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Hi.
A date.
As usual I DIDN'T write this story and haven't any claim on it. If
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Ciao
Nostrumo
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At Last
At long last, it was about to happen. What I've always dreamed and longed
for: to be dressed and made up as a woman and to have male-female sexual
intercourse with a man!
My new-found man friend is James Worth. James is a handsome, virile man who
has confided in about me his bisexuality. And I have likewise confided in
James about my feminine, bisexual orientation. We are a perfect match, for
James has always wanted as a lover a man who pretends to be a woman.
James told me that he often fantasizes while having sexual intercourse with
his wife that she is actually a male transvestite. He told me that he
always becomes more sexually excited when thinking that his penis is
thrusting inside his sensual shemale lover's surrogate vagina. James
believes that a true transvestite is more alluring and feminine than most
genetic woman, because the transvestite acts more feminine and is more
hungry to feel and experience the thrill and joy of the hard cock than most
genetic women.
James is making foreplay love to me on the couch. He has taken off my skirt
and unbuttoned my blouse. I am still wearing my padded long-line bra, waist
cincher, garter belt, sheer nylon stockings, spiked open-heel shoes, panties
and my black, sexy and very lacy full slip. My face is made up and my
shoulder-length wig is carefully combed. My chest and legs have been
carefully shaved to remove all traces of unwanted hair. I am wearing a
pearl necklace and alluring dangling earrings. My left hand is sporting
both engagement and wedding rings--for this is James' and my pretend wedding
night. I am his pretty, demure bride and he is my protective, loving
husband!
James is holding me in his arms and deep-mouth French kissing me as his
hands fondle my thighs, legs and buttocks. My little shemale dick is flat
up against my tummy, constrained by my waist cincher and confined by my
women's panties. Tonight, this little hard dick of mine is to both James
and I my clitoris. James has told me this about my clitoris many times in
preparation for our sexual union. James is truly in-charge of me and our
relationship. He has made this obvious, just as he has told me how
desirable I am to him. He looks intently into my eyes and, while he kneads
my panty-clad buttocks, he says, "Wendi, darling. Your eyes are so
beautiful. I can see through them all the way to your vagina!" As he said
this his finger pressed into the silk of my panties, finding its way between
my asscheeks.
James was now gently finger-fucking my surrogate vagina. I looked him in
the eyes and said, "Oh, James darling. I need you so, I want to feel you
inside me!" He got up from the couch and took my hand. He led me to the
bedroom and instructed me to get in bid. He placed a pillow under my
buttocks to prop me up. He then took off my panties, but left them dangling
over my left ankle. James, my wonderful husband, was now completely naked.
His six-inch cock was rigid and so handsome. I couldn't take my eyes off
his penis. I was so excited knowing that his dick was hard for me!
He knelt on his knees on the bed, facing me. He told me to place my legs
over his shoulders. As a good wife, I followed my husband's bedroom
instructions. Time seemed to slow. The events were now in slow motion. My
world was focused on the view of my heaving bra cups constrained by my bra
and slip. My slip was pulled up above my waist. My large clitoris was
sticking straight up in the air. Just below my clitoris was James' rigid
cock. He applied K-Y jelly to his large husband-tool, and then he worked
some of the lubricant into my surrogate vagina. I cried out, "Oh, darling,
do me! Please take me, my manly lover!" He replied, "Yes Wendi, honey. I
need you so, baby."
With this I could see and feel his hard cock slowly ease inside of me, until
his handsome chest was close enough that I could touch and rub him. The
view of my nylon legs astride his broad shoulders, my body attired in
women's intimate undergarments. The incongruity of the unmistakable
presence of a small but very hard penis protruding from the "woman's" groin,
in what otherwise appears to be a completely heterosexual couple beginning
coitus.
Now James is momentarily still. I can feel his hardness deep inside me. I
feel so feminine and desired. My sexual feelings are more intense than they
ever before. I can't imagine why I would ever want to be with a woman when
I can be a woman in this way! And, I'm not a lesbian; but a fully
heterosexual woman! I want always to be this way with James--sexually
coupled in this most intimate and profound way.
Now, my husband begins to slowly thrust inside me. My surrogate vagina
clings tightly to his penis. I can feel every delicious inch of his
mantool. As he slides in and out, my mind's eye tracks the motion of his
cockhead inside me. I know that the stimulation of his cockhead against the
tight confines of my surrogate vagina must be giving him immense pleasure.
I hope his the pleasure he is feeling from my surrogate vagina is as intense
as the pleasure he is now giving me.
I am now fully adjusted to his penis, and he is able to thrust inside me
with ease. I want him, oh I want to feel his semen. I cry out, "Oh, James!
Darling husband, fuck me faster! Do me! Do me! Please don't stop!" With
this, my lover begins to fuck me faster. I can now hear the bed springs
squeaking. Wow! My clitoris-dickette flops about as my body takes the
now-jack hammer drives of my lover. I grab my flopping sissy stick and
begin to jack off as I take my lover's profound sexual thrusts. Suddenly,
James' face stiffens and he cries out, "Oh Wendi, darling! Fuck! Fuck!
Take my cum my sweet bitch!" My darling now gives me those last short
strokes. Oh my gawd! I can feel his semen flooding deep into my vaginal
sheath! I feel my own climax as my sissy stick shoots my shemale juices
onto my tummy and onto James' groin. I cry out, "Oh, James darling, I'm a
fulfilled woman!" He huskily replies, "Yes, babe, our marriage is
consummated!" With this we kiss and kiss while still coupled.
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