman's pussy before... "
Joey shook his head and put his hands in front of him.
"Oh yeah, I've seen one before... I've seen lots... it's just that... it's just... "
"Come on, let me in on it... "
"Well... you have everyone fooled... you're the romantic leading man... "
Jake laughed again.
"Yeah... I know... "
After they finished the first blush of laughing, Jake put his hands on Joey's shoulder... "Now, I still want you to kiss it... "
With that, he spread open his legs, and exposed his thick, hairy bush, as he leaned back on his sofa.
Joey went down on her knees.
Even though she'd eaten out Carla that morning, she still had a taste for pussy.
It was the kind of thing that stayed with you.
Now, he was working up his friend... really loving the way she tasted...
He was getting off on her maleness that was disguised now as a feminine kind of look.
"Yeah... baby... eat it... eat my slit... "
Joey was working his tongue in as far as he could get it... loving the thick, syrupy taste of his pussy...
It was so good... so fucking good... so rich and delicious...
He was going to make her come... he was going to make her spend her juices.
It was obvious...
There was no way that Jake, or whatever her real name was, was going to be able to resist...
Now, as she continued to lick and suck, the sighs and moans from Jake's mouth were music to her fucking ears.
"Yes... oooh... that's... that's... so good... so good... "
And then, finally, as Jake began to spend, she could taste it in her mouth... she could taste it as the juices filled her up.
She was lapping eagerly, on her hands and knees, until she had him completely dry, and she was feeling her hands on her ears.
"Now, baby, stand up... I wan to do you... "
This was the moment Joey'd been waiting for. She was going to turn the tables now, and do a little number of her own.
She was going to show Jake that two could play this very interesting game.
She began by slowly standing, and spreading her legs.
Jake went to put his arms around her waist, but she pushed her back.
"No... you can't touch... no just yet... you have to watch first... you have to watch the show... "
Now, she was slowly taking her clothes off, letting them fall away as she did so...
She was loving the look in Jake's eyes...
"I can't wait to see your pussy," she said softly, licking her lips as her mouth watered up.
"I bet... I bet you can't... "
And now she was down to her panties.
And it was evident to Jake that something wasn't quite right.
Oh, the garter belt and stockings... that was lovely... and the high heeled shoes, who could argue with that...
But the rest of it...
There was something wrong...
There was something wrong here...
What was that lump in her pants...
Before he as able to say anything, Joey thrust her hips right up to her face, and took Jake's hands in hers.
"Now, baby, I want you to strip off my panties... come on... help me get out of them... "
Jake put her hands on the silken jobs and slowly worked them down.
He was an expert at pulling down panties. It was one of his favorite pastimes... a hobbyist, if you like...
Now, though, he got the shock of his life... at least as equal to the one he'd laid on Joey only a short suck ago...
For Joey was no girl!
His fat, hard cock flew up into Jake's face... "No... "
Now it was Joey's turn to laugh.
It was all so confusing...
What began as a seduction ended up as just that... a seduction... only all the roles were out of whack...
Now, as they both stood there... Joey put his hands on Jake's smooth cheek.
"Come on baby... you have to suck it... "
"But... but I thought... I thought you were... "
"I know what you thought... but I'm not... and there's nothing you can do about it, is there... nothing... you have to kiss it and suck it now... just like I did you... "
Joey looked deep into Jake's eyes.
He knew it wasn't going to be easy.
Jake was a reverse dresser.
That meant that he was a woman who tried to be a man, because he loved other women.
A very rare breed.
But now, he was going to have to deal with his fern side... the side that usually didn't come out...
He was going to have to let it out, though... let it all hang out...
Because he was going to have to suck cock now...
That was the only way it was going to go.
He reached up with his soft, delicate hands, and took it in his fingers.
"There," Joey said to Jake, stroking the side of his, er, her face... "It feels good in your fingers, doesn't it... "
"Yes... "
"You can feel it pumping, can't you... "
"Yes... I can... "
"Kiss the head... "
Jake swallowed. It had been so long... so long since he'd had a cock to deal with.
Now, he lowered his mouth and started to lick, very lightly, at the end of it... letting his tongue just graze along the peehole.
Joey put his head back.
"Jesus... that's so... that's so good... "
"I know... I know it is... "
And then, Jake parted his moist, wet lips, and took in a good four inches.
"OOhhhh... "
Joey was loving the way Jake was getting in to it.
He knew it must have been a rare treat for him to have to suck cock... but there was nothing he could do about that now...
This was the best cure in the world...
Now, as he felt the hot lips working on him, he really had to lie back... or down some where... because he was losing his footing...
Suddenly, Jake pulled his mouth off and stood up...
"I think we have to go to the bedroom... " He took Joey by the hand and led him to the bedroom in the rear.
It was a big, black room, with only one dim light.
Before he could say or do anything, Joey found himself on the bed, having Jake all over him, ripping off the rest of his own and then Joey's clothes...
"Let's get totally naked," he said, and Joey had to agree that was an excellent idea.
Now, as they both lay like that, Jake exposed as the woman he really was, and Joey exposed as the biggest of men, they put their arms around each other and kissed.
And what a kiss.
All the while their lips were together, Joey reached down and felt the hot, dripping pussy of his new friend... his new leading "man" while Jake stroked Joey's cock.
"Lie back," Jake said.
Joey did as he was told.
He could feel his cock being taken in Jake's hand, stroked and petted, and made to feel, oh, so good...
"That's incredible... use your tongue... use your tongue... "
Jake was eager to please.
He licked all along the tender slit, and then, when he didn't think he could hold off any longer, he went for Joey's balls.
They were sweet and hairless.
Joey had taken the precaution, as always, to have his balls waxed.
It was a painful process... but well worth it. He loved the way it felt when the hair was pulled away.
He loved the feel, that sexual tug, that was so good...
Now, as he lay back, and felt the warm hands all over him, Jake once more put his mouth back on Joey's cock.
He moved his head up and down slowly, each time able to take a little more in...
Joey squirmed beneath him, loving the feel and the touch and the stroke of his mouth.
He knew he was rapidly juicing up and getting ready for a real coming...
He was going to spend so good... he was going to come in Jake's mouth.
Faster and faster he could feel Jake's lips working his cock.
"Aaahh... I'm going to... I'm going to... "
And then, Jake reached down with two fingers to the base of Joey's cock, and grabbed it very, very tight, holding it until the moment passed, preventing Joey from climaxing...
"What... what are you... doing... " Joey said, writhing and twisting in that strange clutch of agony and ecstasy combined.
"Not yet... I don't want you to come yet... "
It was several seconds before he was able to calm down.
Now, there was a slightly painful feeling, as he felt himself really having to come... He needed it...
He needed it so badly... He just had to come... He had to feel it again... Somehow...
"Please... please... I need it... " Jake looked at him.
"Lie back... and put your hands above your head... "
Joey did as he was asked.
Now, the naked and lovely Jake was straddling him... putting her thighs on either side of his, and coming down strong...
He let the tip of the cock graze his pussy...
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you... I'm going to fuck you so good... "
"God... "
"Yeah, baby... "
And now, he was lowering himself, slowly... lowering himself so he could feel it coming on to him... And up him. And in him...
"That's sooo... good... " Jake said, as he had Joey all the way up his pussy.
Joey would have preferred being in his ass, but he wasn't about to complain.
He was too far gone... he needed to come too badly.
"God... " he moaned, tossing his head from side to side as he felt the hot hands of Jake roaming all over his body. "Does it... feel good, baby... "
"God... "
"Come on... tell me... does it feel good... "
"You know... you know it feels good... "
And now, he was moving his hips up, meeting every downward motion of Jake's pussy with an upward thrust of his own cock.
And he was coming!
"Yes... oh yes... oh... yes yes yes... "
He was sighing and moving and breathing heavily, and reaching up and grabbing Jake's hard, nubile tits...
And giving him all his load.
"Yes, baby... that's so... that's so good... "
Now, finally, after it was all over, Jake slowly lifted his pussy off Joey's cock...
And slid up on his body.
He put his dripping vulva right on Joey's lips, and held hid head firmly in place while he made the star eat out his own cum.
"That's right... baby... lick it all out... lick it clean... "
It was an incredible feeling...
To be eaten out that way...
And it was fabulous for Joey also... to taste his own cum...
Mixed with the sugar sweetness of Jake's pussy... And now, finally, they were finished, for the moment, each reaching for cigarettes to relax... "God," Joey said. "That was really something... "
"Yes... "
"It's funny... I'm a woman trapped in a man's body... "
"And what a body... "
"Thank you... and you're a man... trapped in a woman's body... "
Now they both laughed.
"There is one thing," she said. Jake, that is.
"Name it... "
Joey was feeling... benevolent.
"I don't think it would be a good idea if anyone at the show knew... that I wasn't the all American male... if you know what I mean... "
Joey knew.
It was his sentiment, exactly.
So they made a pact.
They would keep each other's secret.
Now, though, it was time to get moving.
Joey had an early shoot again the next day.
"I'm afraid I have to leave... "
"All ready?"
"I have an early shoot... and so do you... "
"Yeah, I guess... "
Joey got dressed slowly, and met Jake in the front room, where they had a nightcap.
"So," Jake said... "I'm saving up for the operation... I'm going to have a permanent prosthesis attached... using the same skin that's on my pussy... and then I'll be able to fuck like a real man... "
"You're not doing so badly, as it is... "
"I know... "
"But I can understand what you're saying... "
"You can?"
"Of course... another two years on the soap and I'll be independently wealthy... and then I'm going to have the same operation... only they're going to take my prick off and make me into a real pussy.
"A real shame... a cock like yours... "
Joey laughed.
"Wouldn't it be a trip if they could take my cock and put it on your pussy?"
"It certainly would solve a lot of problems... "
"It certainly would... "
"And I'd be proud to wear your prick... "
"And I'd love for you to fuck me... "
They embraced, and then it was time for Joey to leave.
For real.
He went to the door and was out of there.
He hailed a cab and headed uptown.
It was quite an evening.
Who would ever have thought...
He amended that.
Who ever thinks...
Who takes the time.
If he had, he would have realized, long before this evening, that there were so many like himself... so many that had the same problem.
Sometimes the body was a prison... sometimes a gorgeous, well built prison...
It was one of the things that drove him crazy.
Only as a woman was he able to get any kind of satisfaction.
Only as a woman...
He got out of the cab, paid the driver and went up to his apartment.
He wasn't quite ready to go to sleep yet. He needed another drink. One more drink. That would do it.
He poured himself a vodka and looked in the mirror. His face.
He needed his beauty sleep.
He had another big shoot in the morning.
He got out of his clothes, and carefully laid them out for the next day.
He got into bed, under the covers when the phone rang.
Damn!
It was always something.
He went to answer it.
He had to. It might be important.
"Hello... "
"Joey. "Yes... "
"It's... it's Carla... "Carla... "
"Can I come over?"
"Now? It's kind of late... "
"I know, but I have to see you... "
Uh-h, Joey thought to herself. It never fails. It never fails when you make it with another woman. They always have that emotional thing.
But now, since Carla knew her secret, and since she did care so much for her assistant, she didn't see how she couldn't have her come over...
"All right... come on... but be careful... and don't take too long... "
The phone went dead in her hands.
She got back up, put a silk robe around her shoulders, made herself another drink, turned on the music softly in the background and waited.
She wasn't sure for what.
And she didn't have long to wait.
There was a knock on her door.
She went to it..
"Who is it... "
"It's me... Carla."
Joey turned the locks and let her assistant in.
"What's up... "
"Can I have a drink... "
"Sure... "
She made a martini for Carla. "I... I... just feel so funny... I can't be alone tonight... "
"That's it... "
Carla shook her head yes.
It was the kind of thing that was supposed to be endearing, Joey knew, but not at this hour.
Still, Carla looked lovely.
"Come on, get out of those clothes...
Carla stripped down to her Vegas-gorgeous body.
Now, she crawled into the bed with Joey, and got under the covers.
"I just had... such a great time with you this morning... "
Joey was going to have to explain to her that that was this morning, and that couldn't go on all the time...
It would be explained... it would all be explained... in good time...
However, this wasn't the time and this wasn't the place.
And she had to admit that it felt good to have a body next to hers...
A nice, warm, nubile body.
She didn't even mind when she felt Carla's head resting on her shoulder.
Or her hand taking her cock.
And that's the way they fell asleep... just like that...
Now, as the morning came bursting through the window, it was time for them to move...
Joey had to admit, once again, this was a great way to wake up.
Because Carla had gotten up earlier, and was now sucking on his cock.
A wonderful way to come awake.
He looked down and smiled.
Carla was working on it with a lot of heavy intensity...
And then, finally, she took it out of her mouth... "Noo... "
"I'll finish you at the studio... I promise... first chance I get... "
She was such a wonderful assistant, Joey told herself.
Always looking out for her.
Not wanting her to be late.
Now, as they ran downstairs, they were throwing lines back and forth.
Even as they hailed a cab.
And all the way in the back seat, as they drove to the studio.
It was going to be another long day.
And she had two scenes with Jake.
That should be fun, she told herself.
Lotsa, lotsa fun!
CHAPTER FIVE
It was a particularly grueling day. First off, there were all these new sexual tensions that Joey wasn't used to. There was the eye contact with Jake every two seconds, it seemed, an eye contact she could live without.
And there was Carla.
Carla was having these emotional hemorrhages, it seemed, every two seconds. It was just like her.
She knew that once she invited Carla for a little playing, she'd react.. Just like a woman... something that Joey could live without.
And then, there were the rehearsals.
The endless rehearsals.
And the screw-ups.
Always the screw-ups.
And the re-taping.
By the time the day came to a close, she'd turned down invitations by both of them.
Joey just wanted to be alone.
She hopped into a cab before anyone realized she was even gone, and headed for the other side of town.
The east side.
She wanted to get into her apartment, change her clothes, and then maybe go out and have herself a good time.
Damn it, she deserved it.
She deserved to have some fun... for a change, on her own.
She put on her hottest dress, a black skintight slink job, and began to wonder if indeed she wasn't the hottest woman in New York.
Now, as she continued to gather herself together, she also began to feel better.
It was the clothes, she was sure.
And the martini she was drinking...
And the joint she was smoking... that didn't hurt either.
Thank God for pot, she told herself. Everyone needed something to cool them out. Everyone. Even her.
Now, she gave herself one final once-over, and took herself downtown, to the club scene.
She was going to go to the Palladium, that new number over on fourteenth street, and try out the wares.
She walked in, and once there, she knew immediately she chosen correctly.
The place was teeming, with the most beautiful numbers in town!
And they were hitting on her, left and right, men and women.
She had no trouble getting in, even though it was the peak hours.
Her fame and familiar face did have some good purposes after all.
They did allow her to come and go in these places... without any hassles.
She liked that.
"Right this way, Miss Hawkins," the doorman said when he'd let her in.
Now, in the private Mike Todd room, where most of the celebs hung out, she was letting her eyes wander.
She was in the mood for a hunk.
Something really good looking, with very little gray matter.
Not that it mattered. But she just didn't want to be hassled. She just wanted to go out and fuck. And that was all...
Which she was able to accomplish without too much trouble.
His name was Bill, she thought he said.
Not that that mattered either.
But he was big, an obvious weightlifter, in peak condition.
And he knew how to please her.
She was sure of that.
There'd be no problem getting pleased.
And then, when it was time for them to leave, he asked if she'd like to see hi weight room.
Joey giggled.
"Sure," she said.
She was tipsy from the drinks she'd had, and happy for it.
Loose, she was much more fun, she decided, then tight.
And she was very, very loose.
Now, on Bill's big arm, she was able to make it out of there, and into a car and on her way to wherever...
Wherever turned out to be The Heights.
Brooklyn Heights.
She'd taken a vow many years ago never to step foot in Brooklyn.
A vow that she meant to keep, if at all possible.
Now, though, it seemed that indeed, she wasn't going to be able to do that...
She was going to have to take a little detour from her vows.
It happened that way sometimes.
So she held her breath while they crossed into the land across the river.
Bill had a little brownstone, and that suited her just fine.
She knew just where she wanted to go... just where she wanted to be. In his bed.
She got in, and before Bill could make any kind of a move, she was making take his clothes off. Helping him, too.
"That's right, baby... let's see those pecs... " He smiled.
He obviously liked to show his body off.
Now, as he gave her a first-class tour of his upper torso, he realized how much he was enjoying showing off...
And Joey was loving it.
"You're that actress," Bill said.
Joey smiled.
"Sometimes... if you know what I mean... " And of course, he didn't...
How could he.
Now, he was down to his shorts. His micro-shorts.
They were the smallest bikinis she'd ever seen. Smaller even than Carla's. And the lump in his pants, she knew, was no stocking stuffer. It was the real thing. The real McCoy. The whole enchilada.
She looked at it and her mouth started to water. "Go on," she said to him... "You can take that off also... "
"First you... " This was it.
He wanted her to do a little stripping. What the hell.
She put some music on, and began a slow, sinuous dance, the kind that always got the guys crazy.
And in the dim light, as she began to take it off, she could feel his eyes burning into her.
She a love top, and she let the front of her dress fall forward, so that the rest of it was being held up by her hips.
Like that, it was a simple and pleasurable thing for her to show off her tits. She had some pair. The finest money could buy! And they were made of that new material, the kind that was so flexible... and so well suited for the new woman!
She put her hands underneath them and thrust them toward his face.
"You like them? You like them baby?"
He smiled.
He liked them.
A lot...
"Kiss them... kiss them for me... "
He smiled and put his big arms around her, lowering his head as they danced, slowly, to the sensual music.
Now, he left a trail of kisses, from her neck right down to her waiting titties...
"That's right... give them a kiss... give them a great big kiss... yeah... oh God... yeah... that's right... that's so right... "
He was kissing and sucking at them, letting his lips tighten around each one, then drawing them tighter and tighter to her mouth, until she thought she was going to go out of her mind...
She was loving it... loving the way it felt... and she knew that she was going to have to give in to him...
In to anything he might want to do to her. To him.
To her and/or him...
Sometimes all of this was so confusing to her! But not to the hard-on she had.
Not the damn hard-on that was going to give everything away...
Especially as Bill here was starting to reach over and do a little grabbing.
Of pussy.
Or so he thought.
Imagine his surprise when he felt the lump there. "What the... "
"Easy, big boy... it's just a little something I carry around... it has it's moments... "
Now, she took off the rest of her dress and let it fall.
And there, in full view, was her cock!
Or his cock, if you prefer.
Bill stared, with his mouth open and his jaw down to his knees.
"What... what's going on... "
"Nothing, baby... you know I'm going to fuck you, don't you... "
"I don't... I don't... "
"Get on that bed, baby, and let me do my thing... " Bill was nothing but a big baby... That much was obvious.
He had a certain charm, a certain come-on innocence, and perhaps that's why he didn't object when Joey now seized him by the shoulders and started to strip his clothes off.
It was an incredible scene.
He let his clothes seem to fall away.
And his big prick was standing at attention.
"I... I... "
"Just lie back, baby... and let me suck that thing... "
She now made sure that Bill was lying on his back, that incredible chest of his slowly heaving...
Now, as she let her hands go to his cock and balls, she watched his face as it creamed over with ecstasy.
"That's... that's so good... "
"Yeah, baby... I know... "
She was kissing all around it, without really putting her lips on the things.
She gave the tip a little kiss, and then began to work her way down, to the cock itself... that hard, glorious cock...
It was an incredible picture.
Now, Joey got up and straddled his new partner.
He did it in such a way that both their pricks were sticking up next to each other...
And then, Joey used each of her hands to grab the cocks, one in each.
"Jesus... "
"Yeah baby... "
She was going to jerk off each of them, herself and Bill, both at the same time...
And she was going to see which of them came first...
It was the kind of game she enjoyed playing.
The kind of game that made it fun to be both a man and a woman. And Bill was not going to stop her. No way.
He was enjoying it way too much. He watched, his eyes wide open, as his own dick was starting to be jerked back and forth. And hers was also!
"I want you to... come with me... " she said to him... "I want you to come... "
And with that, she increased the speed and the intensity of her masturbatory rhythms.
It was really something... the way she did it... with the rhythm that she was using... she was showing him a thing or two... that was for sure...
Now, she felt her own balls constricting.
She let go of his cock, and he took a gasp.
She reached over for Bill's hand, and took it and put in on his own balls.
And then she took his other one and made him take hers!
He was a little hesitant about that...
But she made sure that he did it anyway...
He took his balls, finally, and squeezed them, and Joey's too.
"That's a good boy... that's a very good boy... "
Now, she began once again to jerk both of them off.
It was magnificent.
There was no other way to say it...
And as she did so, she knew that they were both going to come... at the same time.
"Yeah, baby... yeah... let me see it... let me see it coming... "
And then, finally, she began to shoot!
And at the fist spurt, she could feel Bill's hands cupping her balls, squeezing them, making him come... all over...
It was such a good feeling...
She couldn't believe it...
And then, just as it began, Bill shot his own load.
They were arcing, like two fountains, all over each other... shooting their stuff... making it come...
It was quite a sight...
It was quite a feeling.
Finally, it was finished.
Joey leaned over and began to suck Bill's cock, to make sure that she got every drop. "Oohhh... "
Bill moaned and groaned. And then, Joey got up.
"Well, I think you got what you wanted," she said to him.
He didn't respond.
But there was this real cute smile of contentment on his face.
It was a really nice way to end the evening. "Where you going," Bill said, when he could finally find his voice...
"I have to go... early day tomorrow... "
"I wish you would stay... "
"I do too... but if I did, then I wouldn't get anything done, would I... "
"No... I guess not... "
"So I'll have to go... "
"But... what about tomorrow night... "
"What about it, sugar... "
"Am I going to see you again?"
Joey laughed as she adjusted the seams of her stockings...
"Of course not... "
Bill seemed a bit disappointed by that.
"Think of it this way, sugar... once is a great memory... twice is a great memory ruined... "
She liked that.
She'd try to remember that.
Now, she was back out in the cool evening air.
She felt much better.
Much better than she had all that day.
There was something about fucking that really could pick her up.
And as long as she could fuck every day, she would always be in good spirits.
Even if she had no idea when she was going to be able to have that operation.
With her schedule on the show, there was no telling when she was going to be able to get away.
And that was too bad.
It was something she really needed.
She tried to not even think about what it would be like to have a cunny, a sweet, hot cunny instead of a hard cock like the one he had...
And of course, she'd be a real woman then... a one hundred percent woman...
It was something she really coveted...
But not for now. for now, she had to concentrate on her work. She had to be content with being half a woman and half a man.
She was home, and in bed. And of course, the phone rang. Only this time, she didn't pick it up. What was the point?
She was up the next morning, feeling quite refreshed.
She was at the studio by seven, with Carla, who was waiting for her.
"Hi," she said to her secretary as she came through the door.
"Hi," Carla said.
"Now look, we have to get something straight here... "
Carla looked up with her big doe eyes.
"You can't get into an emotional thing... if you do than you're no longer of any use to me... do you understand what I'm telling you... "
"Yes... "
Carla looked away.
"I mean, we won't be able to have any fun if you don't loosen up... "
"I'm sorry... I just didn't think... "
"That's the whole thing... don't think... "
And then Joey went to her drawer.
She was going to have to do something about this.
She had her vibrator handy.
Her long twelve inch job.
"All right," she said to Carla, pointing to her hem. "Lift that skirt... "
Carla's eyes stared at the vibrator. "What's, that... "
"It's a vibrator, silly... Now lift it... "
Carla's eyes widened. And then her hands slowly went to her hem, and lifted it.
"Get on the sofa... "
Carla did as she was told.
Joey went on his knees, and made Carla spread her legs...
"Now... I'm going to make you feel a whole lot better, and when I do, I want you to stay that way... "
Carla had a funny, embarrassed smile on her face.
"What... what are you going... to... do... "
She didn't have to wait long.
The telltale buzz of the vibrator told her all that she wanted to know.
Joey was an expert with it.
He used his hands to find Carla's clitoris, and then as soon as she did, she put the tip of the vibrator, on high of course, right on it and let it start to do it's thing.
"OOOHHH... AAAAHHH... OOOHHH... "
Carla was moving that hot body of hers in every possible way...
It was really driving her crazy... starting to make her shake her hips...
Her tongue was out of her mouth, moving all around... as if she were sucking pussy herself!
And then Joey took it right off the clit!
"NO... DON'T... "
And then, when she knew that Carla couldn't take it anymore, she put it right back on the girl's sweet, hot clitty, and let it work itself up...
It was so good...
She kept on taking it off and putting it back on... "That's right, baby... " she said, "That's right... " And now, Carla's hips were moving quickly. She was putting on quite a show... Quite a show of what she looked like when she fucked.
And then she began to spend.
She sent down a hot spray of her pussy...
A very hot spray!
It was glorious!
Joey made her come, and come and come. Finally, when she felt that Carla had had enough, he took it off her clitty.
"There," she said. "I think that should cheer you up."
Carla now had a big smile on her face.
"So, I think you should try to stay this way for awhile, if you know what I mean... I think you should try to stay happy... "
"I will... I'm sure... "
Joey put the vibrator back in her drawer, and then locked the drawer.
It was matter of necessity.
If she didn't lock it, she knew, there would be no vibrator left!
It was that kind of reality.
"Now, let's get some make-up going."
There was no question. Carla was beside herself, feeling better than ever...
It was clear that her troubles had only been temporary...
And that was good.
Now, Joey could concentrate on other things. Like learning her new lines and going over her blocking.
It was toward the end of the week, and Joey was looking forward to the weekend.
She needed a couple of days away from the shop At least.
CHAPTER SIX
If Joey thought it was going to be a breeze, flying through this Friday, she had another think coming. Quite another think.
For one thing, there was a note waiting for her on the set.
From the producer. Grace McQueen.
She wanted to see Joey in her office after the morning rehearsal.
Jesus, Joey thought to herself. What could Grace want.
She went through the morning without a hitch, and then, instead of going out for lunch, she reported to Grace's office.
She stopped by her secretary's desk.
"Miss McQueen will see you now," the secretary said, sending Joey in.
She went inside and there was Grace, behind her desk.
"Come in, sweetheart," she said. "I've been meaning to have this conversation with you... "
"Yes... "
"Your contract is up for renegotiation... "
"It is?"
"Yes... I just received word from your agent and our network that we have to come to some kind of new understanding, and fast... "
"Sounds good... "
"How much is a raise worth to you... "
"I'm not sure I know what you mean... "
"I think you do... "
This was starting to get a little too cute. "Look, I'm not sure I understand what's on your mind.
"This... " Grace said.
The long, leggy blonde slid her rolling chair away from the desk. "You see this?"
She gestured to her legs. "Yes... "
"Well, take a look at this... " And now, she lifted her skirt over her thighs, all the way up to her waist... "Miss McQueen... "
"Don't worry, Joey... I won't tell your secret... "
"My secret... "
"The word is all over... you're a lesbian... and that's fine with me... as long as you give me what I want from your tongue... and then I can give your agent what he wants on our contract... "
Joey had to hold herself back from laughing.
Another perfect plot!
Another one who thought she had all the answers. It was just too funny...
But now, she had no qualms about giving her producer a little head. Why the hell not?
She always admired the good looking woman, who seemed to be Jerry Hall's double.
For a long time she'd had it in the back of her mind to give her a little head.
So why not now?
And why not for a good contract... She'd just have to be careful not to... expose the downside of her operation. She'd have to keep her prick private! But she was an old hand at that.
She could handle that with no sweat. She got down on her hands and knees, and gave Grace a little show. "Do I have to? Do I have to go down on you... "
"Yes... "
"Do I have to lick your pussy... "
"It won't be that bad... you've eaten pussy before... "
Joey was blushing.
This was an academy award performance! Now, she put her hot hands on grace's spread thighs.
Grace was wearing those lovely, sweet crotchless panties that were so good for giving head.
Holding Grace's thighs apart, and still on her knees, Joey began to use her tongue.
She licked all up and down the hot, wispy pussy...
It was sweet and sticky... just the way she liked it...
"Put your tongue inside... "
"Do I have to... " Joey was playing it superbly... "Yes... you have to... you have to put your tongue all the way up... "Like this... "
And with that, she pushed it all the way in, between the lips, letting it dangle there for awhile before wiggling it all around...
It was delicious, and she loved the way it felt...
Now, as she continued to suck, she let one hand snake around her producer's thigh, and used to fingers to spread the lips apart.
"God... "
"Yes... so good... "
And with all the pink exposed to her, it was a simple thing to get her tongue buried inside, all the way in... deep...
She loved it!
She loved eating out Grace.
She spread her cunny and put her own lips as deep up into her as she could.
And then, with a stiff tongue, she proceeded to give her producer the best head she ever got!
Grace couldn't believe it!
It was better than she ever thought it was going to be!
It was so good she slowly brought her legs back, bending them at the knees, and bringing them to her chest.
"Yes... aaaahhh... ooohhh... "
"Mmmmmffff... "
"It's so... good... so good... "
Now, while she still licked and sucked, and wiggled her tongue, with all the skills of an expert, she took two of her fingers and gently but firmly put them in the girl's pussy...
"OOOHHHH... "
It was really driving Grace crazy!
She hadn't had this kind of head in... well, the truth was, never...
Her legs were up against her chest now, and she was fully exposed...
She couldn't believe how Joey loved pussy...
It was funny...
She ate it so good, with just enough roughness it was like a guy!
Only men knew how to eat pussy like this...
She was so unique, this Joey, Grace thought... she makes love like a man, yet she's a beautiful woman...
No wonder she was a star...
"OOOHHH... YOU'RE DRIVING
ME.. CRAZY.. JUST.. OOOHHH... "
Now, Joey increased the speed of her tongue, and started to bite down on the clit, as she pulled her tongue out.
"I'm going to... I'm going to... "
"Yes... "
Now, Joey was using her fingers, keeping them buried deep in Grace's pussy. "You like it... "
"Oh, God... I love... it... "
"Are you going to come for me... "
"Yes... "
"I can't hear you... "
"Oohhhh... "
"Come on... come on... tell me... "
"I'm going to come... I'm going to come... "
"That's right... let me have it... let me... "
And now, Grace was spending... sending her juices squirting out of her pussy... washing Joey's face with it...
It was so incredible... it was the greatest head she'd ever gotten.
Now, though, she wanted more...
She wanted to eat Joey...
She gently pulled her actress up, to a standing position and went for her dress... to lift it... to lift it over her head...
"Let me... "
"No... "
Joey reached down and held on to the hands of her producer. Grace looked up. "What's the matter."
"I..I... can't... "
Grace laughed and then started to reach for it again.
"You don't have to play hard to get with me... it's all right... really... "
"No," she said again... "I can't... "
Now, Grace leaned back, a look of real rejection on her face. "What's the matter... I thought... I thought you... "
"I do... whatever you thought... I do... "
"Than why... "
Joey had to think fast. She couldn't have her producer knowing what was happening... she just couldn't risk that.
Although she did know that it would feel so good if it did somehow become possible.
She'd make Grace suck the shit out of her cock... the second best thing to having a real pussy that could be sucked...
Now, though, she had to back away and offer some kind of excuse...
"What's the problem," Grace said, getting a hold of herself now, and becoming more the cold business person.
"I... I... I'm having my period... "
Grace's face melted.
"I see... I understand... come here... "
Now, Grace got up and came over to Joey, slipping her hand around her waist and holding her like that.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you uptight... when it's over, you and I will... will seal our new con tract... and I promise you it'll be a lucrative one... "
"Thank you," Joey said.
They kissed one more time, and then she was out of there.
She couldn't believe it. It was a very close call. She had to be more careful than that... There was just too much here at risk.
This was more than her sex life that was at stake.
There was her livelihood!
Joey was released early that day, as the remainder of the scenes to be shot didn't have her character in any of them.
And to tell the truth, she couldn't wait to get the hell out of there.
She wasn't into those kinds of close calls.
She needed something to cheer her up.
Shopping.
That was always good. Shopping for shoes.
She'd take herself out on Fifth Avenue and buy herself a pair of new shoes. That would do it.
So, she was out of the studio, telling Carla to have a nice weekend, and soon found herself walking along the world famous Fifth Avenue, the longest shoe mall in America!
It was wonderful, and relaxing. The sun was shining, it was a brisk, bright day, and there were lots of people all over the place.
The beautiful people.
The upper crust of New York, the ones who were able to stroll up and down the avenue...
And then, she saw the most lovely pair of shoes in one window...
They were black spike heel jobs... with spikes at least two inches high.
She giggled as she stared at them.
Now, how could anybody really walk in something like that, she thought to herself.
Then she answered her own question. You didn't wear them on a twenty mile hike. It was more a... fantasy showcase shoe!
It was the kind of you wore when you... were... dominating someone, maybe.
She giggled again.
She wondered what it would be like to make the salesperson sweat. That was it.
She'd go in and find out. She walked in the store.
The lobby was very big, with chairs lined up all over the place.
There weren't many people buying shoes this morning, which was fine with her. The fewer the better.
She just hoped that her salesman was good-looking, and young, and not one of those toupee'd jobs.
She sat down toward the back.
No use in being too obvious.
No sooner did her fanny touch the cool leather of the seat than a young dude came her way.
He was pretty all right, she thought to herself.
Young, hovering somewhere in his twenties, very good looking, muscular even, and nice and tall. Now, she thought to herself, what kind of a good-looking guy like this works in a shoe store?
A foot fetishist, maybe?
She could always hope...
The man came over. He was wearing a smile as broad as a triple E.
"What may I do for you, madam... "
Jesus, she thought to herself. He could cut the madam stuff already. This was the twentieth century.
"I'd like to see those spike heels you have in the window... the black ones with the three inch heels... "
The salesman smiled.
It was a telling smile.
One that seemed to say, "Aha... I know your type... "
"Very good... does madam know her size... " She smiled up at him and waved him down. He fell to one knee... a kind of Florsheim Romeo, if you will.
"Can we cut the crap," she asked, as sweetly as possible. "I'm not madam and you don't need a mythical third party to talk to me... you know what I mean... "
"Sure... honey... "
That was better... much better...
Thus encouraged, he went still farther.
"Do you know how much leather it takes to wrap that gorgeous foot of yours all up?"
"Why don't you measure it and find out... "
She gave him the kind of look that was very hard to resist.
He got one of those metal foot measures and, once more going down on his knees, Joey like that part, she slipped off the simple red pump she was wearing and held her delicate foot in her hand as he placed it on the machine.
"You know, of course, that I'm wearing stockings, and not pantyhose here... "
She wiggled her toes for emphasis.
"I know," the salesman said, swallowing. Obviously he was a garter belt man.
She'd come to the right place all right.
The very right place.
She watched as he pressed her foot down and took her measurements.
Unless she was sorely mistaken, he was spending an awful lot of time doing this, what should be a simple thing.
And he was touching her foot all over the place... working his fingers into each toe and all around, and on her ankles, and then a little up her thighs...
"What are you measuring me for, hip boots?"
He looked up at her.
The smile was gone from his face.
Replaced by a kind of desperate sexual hunger.
She knew the look well. She'd seen it before. It was one of those looks she was so good at bringing out of men.
"Go on," she said to him, softly... "You can touch it all over... "
She felt his fingers dancing on her toes.
Now, she slipped off her other shoe, and her she was in her stockinged feet. She glanced around, casually.
No one was near them, and the store was almost empty, except for one or two customers all the way at the other end.
She smiled down at her prey.
Then she took her other foot and began to slip it up the man's leg.
"Ooohhh... "
She had him.
Already!
He was as good as hers.
Bagged.
Just like that.
He didn't know what had hit him!
Now, though, there was one leg in his machine, being felt up and measured, while the other one was pushing down on his already pounding hard-on.
"What's the matter," she said to him... "Don't you know what size I am yet... "
"I... "
"I know what size you are... I can feel your size very easily... "
She leaned over, keeping her foot on his cock and balls. "You're very big. You're a very big size... "
And then, she leaned back.
"What about those shoes...
"Yes... "
He stood up, slowly.
He passed his hands in front of his pants. N matter how quickly and subtly he did the gesture, there was no mistaking what he was trying to hide.
The gigantic lump she'd helped to raise.
She turned her head to one side and smiled.
"My, my... we do seem to be excited today... "
"Yeah... "
"Why don' t you go and get those shoes for me... " He slowly went into the back. Joey leaned her head back and laughed. This was more like it.
This was more like what she needed to have.
Now. as she sat there, she waited for the young man to return.
When he did, she adjusted herself in her chair, letting her dress slip up over her knees and halfway up her thighs, exposing her stocking ends to his gaze.
"You like my stockings," she said to him, letting him see the start of her naked, white thighs. She saw him swallow.
She was loving the way she was teasing him.
And she knew that even though she was making this young man sweat, so did he...
Now, though, she couldn't get over what was going down here.
She loved to watch him...
To see him sweat.
That was all part of the fun.
"Let's try this one... "
His voice was kind of dry now. She was really driving him crazy!
Now, she extended her foot, letting her toes stick right out.
He held her foot while she slipped a shoe on. It felt nice and cool, the way new leather always does...
"How does it look," she said to him. "Fine... "
"How do you think it would look if I were standing on your chest... " She studied his face.
Some beads of sweat broke out all over. He was licking at his own lips.
"Maybe you'd like to see some of the inventory in the back," he said to her... "
She got the message.
"Maybe I would... "
She had him take the spike off, and lead her to the back.
"Do you take all your customers back here," she asked in a teasing tone.
"Just the ones... I want to fuck," he said, as they disappeared among the stacks of inventory. The place looked like a library for shoeboxes.
Joey giggled.
"I bet you say that to all the dominatrixes who come in here... "
She turned him around and slipped her hands through his waist, taking him and holding him tight, so tight he could feel her heat coming through her loose dress.
"I've got to fuck you," he said hoarsely...
"Take it easy boy... you move too fast... "
"Please... "
"Shhh... "
Now, she slowly lowered her hand to his pants, and pressed that big lump.
She watched his face as she did so.
"I'm going to take it out now... God, I'm going to take it out... "
She slowly unzipped him.
And then, reaching in, she found the pulsating thing, and pulled it right out...
She held it like that, in her hot hand, and licked with her tongue along her own lips.
"You want me to suck on it, don't you... "
"Yes... "
His voice was all harsh... "You want me to give you a nice, hard suck, don't you... "
"God... "
"I'd love to... do it to you... right here... "
"Yes... "
"Do you think anyone would mind?
CHAPTER SEVEN
She was holding his stiff cock in her hands, and studying his face.
He was standing with his mouth open, ready to get himself sucked.
She smiled and kissed him lightly on his mouth finding no hesitation there from him.
She liked the way he tasted and felt.
She appreciated the state she'd put him into.
Anxiety mingled with frustration.
It was good that way. The way she was supposed to make men! Now, she was on her knees, as she slipped down, and held his cock, like a microphone, up to her lips. "Jesus... "
"Yes, baby... I'm going to suck it... "
"Yeah... "
"That's what you want me to do, isn't it... put it in my mouth and suck on it."
"I do... I really do... "
"Good... 'cause that's exactly what I'm going to do... "
"And... and... make it come? Are you going to make it come in my mouth... "
She was driving him crazy and she knew it.
Now, she watched, as through the dress pants of his suit, his gorgeous cock hung.
And hung was the right word.
He really had it.
He was quite a guy...
She let her lips come down over the very, very tip, to plant a kiss there.
She knew that her hot breath was coating it, making it wet and even harder than it already was.
He tried to put his hands on her head but she brushed them away.
She was in charge of this game... totally... and she didn't want him to interfere...
Now, as she stroked him, and made him feel so good, she knew that he was going to really have a time of it now...
Right here in the back of the store!
She didn't torture him any further...
She put her mouth on the head of his cock and slowly began to move her head back and forth, doing that wonderful thing to his cock that she was so expert at doing.
She was giving him some wonderful head... some delicious head... and she knew that he was going crazy with it...
He was loving the way it felt... the texture and the taste and the smell of it...
She took it deep into her throat... letting it fill her up... letting her whole mouth get filled with cock.
Which is what she liked.
She liked to be filled with cock.
She liked the way it tasted.
Now, she took it even further down her throat, all the while the salesman moaning and groaning for it...
She was able, with a little bit of concentration, to take it all the way down her throat... all the way to the back...
She was feeling it, and it was going down so smoothly...
She wondered if his balls were as hot and heavy as they looked.
Still sucking him hard and good, she reached into his open pants and pulled them out. She weighed them in her hands and began to manipulate them, working them slowly back and forth, loving the feel, the heft of them... It was quite a feeling.
She knew that she was going to have this babe coming, in like no seconds flat!
And because she knew that, she started to suck even harder than before.
She wanted to taste him... to have his stuff down her throat.
She was moving her head on him and her hand at the same time... one hand on his cock and one on his balls.
It was an incredible feeling... one that she was really getting into...
And, she knew, it wouldn't be long before she'd be rewarded for her troubles...
It wouldn't be long now, before she'd come... come for him... come al! the way down his throat...
It made her suck all that much harder...
Now, as she knew she had him.
She could feel him starting to move his hips, to fuck her right in her mouth...
And now, she was doing him as hard as she could.
And sure enough, he began to dump a load down her...
She could feel spurt after spurt of his jism, and it was splashing her right down her throat... "Ooohhh... aaaaahhh... "
The guy was fucking creaming all over the place, all in her mouth.
And only because Joey was such an expert, did she not spill a single drop.
She kept on sucking him until every last drop was out of her cock...
And then, when it was all over, she began to let it come out of her mouth... standing up and giving him a big kiss, right on his lips.
Some guys, she knew, didn't like that. Didn't like to feel their own jism in their mouths.
But that was too bad.
This one was going to have to learn what was good for him...
And this was certainly good for him...
Now, she took her mouth away...
"I better... go out front," he said to her.
"Not yet... "
"No?"
"I haven't come yet... "
"Ooohh...
Before the man could say anything else, Joey had taken matters into her own hands.
She was turning him around, making him face the shelves.
"What... what are you... "
"Just relax... and let me do all the work... l promise you, you'll like it... "
He didn't say anything, not quite understanding what was going to happen to him...
Not even when he felt his own pants starting to be pulled down.
He was being stripped... effectively stripped...
And he didn't mind at all.
He had no idea what was going to come, but it all seemed so incredibly right.
He only hoped that no one came back looking for any shoes in this particular stack!
But he couldn't think about that now.
He couldn't think about any thing now...
Except what he was feeling.
It was something hard and smooth and...
And pressing into his ass!
He turned his head...
"No," Joey said, putting her hands on his face and forcing him to keep looking the other way... "I want you to face the wall... I want you to face the wall and don't turn around... "
She made him do it as she was told.
Now, she'd lifted her dress and her own cock was punching through her crotchless panties.
She was rubbing it up and down the crack of his ass, using her own lubrication as a way in.
She held it like this, up against his ass, and then, when she knew he was ready, she gave one forceful push of her hips, and rammed the thing right up... right up the man's ass.
She was halfway in.
He started to cry out, and so she shoved her hand all over his face, holding it tight, and letting him scream into her fingers...
Just like that...
Just like that...
And there was something very comforting about having her fingers over her face.
It was almost as if he was able to scream out now, protected by her hand, allowed to let himself cry out!
And cry out he did.
Each time he felt the push of her cock up his ass, he couldn't hold out any longer.
He just had to have it... He had to have it up his ass...
It was something he'd never done before... and he didn't quite understand how she was doing it... how she'd gotten her dildo on so fast...
But, again, none of that really mattered... all that counted was that he was getting... fucked in his ass, and every thrust from the woman doing it seemed to open him up more, and push to places and feelings he'd never had... before...
It was an incredible feeling.
He wished it would never stop!
And as for Joey, he had one hand on the man's mouth, and another around his waist, as he continued to hump him, with the guy's pants around his waist.
And then, they heard the other salesman coming into the back, looking for a pair of shoes!
"Shit," the salesman hissed. "We better... "
"Just stand still... stand as still as you can... "
And then, just then, they both held their breath, as the other guy came within one stack of them, before finding a pair of shoes he was looking for and heading out the other way...
"God," the salesman said.
"Yes," Joey said, laughing.
"That was a close... UUUNNNNHHH... "
Now, suddenly, he was feeling it again in his ass... cut off in mid-sentence by the incredible sensation of being fucked.
He loved it.
He couldn't get over it.
It was like no other feeling in the world...
And now he was bending over slightly... trying to get more of Joey inside of him.
"Ooohh... fuck me... fuck me... hard... "
"Where, baby... where am I doing it... "
"In my ass... you're fucking me in my ass... "
"That's right, baby... in your ass... "
"Ohhh... God... God... "
"That's right... I'm going to come... I'm going to come in your ass... "
"Come?"
That was funny. How could she come?
How could she pull off something like that?
She must have some dildo, the guy thought, as he squeezed his eyes shut.
Now, Joey was fucking faster and faster, as the man's asshole seemed to accept the cock a little easier now, taking it deep, and letting it fill her up...
It was incredible.
It was fucking incredible...
And now, she was really getting into it, along with the guy.
Each time she moved her hips, she could hear him grunt with pleasure.
"Yeah, baby... yeah... it feels so good... so fucking good... "
And then, finally, she was coming! Joey could feel it shooting out of her... and it was so hot and good as it came out...
It was something she was really loving! She loved to fuck guys in their ass... It was one of the greatest feelings in the world... In the fucking world...
She held her cock inside of him, until she couldn't anymore.
And then, she slowly took it out.
"Jesus," the guy hissed.
"And now, about those shoes... "
He turned around slowly as he picked up his pants.
He still didn't catch on to the scene here.
Which was to be expected...
After all, he was only a shoe salesman... meaning no one would ever mistake him for a nuclear physicist...
And if he didn't figure out he'd been fucked by a guy, if he thought it was a woman with a marvelous new type of dildo, so what?
So really what was the problem...
He didn't understand the hoopla.
He didn't understand what the problem might be.
Now, though, he was content to take his troubles and somehow work them out somewhere else.
If he had any.
Which he honestly didn't think he did.
As long as he could keep fucking.
That was all that was important.
Now, they both walked outside.
"I'll take them, thank you," she said to the salesman, who smiled.
All this and a commission too.
She walked back outside, feeling much better then when she'd come in.
It was a glorious day.
And when she passed the travel agency, she flashed on just packing up and taking off. That's what she wanted to do. Pack up and take off.
Take off and soar... soar into the sky... and come down, on her feet somewhere, on her feet where she could do the most good... for herself...
She walked into the agency.
"Yes, may I help you?"
It was a cute young girl behind a desk.
Yes she could. She could help her very much.
In more ways than one.
But this was neither the time nor the place for that.
"I want to go to Florida. Miami... "
"Aren't you... "
Recognized!
"Yes, but... "
"Wow... oh, wow... I've got to have your autograph... "
Joey smiled.
She reached for a pen and wrote down her name.
"There," she said to the girl. "Now maybe you could book me on a flight... "
"No problem... when do you want to leave... "
"I'll tell you... as soon as possible... "
"I can get you on a plane this evening... is that soon enough... "
"That's perfect... "
"Wait until I tell my friends I served... " Joey smiled.
She made a mental note to come back to this one. She was sure she could put her through a few hoops...
In a couple of seconds, it was all settled.
She was ready to take off in three hours.
She paid for the seat, and then stepped outside.
She hailed a cab and had the driver take her home.
This was perfect!
A weekend in Miami, in the sun.
That's what she needed.
That's what she was going to get...
Now, as she threw her stuff into a bag, she was getting ready to blow out of the city when the fun rang.
"Fuck," she said simply.
She went over and picked up the receiver.
"Yes?"
"It's Carla... "
Now how did she know it was going to be Carla, she asked herself.
Just how did she know that?
"What's up, honey... "
"I... I was wondering... "
"Come on, baby... spit it out... "
"If you weren't busy tonight... "
"Hey, let me stop you right there. I have plans for the entire weekend. Out of the city. In fact I won't be back until late Sunday night... "
"Oh... "
"And I know that you'll be able to handle everything while I'm gone, won't you... "
"Yes... of course... "
"And then I'll see you Monday... all right?"
"Sure... have a good time... " That was better.
The vibrator treatment seemed to be working. It was making her more of a self-assured woman, it seemed to Joey. At least on the phone.
Now, she went for her suitcase, the overnight one, and threw a couple of things into it.
She wanted to take only what was necessary.
She had her things together, and was out of there by four-thirty.
She hailed another cab and had the driver take her to LaGuardia.
Once she was at the airport, she began to really get off on the sheer thrill of what she was doing!
She was loving the fact that she'd just picked up and gone, just like that.
She needed to be more spontaneous.
It was important to be able to be that way...
Now, as she continued to build in excitement, she realized she had a few minutes extra.
So she went to the lounge and had herself a drink.
It was wonderful...
Life could be so uncomplicated at times...
And no sooner did she sit down then she saw the cute little stew at the other end of the bar.
And unless she was mistaken, this babe had on the uniform of her airlines.
Could it be possible?
She smiled and the stew came over. "Do we know each other?" Here we go again. "Not exactly... "
"Wait... you're that actress... you're that one on television... "
"Bingo... "
"Wow, this is really exciting... I watch your show all the time... because I fly the late afternoon shift. "To Miami?"
"Now, how did you know that."
"I'm psychic... " The stew giggled. "You're not... "
"Yes, I am... I just happen to be going to Miami myself... on your flight... "
"Are you flying first class? I hope."
"I sure am... "
"Well, then, you'll be getting the greatest service you ever had... "
"I'll bet... " The stew giggled... "Now, now... "
And then she lowered her voice. "You have no idea how good it's going to be... for you... "
She liked that.
She liked the way it sounded.
She just hoped it was going to be as good as it was cracked up to be...
And then, she finished her drink.
She offered to buy the stew one, but she declined.
"I really can't drink... I was just having a coke... and I have to get going... on my flight... on our flight... I'll see you later...
This was getting very interesting, Joey told herself.
She was being recognized all over the place, and it seemed to have some very love dividends attached to it...
Now, though, she was interested in getting herself back to the waiting area.
She threw some money down and went to the boarding section designated for her flight.
At five forty-five they were boarded.
First class first.
She went in and took her seat.
And there was her stew, all smiling and happy...
And looking very sexual indeed.
She smiled back and fixed herself into her seat, snapping her belt in place.
In a few minutes, they were ready for takeoff.
Joey watched, out the window, as the plane rose and left the rest of the city sitting on the runway.
As soon as they were up, the lights dimmed in the plane, and they were ready to dive through the sky.
Drinks were served promptly.
And her stew brought over a special bottle of champagne.
Just for the two of them!
"It's a very unusual flight... " the stew said.
"Usually, we're heavily booked at this time... "
"But we seem almost empty up here... "
"Why quibble with fortune... "
Nicely put, she thought to herself.
And now, as they continued to soar into the sky, she noticed that the stew was getting ready... to sit down right next to her.
"I thought I might keep you a little company... "
"No problem... "
"Here's a blanket... in case you're cold... "
"It is a little chilly up here... "
"Let me help you with it... let me help you put it on... "
Before Joey could say anything, she felt the blanket coming around her body... all the way up to her neck...
And now, she was sitting there, completely covered.
And ready for the stew to make her move on her. It didn't take long. Not long at all!
CHAPTER EIGHT
It didn't take long at all before she felt the hand under her blanket.
Should she risk it and let the stew find out for herself what she was packing?
Or should she deftly deter?
What the fuck.
It was only a two hour flight.
What was the worst that could happen?
She could lose out on the rest of the champagne, and maybe pull up short for the mints. That wasn't so bad...
Now, though, there were other things to consider. She knew that she had to secure a hotel room, and...
And that hand was creeping up her dress.
She looked over and smiled.
"Whatever are you doing... "
"Feeling you up," the stew said.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing," she asked Linda, whose name was prettily embroidered onto their uniform.
"I hope so... I just want to feel it... "
She flashed her pretty blue eyes.
Who could resist something like that.
Now, as she felt the hand moving up her leg, she knew that there was no stopping her.
Even when she came to the hard, pumping cock.
"What?! ""
She was obviously quite surprised at what she was holding.
She tried to pull away, but Joey caught Linda's hand by the wrist...
"Don't be afraid... "
"But... but... "
"Things are seldom as they seem... "
"I don't understand... "
"Yes you do... "
"You're a... "
"Yes... "
Linda looked at her for a long time. And then she broke out laughing. What a relief!
It made Joey feel a whole lot better.
Laughing was always better than crying, or sobbing, or looks of shock and disgust.
Which she got surprisingly little of.
There seemed to be no shortage of people who were into whatever scene you could conjure up for them...
And now, she felt the fingers really working all over her dick. Linda leaned over. "It's so big... "
"I know... "
And now, Linda was pumping it. Slowly. Steadily...
Letting it work her over...
"There... it's so smooth... "
She watched Linda's mouth...
Now, the stew was licking at her own lips.
"If I stuck my head under this blanket... I bet I could give you head, all the way up here... would you like that... "
"You know it... "
Now, in the dimness of the first class cabin, where no one cared about anyone else, Linda slowly lowered her head, after taking one final precautionary look around, and soon, Joey felt the warmth of a pair of lips taking her cock in her mouth and starting to suck..
It was a wonderful, warm feeling...
It was good to have his cock in the able mouth of a hot little number like Linda.
Who was so good at cocksucking...
She was able to get the whole thing down her throat with no problem...
She was able to feel it, and let it cover her completely...
And she was loving it...
The way the stew's head was moving, slowly, up and down, and drooling all her saliva, filling up her balls with the stuff, making her all wet and sticky.
It was something else...
It was something else again...
It was something she really liked, and needed, at this time, during this particularly rough week.
Not that a blowjob isn't good anytime, and anyplace...
It's just that now, in the heat of the flight, it was a very relaxing feeling... Very much so...
Now, she sighed as she leaned back and took it slowly... as she felt the miraculous warmth of Linda's mouth, and her teeth scraping lightly along the sensitive skin of her cock.
And she could feel the tongue licking at the base of her prick... that hot tongue leaving a trail of heat...
Now the mouth was off her, and nuzzling her balls... making them all hot and wet with her action...
It was so good... so good... she knew that she wasn't going to be able to take much more of it... before she started to come... herself...
"Ooohh... "
"Mmfmfff... "
She could hear the muffled sighs coming from beneath the blanket.
She wished she could watch as Linda sucked her off...
She wished she could, but she knew it was impossible...
There was no way to take that kind of a chance... Not on this small flight...
So she had to be content with being sucked off under the blanket.
And now, new waves of pleasure coursed through her as she felt her balls being squeezed, tightly, in Linda's hand as the eager young thing continued to suck on her.
"Yes... ooohh... that's so good... so fucking good... "
She was sighing and moving and breathing more heavily.
She no long had control of her hips... as they started to do that magic little dance...
And that only made Linda suck her more... and harder...
"Mmmmmfff... "
She wanted to come in her stew's mouth... she wanted to shoot it down her throat...
"I'm going to... Jesus... I'm going to... "
Her words were coming in short, choppy whispers... she loved it... she just loved it!
And so did Linda.
As Joey's orgasm got closer, Linda increased the workings of her mouth, until finally, when she could no longer stand it, she was starting to come... and then, in an incredible blast of furnace-heat... she shot her stuff right into the hungry stew's mouth...
Bolt after bolt of it came flying through...
And Linda eagerly sucked at it, making sure that she got every drop down her throat... every lovely drop of it...
It was so good...
So fucking good...
And then, she pulled her head out of the blankets, her face smiling and full of cum. Joey's cum!
She looked at her girlfriend and smiled. "So how was that... " she asked, a note of triumph in her voice...
"It was incredible... really... "
"I thought so... I thought you'd like that...
Like it? She loved it... "And now, what can I do for you... "
"I don't know... " Coy played well on her face. "What would you like to do... "
"Fuck you... " Linda giggled. "I should have known... you're a regular double dipper, aren't you... " Joey smiled.
"I'm going to the ladies... follow me in their in about five minutes, and you might just get your wish, big boy... "
Linda got up, and straightened herself. She need a couple of seconds to check the rest of the passengers.
That was one of the things she liked about being a stewardess.
No, not checking passengers.
But finding that most of them were totally oblivious as to what was going on around them.
There was something really neat about having all this sex, and not even being caught.
It was like life, she told herself.
How many people go through it, and are totally oblivious.
They can't get laid... they think there's no pussy or dick anywhere... And meanwhile, the world is fucking, all around them... fucking and having a great time...
It's all there if you want it, she knew... it was all there waiting for her...
And that was the thing.
To get it while it was hot...
To have the kind of sex that was steamy and dirty... the dirtier the better...
That was her motto in life.
That was what she liked more than anything else.
To get down and dirty...
Satisfied that her charges were all taken care of, she slipped toward the front of the cabin.
As she passed Joey's place, she gave him a big smile.
She wanted him to know that she was going to the ladies now, and that she expected him to follow her shortly.
He waited the required amount of time, and then slowly took the blanket off of his body.
He put it on the seat next to his, and then began to make it toward the bathroom.
She really didn't want to be caught by anyone.
That really wouldn't be too cool.
It wouldn't be so bad, but it wouldn't be too cool.
So when she got to the door of the restroom, she took a deep breath and went right in.
And it was much easier than she thought.
And much more cramped.
There was hardly room to breathe in there!
In fact, there was no room to breathe.
She was pressing up against Linda, who had so thoughtfully raised her skirt for Joey.
"How are we... how are we... "
"Watch, silly... it's so easy when you know how... "
And with that, she let herself stand on the commode, facing backwards, so she could look out the little window so thoughtfully provided by the design engineers.
"Now, you come up close to me... "
What some women won't do to be fucked, Joey thought to himself.
Thank God.
The world needed hot women.
They were important. They served a vital function in this world.
Now, as he shoved his cock deep inside of her, he continued to work it in and out... letting it build up...
There wasn't that much room for him to move, but that was okay too...
It added to the heat of the moment.
Because his body had to be right up against hers...
Right up to it, so she could feel every motion, every movement of his prick... and whole body.
"God... that's so... that's so good... so good... "
And then, Linda reached underneath her, so that she could feel Joey's balls, as he fucked her.
"What... what are you doing to me... "
"I'm fucking you, Linda... "
"Oh god... fucked by a soap star!"
She threw her head back and leaned her chin against the window, all the separated her from thirty thousand feet of air and nothing...
It was incredible!
What a fucking she was getting...
She could feel the lips of her pussy being stretched taught as she was getting fucked.
And she loved it!
God how she loved cock!
Especially celebrity cock!
Especially this celebrity cock!
Wait until her girlfriends heard who she fucked...
But she couldn't think about too much of that now...
She was more into getting fucked than remembering it... That was what it was all about... Getting fucked...
And now, as she moved her hips, to accommodate Joey, and squeezed his balls, she knew that she was going to get another dose of him.
Deep up her this time...
"Yeah... come on... come on... "
And then, suddenly, she could feel herself getting watered.
She could feel it deep inside of her... working her up... letting her feel it...
And it was so good...
So fucking good...
It was driving her crazy...
"Ooohh... God... you fuck so good... so fucking good... "
"Yeah, baby... "
"Your cock... I love your cock... I love your wonderful cock... " It was true...
She was a sucker for big juicy cock...
Now, Joey slowly took it out of her...
"You have to leave before I'm able to get down," Linda said, with a sigh...
Joey did just as she wanted.
He had to make sure that his dick was back under his skirt though...
Otherwise, he'd have so many questions to answer... and possibly so many requests... by the time the plane landed, they were all feeling well fucked and ready for a good vacation.
"See you on the return flight, I hope," Linda said, as they deplaned.
"Yes... I hope so too... "
Now, though, Joey set his sights for a hotel.
He wanted the best in the town.
He told the cabbie to take him to the very top of the crop.
The driver dropped him at the Miami Hilton.
He gave the guy a handsome tip, and then, he was at the front desk.
And recognized again.
The clerk was a big fan of his!
"And I have a very special room for you, Ms. Hawkins... "
"Thank you very much... "
And the service was going to be A-I!
She was in the room and in desperate need of a hot shower.
She took her time cleaning herself up, and then, when she was ready, she picked out her wardrobe for the evening.
A black, silky dress with a slit high up the side.
That ought to get her some action.
That, and the new high heels she'd bought earlier in the day .
That was always something...
And now, she went down the elevator and into the warm Miami weather.
She let it hit her face.
It felt good up against her.
She realized that she was going to have a wonderful time here.
She could just feel it.
She went to one of the ocean-side bars, where everything was open and out of doors.
She made herself comfortable, and then, when she was ready, she ordered herself a nice frozen
Daiquiri... to break the ice. It didn't take long. It never did.
But this time the hook was thrown and bringing back a different kind of catch.
He was tall, that was always good, but with a lot of gray hair.
Distinguished, but on the elderly side.
Oh, he wasn't much older than forty, but in this part of Florida, there were a lot of younger men to choose from.
Yet, there was something about this one.
Something about the way he projected his own sexuality.
She smiled at him, noticing when he smiled back his perfect teeth, set off against his deep tan.
"Hello," he said, as he came up to her. "My name is Bo. I'd like to buy you your second drink... "
"Well, Bo, my name's Joey, and... "
"I know who you are... "
Joey smiled.
Of course. The soap opera set. Her kind of people. "Very nice of you... "
"Are you here for work? Or just taking a couple of days off... "
"I'll tell you, Bo... I'm just trying for a getaway weekend... a little this, a little that... you know what I mean... "
Bo smiled.
He knew.
They drank and they talked.
Bo spilled out a steady steam of useless information about his own life, and when he was finished, he asked Joey all about her television work.
It never failed to amuse her.
They always wanted to know the glamour and not the hard work.
So she gave the patented spiel, and when she was done, she looked around.
"So," she said... "What can you show me here in Miami... "
"Possibly a very good time... a very different time... up in my room... "
"Whatever do you mean?" She fluttered her expensive eyelashes. "Have you ever been... er... tied up?" 'Tied up?"
"Yes, you know, with ropes... "
"Oooh... "
She smiled.
That kind of tied up.
"Well," she purred, "What did you have in mind... "
"I can assure you I'm a totally safe human being... I'd just like to do it to you... "
"Now, would you really... "
"Yes... "
"And what if I wanted to do it to you?" She saw him swallow, and the sweat start to bead on his forehead...
"I suppose that could be arranged... "
"Where are you staying, Bo my man... "
"At the Hilton... "
"Fancy that... so am I... "
"I know... I saw you there... " She giggled.
So much for blind pick-ups. "Lead the way, Macduff... "
"Bo's the name... "
"Oh, yes, I forgot... "
This was Florida, she had to keep reminding herself of that.
Now, as they were back at the Hilton, she stopped at the smoke shop to get herself a pack of cigarettes. "What's those for."
"Smoking, I think... "
"Do you have to... "
"Well, I'll tell you Bo, I don't mind tying you up. but I don't think I need you to give me health advice... "
He smiled.
He liked her spunk.
And a couple of minutes later, they were up in his room.
"All right," she said, sweetly... "Where are these ropes that you have... "
"Right here," he said.
He got them out from a drawer and handed them to him.
Now, she was ready to begin.
She started with a change of tone.
"All right... take off those clothes... take them off... "
He looked at her, smiling.
"And wipe that stupid grin off your face... "
He did as he was told.
And loved it.
Loved being dominated like this.
It was his idea of a really good time...
Now, he continued to do as she wanted, to take all his clothes off.
Soon, he was stripped... naked.
She made him hold his cock and balls up to her, for examination, in his hands.
"All right... small but they'll do... now you have to turn around... "
He did this too.
He could feel the ropes going around his hands. He was being bound tightly, wrist to wrist, and all the way up to his elbows.
She was really doing a job on him. And he loved it! It was so incredible!
He wondered what else she was going to do to him.
He'd find out.
He'd find out soon enough.
Soon, soon enough...
CHAPTER NINE
She had him right where she wanted him. The old rascal!
He was bound with his wrists, right up to his elbows.
He couldn't move his hands even if he wanted to.
"Bend over, daddy," she said to him.
He got on his hands and knees, and bent over on the floor, so that his chin was on the floor and his ass was up in the air.
"That's right... that's good... that's so good... "I'm glad... "
"And to show you how good it is, I'm going to do something to your balls... "Ohhh... "
She wasted no time, she reached under, and after spreading his legs as wide apart as she could get them, she made sure that she could feel his balls easily in her hands.
"Ooohh... "
The old coot was getting off on it, there was no mistaking that.
Now, she held his jewels in her hand, marveling at how well they hung down.
He really had a pair there...
Now, she put the first of the silken cord around the part of the skin just above the balls, where it came down from his shaft.
She tied this very tight... so tight that she knew it had to hurt...
"Ooohh... that... hurts... "
"You better believe it," she said to him... "And it's going to hurt a lot more, if you don't watch yourself... "
Now, she had him by a kind of a leash...
She let him turn around.
She looked at his body.
Not bad for an old guy.
He was, in fact, in pretty good shape.
"All right daddy, come with me... " She led him by the leash into the bedroom of his suite.
The place was immaculate, and dimly lit... just the right degree.
She sat down on the bed and let him sit down on his rear haunches in front of her, as if he were some sort of dog.
Which at this moment he was.
"Do you like my new shoes," she said to him, crossing her leg.
She was quite well aware that she was still in her black dress.
It had to be that way.
For now.
"Yes," he said, uneasily...
"Good... because I want to make sure that you remember how good I look like this... "
"Yes, mistress... "
"Good... I like to be called that... "
It was great to see the distinguished ones making such a fool out of themselves.
Like this one.
"Now, I think my shoes need to be shined, don't you... "
"Yes... "
"With your tongue... "
"Yes... "
She pulled on the cord, and immediately he responded.
First, he jerked forward, not believing the extent of the pain that was being inflicted on him by that simple tug.
She knew what she was doing.
And when he tried to pull his hands in front of him, to break his fall, he realized once more that he was a bound slave.
He couldn't move forward.
So he had to stay the way he was...
Bound and humiliated.
She helped him back to a sitting position.
She was such a good soul.
She couldn't stand to see him suffer.
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, mistress... "
"Than what are you waiting for... do I have to pull you down again... "
"Oh... no.. mistress... "
"Then, I suggest you start doing what I tell you... "
And with that, he began to clean off her shoes.
She held the right one up first, right to his lips.
He kept his eyes on her as he opened his mouth, and let his tongue come out, to clean the shiny black leather...
"That's so good," she cooed, as she watched him suck and lick on the cool, hard leather of her foot. She was loving it...
Loving the way he was lapping at her shoes.
And even though they were brand-new, there was nothing like a spit-polish, she knew, to really make them glisten.
As she did, as she made them twinkle and shine, she watched his face.
He loved it!
He loved being humiliated.
Well, she'd make sure that he got all he wanted.
And more.
Now, she took the first foot down, and crossed her legs the other way.
"This one too... "
He set to work on it.
He used his mouth quite efficiently.
And when he was finished, she told him to lean back.
He had to brace himself on his rear hands, between his legs, as he held himself down... allowing his cock to shoot straight up in front of him.
It was a very supplicating position.
He was leaning back, his bound balls exposed, his cock, in effect, being offered to her.
"That's right," she cooed... "Let me see it... "
And then she reached down with one hand and gently took it...
"Does it feel good," she asked him... "
"Ooh... yes... "
"Does it feel like you want it to... "
"It's so good... "
"Yes, honey... "
And then, she reached for the rope... "What... "
"I've got to bind it... I've got to put the ropes on it... "
"Ohhh... God... "
She loved the vaguely uncomfortable feeling it gave him to know that his cock was going to be bound...
It was something she loved to see...
And then, when she was satisfied... satisfied that his cock was bound just the way she wanted, she looked back and inspect her handiwork.
She'd wound the rope around his entire dick, except for the head, which she left free...
And she went down to his balls...
Letting the ropes do each one individually, until they were separated and bound... very neatly, very efficiently...
Once that was done, she smiled and put her hands on his face.
"Who owns this cock of yours... "
"You do, mistress," he said to her... "That's right... and don't you ever forget it... "
"I won't, mistress... "
"And who's going to torture you tonight... "
"You are, mistress... "
"And who loves having his cock exposed and manipulated... "
"I do, mistress... "
She suddenly was inspired.
She knew that an old guy like this would have all his equipment not too far away.
"Where is it," she asked him.
He looked at her, confused.
She yanked on the rope that was still attached to his sac.
"OOOHHH... "
"Where is it... "
"I... don't know... what you want... "
Now she brought her face down close to his, and put her fingers right under his chin.
"You know, love... your whip... where do you keep your whip, Bo... "
Her eyes were sparkling... she was really doing a number on him.
He swallowed hard.
He was taking too long, so she yanked the chain again.
That was all he needed.
"In the closet," he said, hoarsely, as the pain of the ropes began to really make itself felt.
"In the closet. How convenient... "
Now, she went to the closet and opened it, and there, sure enough, among the leisure suits and Bermuda shorts, was a nice healthy looking riding crop.
Perfect.
And it was just the kind that she figured he'd have.
She knew his type.
Oh, she knew it so well...
And now he was going to learn about hers.
About what her type was.
And about how well she played her roles!
She took the whip in her hands and started to walk around her captive.
She had led him to the center of the bedroom floor, and dropped the leash.
"You've been a bad boy," she said to him.
"Yes, mistress... "
"And you have to be punished... don't you... "
"Yes, mistress... "
"And I'm going to have to use this crop on you, aren't I... "
"Oooh... Mistress... "
"I don't want to hear you complaining now... "
"I'm sorry... mistress... " And with that, she began her assault on him. She hit him three times hard, on his ass, which was sticking right up in front of her. WHACK!
She let the thing come down, and rest on his buttocks. SMACK!
She crisscrossed the thing again, so that it came to rest on his right cheek, leaving a blistering sting on his rear end...
"WHACK!"
Again, she came down hard on him. She could see him shiver from the pain. And she loved it.
Loved the way it looked as it came down on him. "You need punishment," she said to him. "You need lots of good punishment... "
He had to agree with her.
He knew that she was going to give it to him good.
That she was going to let him have it.
Now, as she did so, she felt his hands coming twisting behind him.
If only he could be free, he thought.
He might be able to protect himself.
She reached down and grabbed the rope attached to his cock.
"Back," she said to him, as he leaned backwards again, as he was before.
Now that his cock and balls, both still bound, were exposed to him, it was a simple thing to start to concentrate all her punishment on it.
"I'm going to have to do something about this... " she said to him...
"I'm going to have to really punish you... you're still hard, through your ropes... "
"Oooohh... "
Now, standing in front of him, she slowly brought herself down, until she was kneeling on her own feet, and staring into his face.
She wrapped the leash around her fingers, and held it tight.
And then, she gave it another yank, just for good luck...
"OOOHH... "
He was really feeling it now. She smiled.
That was just what she wanted, to have him feeling it like this...
"I'm going to make it so good... "
And she took the crop, and let it rest on his chin.
He looked into her eyes, his face starting to sweat.
She dragged it slowly down his body... ever so slowly, until it was resting on his chest.
He had the flabby breasts of male middle age.
"These are so cute," she said to him, and then she smacked each one of them, hard, with the crop.
SMACK!
SMACK!!
"Ooohhh... "
She looked with wide eyes as the red welts came up on them. "You like that, don't you... "
"No, mistress... "
"Yes you do... you like the way it feels... you like the way it looks and feels... "
"NOO... I don't... "
"Yes you do... and I'm going to give it to you again... "
She lifted the crop and gave him another series, one on each tit...
And then she relaxed...
She could see his eyes welling up with tears.
It was a very lovely sight.
Now, as she let the crop fall, she began to explore his pubes with it.
"I'm going to punish your dick," she said to him, and he knew she wasn't kidding.
She was really going to let her have it...
Now, as she held it and watched his face, which was such a mirror for his pain, she brought it up about six inches, and then snapped it down on the exposed head of his cock, swatting at it the way she would go after a fly if she were holding a swatter...
"OOOOHHHH... "
It was obvious that she'd caused him a great deal of pain...
She did this again, swatting his cock. And again...
It was incredible, the way she kept it going...
It was really starting to hurt now... as he worked himself into a sweat, feeling the sting of the crop.
Joey was really into it now, loving the fact that his old codger kept his own materials right here with him.
Now, she lowered her face right to his.
"Did you like that... "
"God... "
"Did you?"
"Yes... yes... very much... very much... "
"Do you want more... "
"No... please... mistress... "
"But I'm afraid you're going to have to take some more... more of this... "
And then, she was back with him... back giving him some more...
And working on his balls... beating the shit out of him...
And letting him have it as hard as she could. "You like it, don't you... you like the way it feels coming down on your cock... "
"God... "
She looked at it... it was blistering red... He wasn't going to be able to do to much with that thing...
"Now, I want you to lie on your stomach... hurry up, do as I say... "
He let himself fall over.
He was amazed at the ease with which he went down...
And then, when he was like that, he felt her hands going all over his ass.
Even as his cock lay pushed up against the floor...
"Come on... come on... let me see you spread those legs... "
"Jesus... "
"And praying isn't going to help you now... " He was lying there, loving the way she was working on him... hoping only that she wasn't going to hurt him too much.
She raised the crop and began to whip his ass.
Real hard and tight.
WHACK!
SMACK!
SLAP!!
He was really feeling it now... "God... ohhh... God... "
"Yes, baby... yes... "
And then... then she was all over his ass with her hands.
She decided that the riding crop wasn't good enough... it didn't give her enough control of his body...
So instead, she was able to whip the shit out of him with her palm.
Sitting behind him, looking down at his flab, she began to punish him... spanking him and smacking him and letting him have all her fury.
She worked first on his right cheek, hitting him as hard as she could...
And then his left cheek...
And then his right again.
Over and over and over...
Making him within an inch of tears...
But that wasn't enough...
He had to be spanked as hard as he could take it...
As hard as he could feel it.
That's what she wanted. That and tears... It didn't take long.
Soon she had him red and pumping, and she knew that he was going to start weeping soon. Like a little boy. That's what she liked. Like a little boy... And then, he was gushing tears... And she loved it.
It only made her hit him all that much harder... She was getting worked up, and letting it all happen...
Coming down hard and swift, and merciless...
"There," she said to him, as she felt him jerking.
She knew what was happening.
He was being whipped to orgasm.
It was delicious to watch.
Now, he was moving his body back and forth, up against the floor, humping it, even through his ropes...
He was being driven crazy...
And there was no way he could stop what was happening.
He was going to come.
He was going to shoot his stuff...
And there was nothing he could do about it...
And then, with one loud sob, he started to come...
"Yes... come for me... come on
... more... more... "
And she had him shooting his stuff all over the place...
He came and came and came...
Not bad for an old guy, she told herself.
When he finished, she looked at him.
"There, that's lovely," she said.
"Thank you... "
"I have to go now... "
He looked up.
"I have to go... "
"But... "
"And just to make sure that you don't follow me, I'm going to leave you tied like this... " She hooked the rope to the end of the bed. She giggled as he pleaded with her not to do this. He needed to be free.
What would the chambermaid say when she found him.
"Maybe she'll be turned on," she said as she left, smiling... And then she was out of there. Back to her own room.
Of course, the old guy didn't know that they were in the same hotel.
And it didn't really matter.
She was sure she wouldn't be staying there after tonight.
He'd be out of the hotel, and out of Miami!
She pulled back her covers as she stripped her clothes off.
It was a wonderful day out.
She was going to have a simply fabulous weekend.
And this was only Friday, and already she'd had her share, so to speak.
But it was only the beginning.
Only the beginning, she knew...
Now, she let her head rest on the pillow, as she felt the cool night air of the place fill her up with the warm topicality.
She couldn't wait for Saturday.
She fell out wondering what new adventures she would have.
It was all so much fun...
And she might even let someone fuck her...
If it was the right someone.
That was always the key.
The right someone.
Had to be.
It just had to be.
Otherwise, it just wasn't worth it...
CHAPTER TEN
Saturday was kind of quiet.
It wasn't that she couldn't get laid, if she wanted to.
It was just that no one really caught her eye, There was a lot of takers, but none that she was even remotely interested in. They were either too old, or too young, if such a thing were possible, or too fat, or too ugly... or too something...
She wasn't sure just what. But she knew that she wasn't interested in most of it.
There was nothing that did it for her... no one that pushed her over the top.
So now, she waited... she waited and sat on the beach until the sun went down, feeling the warmth of the heat on her body...
And then, she went to a movie that night.
Still nada.
She was starting to feel that maybe she'd shot her wad on the way down, and Friday night with the old guy.
Now, she needed some other kind of pleasure.
When she went to bed that night, she hoped that maybe the next day... maybe the next day she'd find some other kind of excitement.
Sunday began with a late brunch, down in the outside pool area.
And it was there that it finally happened.
She could feel the heat from his eyes as soon as she saw him.
She was wearing her favorite two piece bathing suit, the one that showed off her great new tits, and her legs... and the fringe that covered the front of the bottom of her bikinis kept the lump that was there cleverly hidden.
When she knew for sure that the lifeguard was coming back to her and checking her out, she stretched her body and turned it so that he could get a good look at her ass... and what an ass it was.
He came over to her the first opportunity he had.
On his break.
"Say now, I hope you're enjoying our warm weather... "
"I really am... are you... " He smiled...
"I can think of a lot of great ways to spend a sunny afternoon in Miami... "
"Name one... "
He looked at her and flashed a smile. "Well, for one thing, how about fucking?"
"How about that," she said, not batting an eyelash.
She could play with the big boys... That much was obvious.
"Now," she said to him... "Do you really want to do a little fucking? I mean, I'm game if you are... "
"I'm off in fifteen minutes... "
"Okay, muscles, here's the key to my room... be there... "
He grinned.
She was curious to see if he'd be grinning the rest of the way...
Now, he was up in her room, just as he said.
And when he walked in, all she had on was a little towel draped across her hips.
She was saving the best for last.
Her tits were gloriously naked for her jungle boy.
"Come here," she said to him and he did just what she said.
He was standing in front of her, smiling, as he put his hands around her hips.
He drew her close and kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmfff... "
She loved the way he kissed.
He had a real style.
While they were still clutched, she reached down the front of his pants.
He smiled when he felt her hands there. He liked it... liked it a lot...
"Yeah, baby... I'm going to give you a little head."
"Yeah... "
"Would you like that... "
"You know I would... " She just bet...
Now, as she pushed him back, onto the bed, she got on her knees. It was perfect.
She let her fingers go up to his bathing suit, the black racing job he was wearing down at the pool.
She pulled it down slowly, and then he was fully exposed to her.
He had a wonderful prick.
It was thick and soft and curved, so that when she touched it, it sprang to life, very magical and wonderful...
"Yes... " she said, and she stuck her tongue out.
"Yeah, baby... suck that thing... put it in your mouth... put it in your mouth and let me feel your tongue on it... "
She did just as he wanted.
She began by taking long drags with her tongue, all along the bottom of the shaft.
He loved it.
He threw his head back and sighed, deeply. It felt so good.
It was so wonderful to touch, and to taste.
Now, she opened her mouth and took his cock inside of it.
God, how she loved to give head.
How peaceful it made her feel, to have a cock in her mouth... to be sucking on a hard, hot shaft...
And now, she let her lips go all the way down... all the way down his shaft, as she continued to lick and suck at it...
He loved the way she was moving... especially when she let her hand go around his dick...
She knew just how to move it, so that together, as she held it, she was able to drive him a little crazy...
"Oooh... that's so good... so good, baby... "
"Yeah... I know," she said, taking her mouth off of it and working it at the same time, using her wrist to keep him nice and hard.
He had a really terrific body, and that pleased her.
She liked men who were well hung.
And this guy was hung like a horse.
He really carried himself well.
She loved the way his cock got hard so quickly, and was so effortlessly staying up there.
"It's so good," she said to him, and then, while keeping her eyes on him, she lowered her face down to see it...
He was pleased.
He let his hands play with her hair.
And then, before she knew what was happening, she could feel him grabbing her by the hair, and pulling her close to him.
"Suck that cock," he was saying.
So, she thought to herself. He likes to play a little rough.
Fine.
There was nothing wrong with that.
She liked it rough herself.
She'd already proven that so many times over.
Now, though, she continued to have it coming all over herself, her lust that is.
She liked it when a man expressed himself to her.
She liked it when she felt it hard in her mouth...
She was about to give him some more when he roughly reached for her waist and made her stand up.
"Get up, honey, I want to see your goodies... "
It was now or never time again.
It was the thing she did best. That awkward moment... "Are you sure," she said to him... "Of course I'm sure... " And with that he grabbed for her towel. He pulled it away from her, and in doing so, he let himself check out... Her cock!
He couldn't believe it!
Her cock!
She was a he.
He bolted up.
He was out of there.
Or so he thought.
"Not so fast," she said to him. "I'm not through with you... what's good for the goose.. "
He was strong, but not as strong as Joey.
Because he didn't have to be.
He was a lifeguard.
Everything he had hung out.
He wasn't like Joey, who had something to protect, who never knew when he was going to run into the wrong type of character.
Fear had a habit of turning people into very strong, very careful characters.
But fear also had it's advantages. Fear also taught you all about survival.
And the thrill of danger.
Like this type of situation, right here.
He they were, both of them, and they were really in one of those situations where anything can happen.
The lifeguard, for example. He might flip right out.
Flip out and punch out Joey for giving him a blowjob while he was still a guy.
Things like that.
It was always so hard to predict.
But this time it was okay.
Because surprise was an important element here.
"Just relax," Joey said.
"It's going to be all right... "
And then, he was letting his hands lift his own hard-on.
He decided to take a chance.
"You're going to suck it," he said to the good-looking guy.
"No... "
"Yes... you're going to suck it... "
He could tell the bartender didn't want to... really didn't want to... but there was nothing he could do about it... nothing at all... he was too confused and too filled with a certain type of dread.
A paralyzing dread.
So when he felt the hands pushing him back down on the bed, he was powerless to resist...
He had to let this woman... or this guy, whatever he was, have his way.
He didn't stop him.
Not even when he was on top of him, and pushing his cock down his throat.
"Come on, suck on it... " he said.
The lifeguard looked up at Joey, and then at his prick.
And then, he couldn't believe it himself... but he was opening his mouth and letting the thing slide in.
"That's right... make your mouth a pussy... make it into a pussy... "
The lifeguard responded.
Doing just what he was told.
He closed his lips around it and began to suck.
He began to suck on it, and let the loud smacking noises he was making rebound into the walls of the room.
"OOOHHH... "
Joey put his head back and fucked the lifeguard's face furiously.
"That's so... that's so good... "
"Yeah, baby... "
Now, Joey was holding on to the lifeguard's head, holding it hard in his hands, just like he'd had his held before, and moved his hips faster and faster, making the swimmer give him a deep throat job the likes of which he hadn't had in such a long time...
"That's so good," he kept saying, over and over again... "You really know how to suck cock... you bastard... you really do... "
And then he took it out of the guy's mouth... he took it out and let it sink in that he was going to be fucked.
He got the message when he felt the hands turning him over on to his back. He wanted to stop it.
He wanted to tell Joey to stop, that he wasn't into this, that he didn't want to do it anymore... But he couldn't. He just couldn't.
There was something about the way he was being manipulated which prevented him from doing it.
Now, as he continued to lick and suck at his own mouth, to take the taste of the cock that was left there down his throat, he buried his head in his hands.
There was nothing he was going to be able to do about it.
He was going to get fucked.
He was going to get it up the ass.
He'd never done that before... not even to a woman... and he didn't know what to expect.
All he knew was, he was going to really get it...
And then, before he knew what else was happening, he felt it building up inside of him.
The lust.
The anticipation.
And the fingers of Joey.
Joey had this jar of vaseline that he'd taken out and started applying to the lifeguard's ass.
He was working it up, spreading it all over him, letting him feel the coolness of the grease.
"It's so good for you," Joey cooed. "Getting your ass fucked is so good for you... "
"Yes... "
And then he knew he had him.
He could tell by the way he was starting to give in.
Now, he took his rigid cock and he coated that, too, with the vaseline.
And finally, he was ready to do some fucking...
He started to rub his cock up and down the length of the guys' ass, loving the tight butt beneath him.
A real lifeguard's ass.
What would they all think back home when he told the story?
Now, he started to push into the guy's hole.
And he could tell, from how tight it was, that without the vaseline he never would have been able to get in, even this far.
Now, though, all he had to do was keep fucking...
Keep fucking, and pushing, inch by inch, until he had it all the way in... up to the short hairs...
"OOOHHH... "
"Yes... so good... so good... big boy... "
The lifeguard was bucking his hips... he couldn't believe it... he had no idea how good a cock could feel that deep in his ass...
"I'm fucking you... I'm fucking you... "
And that was all there was to it... By continuing these motions, it was an easy thing for him to come in this gorgeous guy's ass... Which he did. Deep up his ass.
"There... " he said, when he was finished... and pulling out.
"Did you like that... "
"God... "
"Did it feel good... "
"It felt really good... "
"Tell me... "
The lifeguard turned around and smiled. "You really are something... "
"That's what they tell me... "
Now, he was getting ready to go. "I have to get back to the pool... "
"Of course... "
He didn't want to keep him from his job! And then, finally, he was alone and getting ready to go back to work. It was fitting.
Alone, he was able to finish packing, and get ready for the return trip.
He'd had quite a weekend.
Now, though, it was back to the real world of make-believe.
There was something funny about that.
About the real world of make-believe.
As he waited in the lounge for his plane to begin boarding, he thought about how everything in his lie was real and make-believe at the same time, including his sex life.
So unbelievable.
He realized now that he was tired.
He was hoping he could catch a little shuteye on the plane.
So when they announced the boarding, he dragged his ass onto the first class section.
Jesus, but he'd done a lot of fucking this weekend.
More than usual.
If such a thing was possible.
So, when he was settling in, he was surprised to see his friend from the flight down.
Smiling at him.
"I thought we might run into each other again... " He smiled at her as she handed him the glass of champagne.
"Did you have a nice vacation."
"Oh yeah... it was wonderful... " The stew giggled.
"I'm glad... to hear that... I thought about you all weekend... "
"You did... "
"Yeah... " She giggled again.
"I never know what I'm going to get when I pull a guys shorts off these days... "
Joey laughed.
"Well, it's going to be quite a week, then... "
"I'll say... "
And then it was time to take off. Joey knew there was just no way he was going to get any kind of relaxation this trip. There was just no way.
And sure enough, high in the sky, the stew was going after his prick, and loving it, right under the blanket.
Later that night, finally, Joey was alone. It was the thing she wanted more than anything else. To be alone.
To be alone with her own favorite date. Herself.
She luxuriated in the bathtub, and then spent a lot of time reading the papers.
She didn't care if she never got out of it. Or went back to work.
There comes a time when you've simply had enough.
And that was all there was to it! And she'd reached that point. Maybe she should just go for the operation now. And worry about everything else later. She loved the way the apartment grew dark, in the dark. This was right.
This was good.
This was what she needed.
And this was what she was getting.
Now, as she waited for the night to completely take over, she made herself a drink.
And maybe thought about just turning on some classical music.
That would be a nice touch.
Until the phone rang.
No, she told herself...
She wasn't going to answer it.
No matter what.
But somehow, she knew that she was going to pick up the receiver, and that things would be the way they always were.
She took a deep breath and lifted the receiver.
"It's me... Carla... "
Oh no.
Not Carla.
And with a hundred different problems, most of them concerning the rehearsal tomorrow. She was back. No getting around it.
She was back, and in the swing of things once more.
Her privacy shattered.
Her vow to get herself fixed, broken, into a million pieces.
Now, there was nothing left to do.
Nothing at all.
But sigh and take the phone to the study and make notes. Costume changes. New schedules. New times and places.
The more things changed, the more they stayed the same...
She hung up the phone and sighed.
There was no escaping from it.
No matter how she tried.
There was just no escaping.
Now, she took a breath and started for the bedroom.
She was going to sleep.
And this time she kept the phone off the hook.
EPILOGUE
It was two years later and Joey, at last, had been administered her final operation. The soap opera star had been surgically castrated and a beautiful man-made cunt had been placed where her cock and balls used to be.
The doctors said that the new wound had to heal before she could fuck with that pussy-and the beautiful transsexual knew that it was going to be a long wait. The doctors, however, said that once she was healed her pussy was going to be very strong.
She might have some trouble lubricating herself, but she could fuck and fuck with that cunt and it would not wear out.
The doctors even told her that she might become orgasmic with time and increased relaxation, something that some women who were BORN with pussies had not become.
The instant Joey was given a clean bill of health and permission to re-start her sex life, she went away on vacation.
She went to the beach, because she was anxious to be seen in a string bikini now that she no longer had an embarrassingly masculine bulge to hide from her public.
Joey correctly assumed that she was not going to have to wait long for a man to try to pick her up once she got to the beach.
She spread out on a blanket on her back with her chic shades and her chic Brazilian string bikini, the dental floss bikini that was popular that summer, and she began to sensuously smear oils all over her body. She didn't have to wait long to meet a guy. Five minutes maybe and the best looking hunk Joey had ever seen in her entire life approached her.
"Hi."
"Hi there," she said. "You Joey."
"Yes."
"I watch your show."
"Like it."
"Not particularly."
"Why you watch then."
"I like you."
"I am starting to like you too, uhhhhhh-" Joey said. "Christopher."
"I think you are the best looking guy on the beach," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Mind if I have myself a seat on your blanket?" the handsome young stud said.
"Not at all, good looking," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"I'll be glad to spread oil on your back for you," the handsome young stud said.
"I can think of plenty of things that would be more fun than that."
"So can I but-"
"But what?"
"We just met."
"So?"
"Well, I-"
"Are you an old-fashioned type?" the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"No, but, you are so famous and I-" the handsome young stud said.
"And you are well hung and ready," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said. .
"Now that you put it that way, maybe-" the handsome young stud said.
"Maybe we could go to my hotel room," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Definitely."
"I can feel my pussy aching, Christopher," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"You certainly are bold, aren't you?" the handsome young stud said.
"I have never been the sort of woman to beat around the bush."
"I can see that."
"I like to get right down to the nitty-gritty," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said. "Yes."
"I like to get right down to the meat and the potatoes of the situation."
"I like that in a woman," the handsome young stud said.
"You know what I like in a woman?" the beautiful transsexual asked. "What."
"Cock meat."
"Let's go."
"Let's."
They were in the hotel room. Alone. DO NOT DISTURB on the hallway doorknob. Door locked. They looked into each other's eyes.
Joey could feel the hot blood of her feminine arousal pumping downward in her body-and she could tell that each and every drop of that blood was headed for the pink delta between her legs. The brand-new full-fledged woman could tell that each and every drop of that hot blood was heading for her brand new man-made cunt. The post-operative transsexual could feel her pussy swelling fast. The post-operative transsexual could tell that it was not going to be long before her pussy was as swollen as it could possibly get. The woman with the brand new cunt could tell that soon her brand new cunt was going to completely, and unadulteratedly engorged with the hot blood of her feminine arousal. Christopher could feel his own hot blood pumping downward in his body. He could feel his cock growing.
Longer.
Thicker.
Harder.
"Let's get naked," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Let's," the handsome young stud said.
Christopher smiled.
They removed their swim-wear.
His cock stood at attention before his masculinely sloped loins just like a good soldier. The cock was as hard as rock.
"Wow," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"What?"
"Your cock."
"What about it?"
"It is huge!"
"Yes, I am a large man," the handsome young stud said.
"That is the biggest cock I have ever seen," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said. "Really."
"I wouldn't lie about a thing like that," the beautiful transsexual said.
"No?" Christopher said, tilting his head to one side.
"No way," the beautiful transsexual said, shaking her head from side to side.
"I'm glad you like my prick," Christopher exclaimed happily.
"How long is it?"
"Guess."
"Nine inches."
"Nope."
"Am I high or low?" the femininely beautiful soap opera star said. "Low."
"Ten inches."
"Still low."
"Eleven."
"Ten and a half."
"Wow."
Christopher laughed.
"To tell you the truth, it is not the length of your cock that impresses me the most," the beautiful transsexual said.
"No?"
"Nope."
"What impresses you the most. Joey?" Christopher asked.
"The thickness of your cock!" the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"I see."
"I can see that your cock is thicker than my wrist," Joey said. "Yes."
"I'll bet your cock is almost as thick as both of my wrists pressed together," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"I don't know about that," the handsome young stud said.
"Your cock is thickest at the head," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Yes, my cock head feels like it is ready to explode!"
The head of Christopher's cock reminded Joey of a ripe plum. She could see that the skin covering his cock head was smooth and stretched taut. She skin was stretched so taut that the bulbous blue-black cock head, which looked like a grossly over-grown acorn, the type of acorn from which a mighty oak tree might grow, really did look as if it would burst from the internal pressure Christopher was experiencing down there if any more blood tried to pump its way inside.
"I like your piss hole," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Why?"
"I guess it is because of the little lips on either side of it," Joey said. "I see."
"Those lips make your urethra look like a nether mouth," Joey said.
"Yes, yes, I suppose they do," the handsome young stud said.
"Those lips make your piss hole look like a toothless mouth, and I can see the lips opening and closing rhythmically," Joey said.
"They are opening and closing rhythmically because of the tiny spasms I am already experiencing down there," the handsome young stud said.
"The entire length of your cock is bobbing up and down," Joey said.
"The tip is snapping upward toward the plane of my belly," he said.
"The shaft of your cock is not quite as thick as the head."
"They are close."
"I can see that the stem of your prick is also a slightly lighter shade of purple than the head," the beautiful transsexual said.
"Again, they are close," the handsome young stud said.
"I can tell that the stem of your prick is every bit as hard as the head though," the femininely beautiful soap opera star said.
"Hard as rock."
"Granite."
"Diamond," the beautiful transsexual said. "Get on the bed."
"Yes, Christopher."
The brand-new full-fledged woman stretched out on her back on the bed, propping her pretty head up with a pillow. The brand-new full-fledged woman's tits were so firm that they did not flatten at all in spite of the fact that the beautiful transsexual was on her back and the force of gravity was directly against those man-made knockers. The post-operative transsexual's nipples were harder than ever. The woman with the brand new cunt could feel her brand new pussy tissue crawling around bizarrely between her legs as if those tissues had magically and suddenly developed a mind of their own.
"I have to get something," Joey said.
"What?"
"K-Y."
"Why?"
"Lubrication."
"You want me to sodomize you?" the handsome young stud said.
"No, fuck my cunt."
"Won't you lubricate yourself?"
"I-uhhhhhhh-I have trouble with that," the beautiful transsexual said.
"I see."
She fetched the lubricant jelly and unscrewed the cap.
"Stop," he said.
"Why?" she asked.
"Let me do it for you," he said.
"Okay."
She wondered if Christopher would be able to tell that her pussy was man-made. He squirted a snake of jelly onto his right fingertips. The brand-new full-fledged woman spread her femininely tapered thighs open past a perfect right angle-to an obtuse angle.
"Rub my cunt," she said.
"So pretty," he said.
He rubbed the jelly just inside Joey's inner cunt lips.
"So good," she said. "Yeah, baby."
"You like my cunt."
"Beautiful cunt," he said. He couldn't tell that she had not been born with her poontang!
He pushed jelly inside her cunt with his middle finger and withdrew.
"The inside of your cunt is so HOT!" the handsome young stud said.
"You can't believe how HORNY I am," the beautiful transsexual said.
He mounted her.
"I can feel your cock throbbing against my tummy," she said. "Not for long."
"Soon your cock will be throbbing INSIDE my tummy, Christopher."
"That's right."
He reached back and took his cock in his right hand. He gave it a couple of experimental squeezes, just to make sure it was as hard as possible.
No problem.
No sweat.
Christopher used his right hand, his ham-like right fist, to guide the head of his cock to the mouth of her brand new fuck hole.
He found the hole.
He began to push.
She began to open.
"Ohhhhhhhh, push DEEPER!" the femininely beautiful soap opera star said. "Your cunt is so tight."
"Your cock is so thick."
"Your pussy is so hot."
"Impale me."
"Suck my cock with your cunt," Christopher exclaimed happily.
Christopher pushed all the way inside her pussy and he began to fuck.
"FUCK ME!"
"SUCK WITH YOUR CUNT."
"FUCK HARDER."
"YEAH, BABY."
"FUCK DEEPER."
"OHHHHHHHH!"
Christopher fucked faster and faster until Christopher and Joey came together.
