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Friday Night Flings
by Shooterguy123 (shooterguy123@yahoo.com)

***

A bisexual cross-dresser loves being a manas woman. 
Friday night fun is what he lives for. (MM, bi, 
anal)

***

YES! Friday was finally here and the weekend was upon 
me! My entire week was spent waiting for an opportunity 
to have some fun. Work, quite simply, bores the hell 
out of me.

As soon as the clock hit 5pm, I was on the way out and 
headed home. I did not hate my job, but it certainly 
was not what I lived for. My enjoyment came fully from 
other areas of my life. Shopping was one of my favorite 
things to do and going to stores where sexy clothing 
could be obtained a prime adventure. Tonight, I'd be on 
the town and looking for some hot fun. Like many prior 
weekends, I knew I'd find it.

Once home, I quickly shed my work clothes and drew a 
hot bath. A bit of scented oil would make it a great 
end to the day. When the tub was full, I eased into it 
and sank up to my neck in the hot soothing water. The 
scent of a floral bouquet arose from the water and 
light bubbles covered the surface. I lay in the bath, 
soaking up the luxury. My body tingling with excitement 
as I daydreamed of the nights ahead. 

At 32, five-foot seven, long blonde naturally curly 
hair, which at work was always in a ponytail, and deep 
green eyes, I had matured well. My shape was not 
hourglass, but it was, as they say, hot. There were 
many admirers of my body and I intended to keep it that 
way. Ok, party over 45 minutes of relaxation was 
enough. I waned to be downtown by nine and I'd never 
get there this way. I reached for the razor and made 
sure all of the parts of my body, legs, underarms, and 
a neatly trimmed patch of hair below was perfectly 
cared for. No slacking on care if you want to look your 
best. 

After I completed my necessary tasks, I emerged from 
the bath, which was rapidly cooling, and dried myself, 
wrapping the giant towel around me. I moved to the 
dressing area where the hair and facial work would be 
completed. My face was well proportioned and my 
features were soft. I was quite simply very feminine 
and cute. I released my hair from the ponytail secured 
to my head to keep it dry as I bathed and brushed it 
thoroughly. 

The golden locks were well past my shoulders and feel 
neatly around my head. It provided a soft frame for my 
face. One of my best features I thought. I placed 
curlers in my hair to put the curls just where I wanted 
them. With that in process, I applied my makeup—first 
the light colors on my eyelids, then the mascara to 
darken my lashes, which were naturally long. After 
this, a light powder to soften my skin a little and I 
was ready to begin dressing. 

I walked to my dresser and took out my latest sexy 
lingerie acquisition. The light lavender color matching 
bra, garterbelt and panty set would set off my hot body 
just perfectly. I placed the bra on and connected the 
hooks in the back. Then the straps over my shoulders 
and my 32B breasts were adjusted for comfort in the 
soft and silky cups. The look was having its impact 
already. I was feeling the old warming in my stomach. 
The panty was next on, but only after a light dusting 
of powder. The light lacy material fit perfectly and 
was the perfect base for me to overlay the six strap 
garterbelt.

Attaching it in the back, I adjusted it so the straps 
were perfectly aligned down the front, sides and backs 
of my legs. Then I retrieved a pair of black small 
weave fishnet thigh high stockings from my lingerie 
drawer and carefully placed them over my feet one by 
one, then bringing them up to my upper thigh where one 
by one, I attached the closures from the garterbelt 
straps that would hold my stockings taunt. After all 
six were attached, I arose, walked into an alcove with 
a triple mirror and was pleased with what I saw. My 
work was not done, but it sure was getting there. Oops, 
7:45, netter get moving. 

I took the curlers from my hair and brushed it gently 
to retain the curl. Like a charm it fell into place and 
cascaded down my back past my shoulder blades when I 
shook my head. A little forming and bangs were in 
place, providing a perfect look. I was satisfied. I 
moved to the closet where decisions are tough. Finally, 
I decided on a light off blue blouse and a mid thigh 
blue skirt. The blouse slid sexily across my skin as I 
put it on and buttoned it. 

The material was thin, and if you looked really hard, 
the light lavender color of my lingerie could be seen. 
That was ok because in the night lighting, I would just 
be another honey looking to get fucked. The skirt cam 
nest and the nylon lining was cool to the touch as it 
slid up my silk covered legs. There was about four 
inches of drop below where the garterbelt straps held 
the silky hose in place. I made sure the blouse was in 
place and closed the fastener and zipper, locking the 
skirt in place snugly around my body. 

The skirt really showed off my narrow midsection and 
made a nice look around my hips. The material was just 
thick enough to disguise the straps snugging up my 
hose. My blouse, now held down by the skirt, made my 
firm breast stand out behind the thin material. The 
last thing I needed was shoes. I selected a pair of 
black three inch heel pumps. Once on my feet, I was 
there. Last item, a moderate red lipstick and my pouty 
little mouth was complete. A slow gaze in the mirror 
and I knew somebody would be having me for delight 
tonight!

The drive to one of my favorite night spots in the city 
took about 35 minutes. I got there just after 9:30 and 
the place was alive already. There were lots of people 
there and several hot looking guys. I took a seat in a 
dimly lit area at the bar, near a rear corner. I had 
discovered long ago that this was the best place to 
talk and have some fun if I wanted to start it. It was 
not long before I was noted and a gentleman of about 45 
years age approached and asked if I would like a drink. 
I accepted and my new acquaintance took up a place on 
the barstool next to me. We chatted and exchanged 
names. His was Ed and I told him I was Lorraine and 
happy to meet him. 

After some small talk, I discovered Ed was in town for 
a sales meeting and wondered what the town had to offer 
for fun. His grin told me he wanted sex and nothing 
else would be fun. I explained that there were many 
things to do, and I might be able to assist him. Ed was 
appreciative and moved his stool a little away from the 
bar and closer to me. By this time, we were almost 
facing and only a few feet apart. We continued to talk 
and Ed told me he was married and lived in 
Pennsylvania, near some city that was known for high 
quality watch making. Personally, he sold high tinsel 
strength steel. 

I was beginning to tell him about my job at the 
hospital when I caught his gaze down to my legs. My 
skirt had ridden up on my right leg just enough to let 
the end of the garter strap show. Ed's gaze caught that 
and he had a pleasing look on his face. I explained I 
was embarrassed and he told me not to be. His wife wore 
stupid pantyhose and he hated them. Hot, sexy lingerie 
was a huge turn on for him and he loved it. He wanted 
to know if I would dance with him and I readily agreed 
at the next slow song they played. 

On the floor I fell into Ed's arms. His body moved to 
mine and lost in the crowd on the floor, hands began to 
roam a little. As we danced, I could feel his muscular 
arms and body as much as he could feel my nicely 
encased breasts on his chest. His hands wandered down 
my back as we swayed to the music and eventually found 
their way to my ass where Ed's hands griped my tight 
buns and sent chills through my spine. From the front, 
I could tell he was a man of steel. In fact, it felt as 
if he brought some with him in his trousers. 

The evening continued with Ed and I dancing and 
drinking until about 12:15 in the morning. Ed said that 
he had had enough of this and wanted to take me to his 
room in the hotel nearby. I asked what he had on his 
mind and was rewarded with "some hot sex." OK, I was up 
for that!

When we arrived at his hotel I was the recipient of 
several stares and some admiring glances, even a 
catcall from somewhere rang out. No matter, I knew 
where I was headed and the party was private. At Ed's 
room he quickly ushered to the bed where a long 
passionate kiss was immediate. Our tongues wrestled and 
I finally felt his hand eagerly searching out my 
breasts. That felt so good as he massaged the B cup 
globes and pinched my nipples lightly. I was warming up 
fast and needed to have something for me. I reached 
down and grasped what until now only my stomach had 
felt. His cock was huge! I had to see this one up 
close. 

I slid down the bed and was assisted in getting his 
trousers off. Sticking through his boxers was a cock 
not less than nine inches long and at least two and a 
half inches in diameter. The head was only slightly 
larger and very nicely formed. Without hesitation, I 
began to suck his giant member. As I did, my clothes 
came off and I was left in bra, garterbelt, and 
stockings in seconds. I removed my bra and Ed's hands 
went to my nipples immediately. He tweaked them, making 
me shudder all over. I resumed trying to stuff his cock 
down my throat and stroked the shaft of that tool while 
I did. 

It was only about four minutes before my reward was 
granted. Ed groaned, shoved his hips upward and let 
loose a torrent of hot cum. I felt his cock head expand 
as he exploded into my mouth. My lips felt the pulsing 
of his cock each time muscle contractions forced more 
of his pent up juice from within. Slowly, the rush of 
his cum subsided. I continued to lick his cock and 
clean my lips with my tongue until every last drop was 
in my stomach. His juices were almost sweet and 
certainly not like the other men's cum that had passed 
my lips. 

Because his cock was super sensitive now, Ed pulled me 
close to him. He began to suck and play with my breasts 
freely now and I moaned in delight. "Give me ten 
minutes and I'll be hard again," Ed said. "Then I am 
going to fuck you good!" At that point I knew I had to 
take control or likely be killed so, I said, "I would 
love to have your cock buried in me but its not a good 
time if you know what I mean." Ed replied, "I have 
fucked a lot of women and some virgins, blood is not 
going to scare me out of giving you some cock." "Well, 
we'll see," I said. Knowing full well it was not going 
to happen. 

The lights were off except for the bathroom nightlight 
and I made excuse to go to the bathroom. Once inside, I 
removed my panties and retrieved some personal 
lubricant from my clutch. As I came back into the room, 
my breast stiffened from the cool air and Ed exclaimed, 
"Damend you are hot with your breasts pointing out and 
in nothing but stockings and garterbelt." 

"Thank you," I replied as I climbed back into bed. "I 
have decided to give toy something special. Something 
very special," I said. With that, I moved down and 
began to suck that deflated cock. It only took a few 
minutes to get the I-beam of steel man rising. When 
fully hard, I began to apply the lubricant to Ed's 
monster and at the same time, applied a little to my 
butt crack and backdoor opening. Ed realized what was 
going to be happening and told me to get on all fours. 
I said, "no way mister, I will control how much of that 
cock and how fast I take it. You'd kill me otherwise." 

Ed laughed and lay back on the bed again. I straddled 
him and let the tips of my nipples drag on his chest. 
He groaned with pleasure, groaning louder as the tip of 
hid cock touched my ass cheeks. Slowly I moved 
downward, positioning myself so my tight ass opening 
was moving into alignment with his cock's head. I 
shuddered at the though of taking that monster in my 
ass when I felt the lubricated tip touch the puckered 
spot. I had experienced men in my ass before, but no as 
big as this. 

"Don't you dare try to shove that in me," I said, as Ed 
tried to push. "I'll do it," I said. Ed relaxed and I 
moved a littler further down. At this point, I felt the 
tip of his cock pushing solidly against my opening. I 
slowly pushed and felt the slow expansion as the tip 
tried to get into me. Pulling forward slightly, then 
rocking backwards, I continued the assault on my hole 
as it relaxed let more of the heads diameter into my 
body. 

After about five minutes, I had become feverish with 
desire. I needed to be fucked and was determined to get 
this cock in my ass. Ed needed it, but not as much as I 
did. The wanton desire made me exert extra pressure on 
my next backward movement. The pain was almost 
intolerable. I felt the searing heat in my body, nausea 
in my stomach, and stretching of my hole as the head of 
Ed's cock popped past my hole and into my body. "Fuck!" 
I yelled, "Don't move!" I remained in this position for 
a few moments, breathing deeply as if delivering a 
child while my bodily alarms stopped reacting to this 
ripping apart sensation. I squeezed my anal muscles to 
try and relax them and it had some positive impact. The 
pain was subsiding and I was contemplating my next 
actions. 

Slowly, I moved to my knees and assumed a partial 
sitting position directly above Ed's crotch. From this 
position, I slowly began to ease down on that piece of 
meat. Thank God for the lubricant I had or this would 
never happen. About one inch of the shaft slid into my 
body and then I slowly raised myself up a bit. I 
repeated this process over and over as Ed's cock filled 
my body. Fifteen minutes after starting, I was fully 
impaled on a trophy cock if there ever was one. My ass 
cheeks were solidly onto Ed's crotch and his cock, I 
think lodged in the base of my chest area. I had never 
felt so full. Ed said, "My God, you got it in all the 
way and I am fucking ready to cum again almost." Well, 
that set me off and I began pumping up and down, each 
stroke feeling a little better than the last. 

Soon, we were rocking hard as he fucked up and I fucked 
downward onto his meat. I was rewarded as he shoved 
upward and grunted as he unleashed his next load into 
me. I could almost feel it splashing into my bowels as 
he pumped his seed into my guts. When he completed, I 
slowly lay sown on him and as his blood engorged cock 
deflated, it pulled from my ass. I was done. No more 
fucking for me tonight. I lay on Ed's chest for a few 
moments and heard him say, "stay all night and I'll put 
this in your cunt too!" 

I told Ed that I could not stay and actually had to 
leave soon. I went to the bathroom where I placed a 
cold washcloth on my ass and cleaned the lubricant 
residue off of me. There were a few spots of blood on 
the cloth when I rinsed it, but after taking that cock, 
I was glad not to need a transfusion. I got dressed and 
went back out to where Ed still lay on the bed. As I 
did, I noticed several large globs of cum on the floor. 
Snickering, I thought that there was no way my ass was 
going to shrink back down for months! 

"That was fucking fantastic! You are one hot woman! I 
could only wish my wife would do half what you did 
tonight," Ed said. "Well tell her what we did and tell 
her you'll do it again with someone else if she 
doesn't," I whispered. I kissed Ed good by, put on my 
heels, and walked out of his room. 

When I got to my car and began driving home I thought 
how it was not too bad. Being born with no vaginal 
passage, and no penis except a tiny opening through 
which I could pee had been overcome by my more feminine 
hormones. I sported little body hair, no facial hair, 
and with hormones, had grown a nice pair of boobs. I 
looked feminine and acted and talked feminine. 

All I needed was an opportunity to try to be a woman 
and I learned early in my teens how to do that. When I 
moved on my own, to a town where I was unknown, I 
became a woman. And as long as a cock gets to fuck 
something, men will never care what it is. As long as I 
get to fuck something, I'll be happy. But right now, my 
ass is killing me. It's a good killing though. 

END

Let me know if you figured it out before the ending! 
Shooterguy123@yahoo.com 

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