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 Gender Bender (MTF Tran, Orgy)

   HOUSE RULES: The sign by the door stated.

   THIS IS A 21 AND OVER, MEMBERS ONLY CLUB.  CRASHERS WILL BE ARRESTED,
AND CHARGED WITH CRIMINAL TRESSPASS.

   ONE (1) GUEST PER MEMBER, PER NIGHT.  NO EXCEPTIONS.

   CONSENT IS NEVER ASSUMED, ASK.

   NO HARRASSMENT OF STAFF, OR PATRONS WILL BE TOLERATED.  NO MEANS NO.

   NO UNPROTECTED SEX.  CONDOMS, GLOVES, DENTAL DAMS, AND LUBE ARE
AVAILABLE, FREE OF CHARGE.

   "This is a members only club," the bouncer had a deep husky tenor.  I
was instantly attracted to hir androgyny, almost as tall as me, but had be
at least a stone heavier.  It was all muscle, though, except the good sized
bulges on hir chest.  Could've been falsies, but that would only make them
as hard as the rest of hir.

   "She's with me," I felt the guy behind me, his hand on my ass.

   "ID?" I handed over my new one.  It was official, I really was 26, but
not the same at all.  With the birth less than a year ago, I was a new
woman.  No surprise noone recognised me.  "$20.00 Cover," I fished one out.
And towed my patron inside by the hand.

   I turned right inside, "Thanks," but blocked his arm aside.

   "No problem," he reached up for my chest instead, so I decided to make
it up to him.  He tasted of cigarettes, and coffee, but no alcahol, yet. 
He felt nice, through his jeans, so I just led him out of traffic, and
followed his zipper down.  "Here."

   I unwrapped the rubber while he hauled his cock out.  I licked my lips
expectantly at the sight of his short thick uncut beercan of a dick, and
popped the koozy in my mouth.  The hood rolled back from his bloated head
as it slipped into the XL condom, but I bottomed out before I ran out of
latex.  My tounge squeeked so only I could hear, and I kissed his tip with
my throat, but I couldn't get it all the way in.

   I shrugged out of the straps of my dress, cupped my tits, tickled the
nipples while I sucked him.  I was just getting warmed up, in no hurry to
get onto the fucking untill I was good, and ready.  "Uh!" he gasped, and
held a breath, so I pushed back down to feel him fill the rubber.  He
bulged in my mouth, over and over and I wished I could taste it.  "Yeah!"
he finally breathed.

   I brought my thighs together to rise out of my crouch, and let the dress
fall to the floor.  "You're welcome." Now I was getting uncomfortably hot.
He looked me up, and down.  Nothing between us but lace panties, he got a
good look.

   "Seeya later," he left me, headed for the bar, and I breifly fantasized
about kicking him in the back of the head.  Then, I looked around the room,
and changed my mind.  It's a sex club.  Lighting ranged from "Look at me!"
spots to deep dark corners, and intermittant flashes between.  It wasn't
packed, yet, but there was still quite a menu.  All where on display, naked
or wearing just enough to accentuate.  After my philatious appetizer, I
wanted some pussy.  Fortunately, a cute little kitten slinked up before I
had to make a choice.

   "Straight?" she snapped one gloved with another.

   "Not particularly," I didn't have time for a full explanation.

   "Good," I took her hand, guided it between my legs, and let them come
open.  Her eyes widened, but she smiled.  I felt her chest while she leaned
in to kiss mine.  The lace, and latex felt all kinds of sexy on my crotch,
and I closed my eyes as a nipple slipped into her mouth.  I leaned back
against the wall, felt the nice B-C cups in my hands, mouth on my tit, hand
in my panties gripping, petting.  She pulled them down, hooked them under
my purse to slip me into something safer.

   I opened my eyes, danced around to put her between me, and the wall.  It
was, of course, plush, and padded.  I had to bend my knees way down, even
lift her a little to slip in.  She was burning up, hot to the touch,
panting warm, and moist on my neck.  My ears burned, my pulse drowning out
the music as the world contracted around us.  I felt her vulva, her
clitorus against my smoothe pubis.  I just ground into her, no stroke, just
coital tribado to make it last.  I hadn't had a hardon like this in months,
and I wanted it to last all night, knowing it wouldn't.

   Her hands came around, grabbing my ass between her knees, and pushing me
into her with all her strength.  Her lips came in, lapping, kissing, and
sucking at my throat.  I just put my elbows to the wall, fed into her, felt
her cervex twitch and pucker then the rippling contraction of her orgasm
spasm around me.

   "Uhhhhoo!" she shuddered, "Fu!" then couldn't breathe.  I tried to hold
off, but the internal muscular dance pulled my own orgasm from me.  I
ceased to exist as the hardest cum I could remember broke free, and threw
me around the room.  I couldn't help my eyes clenching, my teeth locking,
the roar in my ears a white noise to shut out everything.  I was deaf,
blind, but not numb.  All I could feel was the pleasure, the flesh, fluid,
and lust mixing, boiling and storming inside me, us.

   It was, as always too quick.  She was still twitching as I became aware
of her again, and I realised I somehow managed to stay standing.  The only
thing holding her up was my barb in her, and remarkably, that stayed up as
well.  "Fuckit," I started rolling my hips, fucking her half stroke before
I lost it comletely.  "Jesus," it just wouldn't go down!  She stopped
cumming, started fucking me back, and I was still hard!  This Lavitra(c)
was fantastic stuff, I laughed.  Not only did it counteract the antilibido
effects of the hormones that gave me this great figure, did it make me
multi-orgasmic?

   One way to find out, I fucked my hardest, tried my damnedest to nail her
to the wall, fuck through it into the next room.  She had her legs clasped
around me, hauling me in, then relaxing to let me pull out.  She mauled my
chest, gripping, pulling, and twisting my tits roughly.  Her lips pulled
back over neat white teeth clenched in a feral rictus under tight closed
eyes.  "UGH!" she came again, and I kept fucking to try and catch up.  I
timed it with her spasms, pulling back with the wave to sink in between. 
Still, I couldn't come, so I gave her more stroke, and more untill I
accidently pulled out.

   She didn't quite fall, with her legs locked on my waist, and my elbows
under her arms.  I gently let her down, still shuddering, that snarl still
on her lips.  I turned, and my unnatural erection swung around the room. 
Like a dowsing rod, it seeked satisfaction.  I stripped off the
profullactic, and downed it like a shot.  Sexual energy crackled around me,
and the hair stood up on my neck.  It energized me further, pushing me to
redline so that I had to hunch reflexively slipping another one on.

   Everyone else noticed too.  I was the center of attention, and I even
saw the guy who brought me in staring wide eyed, and mouthed.  I stepped
over to a couch, and waited for people to show up.  I had a mouth on my
cock, and another in my face post haste.  I drowned in flesh, clad cocks,
hands, pussy, tits, and ass churning around me untill I came again.  It
wasn't nearly as powerfull as the first, but once again, I stayed up for
more.  I had two dicks in me, something warm, and wet on mine, and just
went with the undulating slamdance of sex.  Time lost all meaning, and I
lost all memory of it's existance.



   Nothing lasts forever, but it felt like it for a while.  At last, I was
left with my still throbbing erection, and it was starting to hurt.  I
grabbed my dress, and slipped it on headded for the door.  I left my
panties, managed to snag my purse on my way to fresh air.  I was burning
up, dizzy, and ached from my bender.  The cool night air embraced me, and I
spread my arms to hug it back.  The light fabric, tented by my synthetic
virility fluttered in the breeze, and I shivered.

   "God!" I shouted skyward, "What a night!"

   "Amen!' I turned to the bouncer, already recognizing hir voice, "You
might want to get that looked at."

   "Everybody saw it!" I was so proud.

   "No," s/he smiled, "By a doctor."
   "Oh," maybe that wasn't such a bad idea...