Getting to grips with the initial shock of Marielle being a shemale Peter
thought of all the possibilities. He was certainly attracted to her in a
big way, she had shown him nothing but kindness and willingness, and so
what was the problem. Meanwhile Marielle was sitting on the bed
crying. Sitting beside her he put his arm around her and drew her in close
to him. “Things will work out, if that’s what you want?” “We can but try”
he said. Wiping her eyes with a tissue, she smiled all she had ever wanted
was for someone to accept the way she was, Grace had done so, why couldn’t
everyone else?
Standing in front of Peter she removed her dress, she was now naked, he
couldn’t take his eyes off of her, she certainly had an a gorgeous figure,
the most beautiful face, her rounded but firm perky breasts, the long waist
length hair and those long legs that seemed to go on forever. She sat back
down beside him, again he put his arms around her, he wanted her, and he
desired his lips touched hers as the fell backwards on the bed. Laying
there they started fondling each other no words were spoken; they
understood each other perfectly and knew of the possibilities. Kissing her
deeply and passionately he held her close, her arms around him and touching
him gently, his mouth found a ripe erect nipple and he suckled on it bring
Marielle to a new height, and with her clitty throbbing Peter went down to
suck on it., moving down between her legs his head bobbing up and down and
his arms outstretched finger tweaking her moist nipples. This was a new
experience for him, and he was enjoying it, and as he looked up he could
see Marielle writhing and moving about the bed. The sucking became more in
tense, and the more excited Peter became, the more he found it hard to
control himself. Deeper and deeper into his throat he took Marielle’s
clitty, until it exploded and spurted in his mouth, Marielle moaning with
ecstasy.

Turning her over onto her stomach, Peter grabbed her by the hips onto her
knees. Looking for some lubrication he found some in a drawer, and with
that he lubricated Marielle’s pretty tight asshole with his fingers, making
sure it was nice and slippery, as he entered her hole with his huge erect
cock. Taking his time, going a little deeper each time, he heard her moan,
when he was totally inside her ass he put his arms around her and tweaked
her nipples again, she responded by pushing her ass back into him, as if to
say take me, I’m yours. Holding her hips he pushed his cock in and out, he
couldn’t get enough of her, he went a little faster, not too much as he
wanted to enjoy this moment, and knowing Marielle was willing participant
did help. “My god “he thought “what a wonderful feeling”, quickening up the
pace, and thrusting deeper he could feel the build up, trying hard not to
cum too soon he pounded into her now not so tight ass, until he could hold
back no more, and with a shout of “I’m cumming “his body jerked a few times
as he spurted his seed into her ass, before collapsing onto Marielle’s
back. Kissing her neck he rolled off and they were kissing one another with
such a passion when suddenly they both stopped and stared at each other,
there was this feeling that they were not alone, noticing the bedroom door
standing wide open, they look and were surprised, for who should be
standing there but Grace, herself.

“I see you have both had a nice time since I have been away” she said,
looking at the two naked people on her bed. “Did you enjoy yourself Peter?”
what could he say, “How much did you see?” he asked Grace. “I saw enough
“was the reply. “Stay where you are both of you” said Grace as she walked
across the room to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror she took
off her jacket, undid her skirt and let it fall to the floor, unhooking her
bra she let it fall and bent down to take her panties off and hold up
stockings, and was fixing her hair, when just at moment in time Peter
walked in, he wished to wash his cock and make it clean again. Seeing Grace
standing there in all her glory made his cock go hard again, “what was she
thinking of doing now” thought Peter, then a thought came to him and a big
smile came across his face, drying off his cock he returned to the bedroom
. A shout came from the bathroom “just you two carry on, I’m going to have
a quick shower”, Turning the shower tap on Grace quickly dived in and have
a shower just to freshen herself up after a day at the office, Shutting off
the tap she could hear strange noises coming from the bedroom, wrapping the
towel around herself she walked to the bathroom door and stood and stared
at the antics that Marielle and Peter were getting up too, the two of them
romping upon the bed.

As they settled down to comfort each other, Grace could see how tenderly
they touched Peter lying on top of Marielle and kissing all over her body,
kissing each nipple and licking it, even nibbling at them made Grace drop
the towel lower on her body. Touching her own breasts she wished and
imagined it was Peter who was handling them, touching her nipples, and
squeezing them till they were erect.

Peter slowly moved down Marielle’s body, kissing her stomach and down her
thighs, Marielle’s small clitty standing to attention made Grace want it to
be her. The towel had totally fallen off of Grace’s body and her hand went
straight to her honey pot, fingering her clitty she realised how wet she
was, watching what they were doing, had it got her this excited? Putting
her fingers into vagina she began to finger herself wanting so much to have
a huge cock inside her. Moaning quietly as her fingers did a merry dance
inside her, Peter looked up and saw Grace, whispering something to Marielle
he stopped what he was doing and got off the bed, walking towards Grace he
took her hand and led her to the bed.

Peter lay in the middle of the bed with `his’ two women. Kissing Marielle
he felt Grace stretch across his body, she suckled on Marielle’s nipple
while her hand went down and around Peter’s hard cock, pounding it up and
down to a rhythm. Peter had Marielle in one arm still kissing her and with
his other was playing with Grace’s clitty. Both women were moaning with
pleasure. Then Marielle stopped kissing Peter and went down on Grace and
sucked and licked her sopping wet clitty, her arms out stretched playing
with Grace’s huge breasts, fingering her nipples and giving them a little
squeeze now and again. Mean while Peter had taken his cock and put it in
Grace’s mouth letting her suck, lick and flick her tongue around it, she
ate him hungrily; Grace’s hands came up under Peters testicles, as she
played with them and the ring at the back of the scrotum, the other
stretched up to pull the ring on his nipple. He gave a groan his cock was
nearly at the exploding point with Grace sucking so hard on it, her heading
bobbing up and down off of the pillow. Peter pulled the cock out of Grace’s
mouth gave it a few strokes before jerking and going into spasms as his cum
juice went over Grace’s mouth and chin, Marielle, having enjoyed eating
Grace’s pussy, a wet ring around her mouth was climbing slowly up the bed
. She wanted to taste and started to lick Peter’s cum off of Grace’s face,
and before they knew it they were kissing. Grace lightly touching
Marielle’s pert breast playing with the nipple as Marielle’s hand went to
finger her wet clitty. Their kissing became so intense, mixing both their
juices, cum with cum; both ate each others face hungrily, Peter sat back
and watched them.

The women went into a sixty-nine position, Grace having Marielle’s small
but hard clitty in her mouth, and Marielle back sucking Grace’s pussy, and
fingering Grace’s ass with two fingers. `God was this a vision or what’
thought Peter’ this is every man’s dream, and it is happening right here in
front of me’. Both were sucking away at each other the slurping noises were
getting louder and louder just like the moans. It was getting too much for
both women and Marielle beckoned to Peter, who was all to ready to
oblige. Marielle slipped off of Grace’s body and stood to watch what Peter
was about to do. Lying on his back he let Grace mount him. She moaned with
delight as she lowered herself on his rock hard throbbing cock. He
meanwhile teased her nipples until they were hard and brought her down so
he could suckle on them. Grace kissed all round his face hungrily she
wanted him badly, as her hot wet sopping pussy moved up and down on his
cock she felt a presence behind her, it was Marielle standing with her
small but very hard clitty in her hand. Moving nearer toward Grace she took
some lubrication from the jar at the bedside table, and spreading it on her
fingers she penetrated Grace’s ass, Grace’s gave a loud moan.

Marielle took hold of Grace’s hips and raised Grace’s ass up slightly so
she could penetrate it with her small hard cock. Slowly and methodically
she began to get into a rhythm, all three were in a state of ecstasy, all
enjoying each others body, but Grace most of all for she had her two
orifices filled at the one time. As each cock penetrated her Grace moan
with sheer delight, wanting it to never end, how long could the all last
out.

Marielle was the first to cum, she had gotten so excited and carried away
that just as she withdrew her hot wet juice came all over Grace’s ass, as
it trickled down the crevasse of the buttocks it dripped onto Peter’s
scrotum, making him wet there, more than he already was with Grace’s juices
and with the build up of heat between them causing beads of sweat over both
their bodies. Marielle stood back and watch the pair writhe and squirm
about, Grace, panting orgasm after orgasm but finally it was the big one,
Peter’s rock hard pulsating cock could take no more and a few jerks and
shudders he shot his load into Grace whose body was shuddering and her
breast heaving as she came herself. Grace couldn’t speak, let alone
anything besides she slipped off of Peter’s body lay back exhausted, trying
to catch her breathe she found it difficult to talk at that precise moment
in time. When she managed to compose herself, she looked up to see Marielle
licking and sucking Peter’s cock clean.

Feeling quite envious of Marielle licking Peter’s cock, Grace demanded that
Marielle get down between her legs and lick all the cum from her, like the
obedient maid she was she knelt at the bottom of the bed, bent down and
started to lick her Mistress’s pussy, the sweet taste of her Mistress’s cum
and the saltiness of Peter’s made and interesting combination, her tongue
delving deep inside Grace’s pussy sucking all the cum juices out, lapping
it all up. Pushing the pussy lips apart so she could tongue Grace’s clit,
Marielle’s tongue went into every crevasse, even into Grace’s pee
hole. Taking her finger she began to massage Grace’s clit, although it was
a nice feeling Grace stopped her. `I need to pee’ said Grace `lie down
Peter with you mouth open,’ Peter stared at her,’ Look I’m your Mistress
you will do as you are told now get down on the bed with you mouth open’
Peter obeyed . Climbing back on the bed he lay on his back with his mouth
open and Grace straddled his face.’ Now remember’ she said `if one drop of
urine goes on the bedding it will be punishment time for you again, so try
not to let spill from your mouth’. Crouching down Grace pulled her pussy
lips apart and slowly began to urinate in Peter’s mouth, he made sure he
got every drop and none was spilt, stopping mid stream she told Peter to
get off the bed and Marielle to take his place, obediently Marielle lay on
the bed mouth wide open. Again Grace crouched over Marielle’s face and
pulling the pussy lips apart she slowly finished her urination in
Marielle’s mouth, she then told her to lick her Mistress dry.

Deciding that she needed a shower Grace climbed off the bed and went to the
bathroom, turning on the shower tap she let it run till the water was warm,
and then she shouted on Peter come to her, but saying Marielle must stay
where she was in bed. Peter didn’t think this fair for he wanted to be with
the two of them but he must obey his Mistress, so he walked over to the
bathroom and saw Grace in the shower beckoning him to come beside
her. Hesitantly he got into the shower with her. `Soap me all over’ she
told him ‘let me feel your hands all over my body, raising her head up to
meet his eyes she said `how I adore you, I want you for myself, I will not
share you ever again’ kissing him fully on the lips, but Peter didn’t
respond to Grace’s disappointment, she became quite angry and slapped his
face hard, `Get out of my sight `she said `You ingrate that you are’. `You
want that thing through there on the bed, she is neither one nor the other
and you show her your passion your desire, and what about me? Don’t I
deserve some happiness?’ With that Peter turned walked out of the shower
and the bathroom, Grace could hear Marielle begging him to stay, and the
bedroom door slam close.
To find out what happens next you will have to wait and see. Will Peter
walk out of either Marielle’s and Grace’s life for good or will they make
amends, for that you will have to wait for part 5.

Let me tell you a little bit about myself I’m five feet 10 inches tall
around 220 pounds, brown hair and eyes very muscular, I’m an
ex-professional boxer.

Around 10 years ago I I was working as a bouncer erotic a nightclub in Fort
Lauderdale, when one night I heard a commotion in the parking lot. There
were several men beating up a beautiful woman, when I tried to break it up
I ended up getting very banged up myself.
Her name was misty, she thanked me for helping her and asked if I need a
ride home since I was so beat up. I told her I was just doing my job but
since my glasses were broken I’d appreciate a ride home.

When we arrived god yes my house I invited her inside. I asked her why
those guys wanted to beat her up. She told me she was a trans-sexual, I
was shocked I had never met a transsexual before. Then she started
crying and told me what a nice guy I was and how she wished she had a
man like me. Then she reached over and started hugging me. I held her
for a while, then she tried to kiss me. I told her I’m not gay. She
said I know you’re not gay but I’d like to repay you for your kindness,
and then she started to kneel in front of me and undo my pants. I
didn’t know what to do and I froze for a minute, and she ripped my pants
down to my ankles and inhaled my cock.

It’s felt great, she knew how to suck, she grabbed my balls hard and
deep throated my cock, I never felt such incredible suction before, she
squeezed my balls so hard by almost screamed. I finally said,” god yes
suck my cock” she stood up and took off the rest of my clothes, then
she threw me onto the bed and took off her clothes.
She then climbed on top of ME and told ME to suck her balls. I had
never seen an erect penis before accept my own. Hers was much larger
must have been over nine inches. She said in a very deep erotic voice
suck my cock boy and started rubbing in all over my face. I became very
turned on at this point and opened my mouth which she promptly shoved
her cock in my mouth and started to fuck my mouth.

I had never been this turned on before I didn’t know what to think. My
mouth was being fucked by a beautiful she male and I liked it.
At this point she tried to turn me over onto my stomach I asked her what
she was doing? She said “it’s okay baby turnover” and flipped me over
onto my stomach. I told her I don’t want to be fucked which she said I
think you do and started to shove her huge cock in my ass. I screamed
it’s too big don’t AHHHH don’t god dam- it it’s too big. At this point
I felt it slide in my ass, I tried to get her off ME but she was very
strong, she said “take easy baby it will feel good in a minute” she
stopped thrusting so I tried to relax and after several minutes she
started fucking ME very slowly. My cock was rubbing against the bed
sheets. I was so horny at this point I would’ve done anything. She
told ME tell me your my bitch! I said never. So she withdrew her cock
and shoved it all the way back in as hard as she could. I screamed in
pain. She said,” tell me your my bitch”. I was then in incredible pain
and had no choice but to shout out I’m your bitch please fuck me!

To which she said “you need to be fucked like a bitch on your back with
your legs spread” and then she flipped me over and spread my legs and
shoved her cock in my ass. While she thrusts viciously in my ass she
jerked my cock harder than ever before. I howled in pleasure and pain
and humiliation she smiled her my humiliation and said “what’s it to
feel like to be fucked like a woman in the ass you bitch”

She suddenly stood up and crossed the room, she sat in the living room
chair and opened the drapes to the front of a house and told ME to come
here and sit on my cock where your neighbors can see the big tough
bouncer get fucked like a bitch by a she male!

I didn’t know what to do I was so horny I hadn’t come yet, and was
extremely humiliated and scared my neighbors would see ME but she had ME
in some kind of spell, she shouted “come here god dam it and sit on my
cock, do what I fucking tell you” so I walked over to her and said
“there’s no way your fucking ME in front of this open window” to which
she smacked ME in my face hard, my ears rang. She said “ride my cock
like good bitch” and I turned around and started to sit down on her
massive hard on. I could only get a little of it in my ass but she
grabbed my nipples and pulled me viciously down onto her cock and told
ME to ride her cock that she wasn’t going to do all the work.

So here I am in front of my open window riding a nine inch she male cock
with my own cock about to explode any second. Then she twisted my
nipples as hard as she could while thrusting her cock in ME so hard you
could hear it all through the house. She said “I’m going to come in
your ass you fucking queer” and I shot a load unlike any other load of
cum, I ever shot before in my life, all over my face and chest to which
misty said “lick up your come lover” and she shot her load of my ass.

I always remember that day!

But although he was careful I found him out. There were the giveaway signs
- a lack of interest in sex with me, hidden spunky hankies, that kind of
thing. So I checked his internet use and found he’d been surfing shemale
sites, pictures, stories and some nasty videos. He seemed to be fascinated
by the idea of a woman who turned out to be the sexual aggressor. Shemale
BDSM was his favourite area of activity.

One lazy Sunday afternoon I decided to test him out. After a couple of
beers and spliffs and a little playing around I got him to agree to me
tying him to the bed naked. I am a beautiful buxom lady with large
sensitive nipples and require my sex to be just so. Today I had a plan that
made my pussy moisten just thinking about it. We are very similar people,
strong, single minded and like to be in control. I think the idea of
handing that control over involuntarily is what turned him on - with an
added kink that I was about to test!

Dressed in a semi transparent creamy coloured slip with dark knickers and
bra beneath was a sight to get any man aroused. I slipped the soft yet
strong yachting ropes around his wrists and secured him tightly, naked on
his back to the bedposts. As I stretched his legs apart his penis stiffened
and rolled across his shaven testicles. I could tell this dirty boy was
having impure thoughts.

Impatiently I flicked his penis to one side and told him “just stop that!
You’re here to satisfy me now” and climbed up to sit on his chest, and
pushed my fingers into his mouth. “Lick them!” When my fingers were
moistened by his tongue I slipped them down the front of my knickers and
started fondling my sweet clit inches in front of his face.

“You want to please me and suck my pussy baby?” You bet! He leaned his head
forward to try and reach my knickers but I pulled back out of reach. I
stood up, turned round and lowered my knicker clad arse towards his open
mouth. “OK start at my arse then” and slipped my knickers to one side. He
eagerly tongued around my anus and probed a little at my hole. It was
deliciously naughty having his tongue wriggling at my anus whilst I fondled
my sensitive clit.

In no time my orgasm overtook me and my pussy was flushed with slick
juice. “Mmm lick me out now Babe” As my orgasm subsided his tongue cleaned
my pussy. He was moaning with desire and his cock was standing up like a
flagpole. I reached forward and took his cock in my left hand, pulling his
foreskin back fully, and smearing his precum around the exposed sensitive
head. In my right hand I clenched his balls and squeezed. He gasped and
moaned. “Naughty, naughty boy! Suck my cunt good, mmm” I started to control
the urgency of his tongue pleasing my clit by manipulating his cock and
balls. As he got close I relaxed, keeping him going to ensure my own
shattering second orgasm. God I was loving it!!

And so apparently was he, jerking his hips up off the bed trying to get
more contact with my hands. “Stop it!” and I squeezed his balls again and
he subsided back with a moan. I’ll sort this out. I got a tight hairband
and doubled it around his testicles, holding them tightly out from his
body, then took a rope around the bed through the loop of the hairband. Now
he couldn’t move without hurting his balls.

After two clitoral orgasms I fancied a fuck so I climbed aboard his cock
and thrust myself up and down on it. Before I had bounced three strokes he
started pumping his juice into my cunt. “Bastard! I’m not ready” and I
smacked him across the cheeks. He moaned with orgasm and twitched from the
sting of the slap.

“You’ll pay for that!” I was fairly getting into my dom role now! I slipped
off him as his cock softened and repositioned my pussy over his
face. “You’ll have to bring me off with your tongue now!”

I rubbed my slick pussy over his nose and mouth while teasing his balls by
running my long fingernails over his tight sack. “MMmm” he groaned and his
penis twitched. “Dirty boy! Push that tongue up my cunt!!” As his tongue
squirmed around between my pussy lips I squeezed his semen out and held his
head firmly between my creamy clenched thighs. He couldn’t avoid his spunk
slithering into his mouth and down his cheeks.

“There’s a good boy, clean me up! Do something right for a change!”
Obediently, caught up in the depravity of the moment, he flicked his tongue
around my pussy giving me delicious sensations. Maybe this was a better
idea than I’d first thought - where could this lead?

His story

I was amazed at the exciting kinky behaviour my wife was trying out on
me. She had me totally carried away under her control and I was loving it!
I’d never had any mans spunk in my mouth but since it was my own i could
hardly object.

As her cunt squirmed lustfully over my face, she opened her bedside drawer
and got something out. She shifted her cunt over my face and stuck
something into my mouth and commanded me to suck it. It was a rubbery dildo
of realistic texture and a little bigger than my average size cock. Then
she turned it around putting the other end in my mouth and mounted it. As i
clenched my teeth holding it still with difficulty I watched her cunt slide
back and forth inches from my face. Her arsehole came down, touched my nose
then rose again in a steady rythm as she pleasured herself on me.

Soon she was orgasming for a third time and my cock was again standing like
the Eiffel Tower, desparately seeking relief. As she slowed she removed the
dildo from my mouth and said “Now you naughty boy, I’ve a treat for you!

She loosened the bonds on my ankles from the bedposts and drew first one,
then the other, up to tie them at my ankles! My cock was pointing at my
face. Then she dripped massage oil onto the tip of my cock, dripping it up
the shaft then over my balls and finally over my arsehole. This was like a
delicious Chinese sexual water torture.

Setting aside the bottle, she gripped my penis and pulled the foreskin
back, massaging the oil into the head of my cock. Oh delicious agony with
the tight cord holding my balls down! She rubbed the oil all around my cock
and balls and arsehole. Just when i thought my reward was coming she
stopped and grabbed the dildo, greasy with her cunt juice, and rubbed it
around my cock, prodded my balls and then started squeezing it up my bum!
Oh Jaysus! I’d never imagined she’d do a thing like this to me, it was so
debased!

“resistance is useless!” she said and gave my distended balls a tug. Uh! I
jolted and she shoved the dildo in an inch, then gently worked it all the
way in. It felt like having an awful crap in reverse. But the discomfort
subsided and I was quickly caught up again in the depravity of the
moment. She started working it in and out and around a bit until she hit
something inside and I erupted in a powerful squirt of spunk onto my lips
and chest. “Lick it up dirty boy!”

“Now I control you. You will do my bidding and pleasure me as I require and
in return I will give you what you’ve been secretly desiring - but its all
on my terms, you naughty, naughty boy!”

What would she do next?

By Brett Lynn

“Last night was fun, hey Trace?”

Tracy giggled, then breezily replied, “yeah, that was
fun.”

The two ladies shared a pregnant pause as the black
SUV sped down I-15, MOP’s “Cold as Ice” blaring on the
stereo and the windows wide open to let the wind whip
through their hair. Tracy had her blonde tresses
pressed straight and blowing away from her caramel
face, with nothing but coral pink lip gloss on it.
She wore nothing but a wifebeater, a pair of daisy
dukes and some platform sandals. Meanwhile, Miss K
let her dark chocolate skin bask in the sun as she
drove, wearing lipstick to match her auburn hair along
with a white Dolce & Gabana tube top. She wore a pair
of black platform boots to go with her black micro-
mini and a black thong to hold in her big black
secret. Miss K had run her hand through her hair to
get out some of the tangles when she heard her cell
phone ringing.

“I wonder who could that be,” Miss K said as she
picked up the phone.

“Hello? Hey, what’s up? What gives? You’re
concerned about the bill you just got? What for? Oh,
those charge. So what? It’s just some fucking
ecstasy. I pay you to get me off of stuff like that.
You ain’t my moms. No, I don’t have it on me. I used
it all last night. Anyway, so how are the investments
going? OK. Nice. Not bad. Anyway, that’s for the
info.”

“What was that about, K?”

“Nothing much,” Miss K said. “My lawyer was a bit
nervous about the ecstasy showing up on my credit card
bill.”

“What’s the big deal? It’s all in good fun, right K?”

“Yeah. Do you believe that stuff? Shit had me
thinking I was in love with you,” Miss K said with an
awkward laugh. “Do you believe that shit?”

“Yeah,” Tracy continued with that awkward laugh. “Had
us getting a luvvy-duvvy and shit.”

“I can’t believe it. No wonder they call that shit
the hug drug!”

“Yeah, I know. I’ve seen people fall in love before
with E!”

“Besides, sex is too fun, too easy and too non-habit
forming. You’d think I’d ever give that up for some
love?”

Tracy giggled, then replied, “yeah. All of a sudden,
our lust-craved asses wanna be like some soap-opera
chicks. I enjoy a good pounding WAY too much!” Then,
she sat back up in her seat and said, “though I can’t
front about last night. The sex was unreal.”

“Yeah,” Miss K trailed off. She then reached over and
rubbed the seam of Tracy’s shorts right over her clit,
making Tracy gasp in shock.

“Here’s a little something to remember who I am,” Miss
K said as she unbuttoned Tracy’s sort, slipped her
hand inside and rubbed Tracy’s cunny, having her thumb
rub her clit. She slipped a couple of fingertips
between her friend’s labia, eliciting a moan from
Tracy as she pressed her pussy into Tracy’s hand.
Miss K began turned on as she heard Tracy moan and
felt Tracy get hot, making her nipples pop through her
top and her dick nearly pop out from under her skirt.
Feeling how tight her thong became, Miss K pulled it
aside with the hand on the steering wheel and let her
hard dick pop out, giving it a few gratuitous strokes
while still rubbing Tracy’s pussy before pulling over
to the side of the road.

“Here a contest I have for you,” Miss K said as she
turned to face Tracy. “I want to see who I can get
off faster, me or you, and whoever does has to finish
off the other, OK?”

“Yeah,” Tracy panted out as Miss K rubbed her clit.
“I can’t wait for you to eat out my pussy.”

“Oh really,” Miss K said as she twisted her fingers
around Tracy’s clit and slowly stroked her own hard
dick. “It’s on now. I can’t wait to fill that tight
tummy of yours with my cum.”

Miss K dipped her fingers into Tracy’s moist quim and
dragged them back over Tracy’s clit, petting her kitty
as she slowly stroked her cock. She kept that up as
Tracy rode her hand, holding onto the door handle to
keep her stable. Feeling her dick flex in her hand,
she twisted her fingers around Tracy’s clit feeling
the little pebbles harden in her grasp. As she kept
working her fingers on the clit, she began to pull on
it some, almost jerking it off as she rubbed her
fingertips over the tip. She stroked herself harder,
licking her lips at Tracy’s heaving body and hard
nipples, thinking about just giving it up and shoving
her dick balls deep into that wet pussy. Instead, she
plunged two fingers deep into Tracy and felt out for
her g-spot, eliciting a high pitched squeal from Tracy
when she did. She began to twist her fingers inside
of her pussy, tapping her g-spot with her fingertips
as her thumb idly rubbed Tracy’s clit. She spit in
the palm of her hand and rubbed her cock some more as
she felt Tracy’s cunt begin to clamp down on her
fingers.

“So, it looks like I’m gonna win,” Miss K said as she
pumped and twisted her fingers inside of Tracy,
rubbing the clit with her thumb.

“No…no you’re not,” Tracy panted as she tried to keep
herself perfectly still.

“Yes you are little girl!”

“Nuh-uh! You are not making me cum,” Tracy said as
she tried to resist the onslaught on her pussy.

“Really,” Miss K said as she bend over to suck Tracy’s
nipple into her mouth through her wife beater,
flicking her tongue at her nipple through her shirt.
As she pumped her fingers as hard as she could, she
felt Tracy arch her back right into her mouth and
clamp down on Miss K’s fingers with her pussy, pulling
on them as she came.

“Oh god, you’re such a bitch,” Tracy giggled as she
rode through her orgasm, smiling at her friend through
lust hazed eyes.

“But I doubt you mind now, huh?” Miss K said as she
slowed down her fingers, letting Tracy come down from
her cum nice and slow. She smiled as she saw Tracy’s
body start to calm down, taking her mouth off of
Tracy’s breasts and giving her a nice, wet tongue kiss
as she extracted her fingers from Tracy’s pussy and
her hand from Tracy’s shorts.

Miss K pulled away from the kiss, sat back down in her
seat and slowly stroked her dick for Tracy’s eyes,
licking her lips and looking over at Tracy before
reaching up and stroking Tracy’s hair with her free
hand.

“Now, it’s time for you to pay up, Trace.”

Miss K pulled Tracy’s head to her dick, then gasped as
she felt Tracy’s mouth open up, her tip sliding over
Tracy’s tongue. Little by little, she pushed Tracy’s
head down onto her shaft, feeling her dick get slowly
inhaled into Tracy’s throat. As she jerked Tracy’s
head up and down, she pulled the tube top off of her
breasts with her free hand and lifted a nipple up to
her mouth to lick and suck on. Squeezing her breast
as she did so, she pushed Tracy’s head down on her
dick until there was only a couple of inches outside
her mouth, then held her head still as she pushed the
last two inches up to her lips.

“Stick your tongue out for me, Tracy! Lick my balls!”
Miss K said as she squeezed her tits with both hands,
pinching at her nipples.

She shivered when she felt Tracy’s tongue lick her
balls, tugging on her nutsack a bit before slowly
lifting her head completely off of her dick, swirling
her tongue around the tip. She felt Tracy slowly
plunge her head onto and off of her dick, milking her
cock with her throat as she teased her nipples. After
each stroke, Tracy lapped her tongue around Miss K’s
swollen head, making her shake in her seat. With one
last plunge, Tracy sucked on Miss K’s flexing dick as
hard as she could, swirling her tongue around the
thick spit-slick chocolate stick as she tried to suck
out the delicious inside. Miss K felt her suck harder
on her dick as she felt Tracy’s head get lower and
lower, playing with her pebble hard nipples as she
felt an orgasm come on. Frustrated by Tracy’s
teasing, though, Miss K forced Tracy’s head all the
way down just as her friend began to suck on her
entire dick hard. She bent over, squeezed Tracy’s
head hard and tightened her hips as she shot her load
into Tracy’s stomach, feeling her cum coat her
friend’s esophagus. As she began to relax, she felt
Tracy slowly pull her head off of her dick, still
sucking on her way up. As she stared off into the
distance, she felt Tracy clean off the last of her cum
off of the tip of her dick, then give it a light peck
with her lips. As she let herself come down from her
orgasm, she stared off into the distance, physically
relaxed.

“Is everything OK, K?” Tracy asked as she looked at
her friend.

“Yeah, Trace,” Miss K said with a preoccupied tone,
pulling her tube top back over her breasts and tucking
her dick back into her thong. “I’m alright. I’m just
coming down from the head, you know?”

“Yeah,” Tracy said as she gave Miss K a kiss on the
cheek. “Nice to know I rock your world like that.”

“Thanks,” Miss K coolly said with a smile as she
started her car and looked onto the interstate. “That
was fun.” She then pulled back onto I-15, speeding
off into the distance, her body completely relaxed.

***

After a long drive across the California desert, they
arrived at their Hollywood hotel, ready to stretch
their legs after the long journey. After getting
stable on their legs, Miss K handed the SUV keys to
the valet, then she and Tracy walked over to the hotel
concert to pick up their keys.

“Man, that was a nice trip,” Miss K said as she walked
away from the counter. “The view was pretty gorgeous
out there.”

“Aww, you’re so sweet,” Tracy said as she pressed for
the elevator. “I know you like staring at me when
you’re driving, but you didn’t have to go through all
that to say so.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re cute too,” Miss K said with a
laugh as the two stepped onto the elevator. “Let’s
relax a bit and enjoy Tinseltown. I know there must
be something popping around here.”

The elevator opened up on their floor, and the two
walked out, ready to relax in their room. When they
arrived, they saw that the room was open, with a
lingering maid still making one of the beds. The
maid’s butt stuck out of her rose pink utilitarian
dress, and she looked like she had a good sized pair
of breasts. Miss K saw a golden opportunity to have
some more fun, thinking about how that maid’s pussy
might taste on her lips and feeling her thong tighten
on her dick. She licked her lips, then turned to
Tracy and nodded her head, grinning like mad.

“No way…OK OK K!” Tracy whispered. “Just let me
watch.”

“No prob Trace. I’ll give you a good show,” Miss K
said with a wink.

The tall transsexual slid off her high heels, slid a
condom out of her purse and into her thong and quietly
walked behind the maid. She then got down on her
knees and slid her head under the maid’s dress, making
the maid stiffen up. Sensing her opportunity, she
lifted up the maid’s dress and held up her skirt,
licking the panty-covered slit of the maid and making
her squirm on her tongue. Miss K then slid her hand
up the maid’s back and caressed it, trying to get her
to relax as she soaked the gusset of the maid’s
panties with her spit.. Once it was good and soaked,
she began to lick the maid’s pussy through her
panties, making her purr as she licked along. Miss K
pulled down the maid’s panties down to her ankles,
then pressed her lips to the top of the maid’s
asscrack and dribbled her spit, making the maid scream
when she felt the sensation.

“Who is this?” the maid managed to pant out in a heavy
Mexican accent.

“I’m just the person who’s going to stay in this
room,” Miss K said before placing her lips on the
maid’s hairy pussy and humming on it. “I just want to
give you a tip. Do you mind?”

“No,” the maid replied, falling down onto the bed as
she held onto the sheets for dear life.

Miss K snaked her tongue around the hairs on her
labia, teasing her with the tip of her tongue. As she
held her cheeks a bit apart, Miss K licked a path
through the maid’s pubic hair, then flicked her tongue
along the exposed skin in rhythm to the girl’s moans.
She burrowed her tongue under the maid’s clit hood and
squirmed her tongue right on the maid’s clit as she
let a fingertip slide through her wet labia. Then,
she sucked hard on the clit, humming on it as she held
on to the maid’s hips with her free hand. She felt
the maid begin to buck on her hips as she slid one of
the maid’s inner labia into her mouth, licking the
inside of it as she hummed on it. She quickly slid a
couple of fingers inside the maid’s wet pussy, looking
to push the maid quickly over the edge as she pumped
them in and out. Finding that she didn’t quite finish
that quickly, she again sucked on the maid’s tiny
clit, dragging her fingers along the sugar walls as
she furiously pumped her fingers inside of her.
Suddenly, she heard the maid stiffen up just as she
felt her pussy clamp down on her fingers. As she let
the maid came, she held her fingers still, gently
sucking on her clit as her pussy pulled on her
fingers, the moans of the maid making both her nipples
and her dick hard.

Feeling that the maid was beginning to settle down,
she pulled aside her thong and stroked her now-hard
dick, stealing a bit of the maid’s wetness on her palm
to lube it up. As she gently licked on the maid’s
clit, she quietly opened her condom, then slowly
rolled it onto her huge, hard dick, loving the wetness
trapped inside of the latex.

Miss K looked over her shoulder and saw Tracy leaning
against a wall, both of her hands buried in her crotch
as she looked at the scene in front of her. As Miss K
stood up, she showed off her hard dick for Tracy’s
eyes, eliciting a smile and a shudder from Tracy. In
turn, Tracy put a finger up over her lips, then
pointed to the closed door. She sank another finger
inside of herself, then slowly started fucking
herself.

“Go fuck her good, K!” Tracy said in a whisper, her
eyes now shut with lust as Miss K caressed the maid’s
pussy with her fingers, then turned to line up her
dick with the maid’s wet cunt.

“You wanna get fucked, little girl?” Miss K asked as
she continued to caress the maid’s pussy, using her
free hand to free her breasts from the tube top and
lift a nipple up to her lips.

“Yes, mamasita,” the maid cooed out, moving her hips
in rhythm to Miss K’s fingers.

“Here it comes!”

Miss K pressed the tip of her thick dick into the
maid’s pussy, holding onto the maid’s hip with one
hand while playing with a nipple with the other.
After reaching down to flick her fingers on the maid’s
clit, Miss K slid her huge dick into the maid balls
deep in one smooth stroke, making the maid scream in
half pleasure and half pain and causing her to writhe
onto her. Miss K slid her hands up the sides of her
maid, lifting her up as she did, then squeezed the
maid’s huge breasts through her uniform dress, making
her almost orgasm as she pinched her hard nipples.

“Are you OK?” Miss K said, somewhat concerned about
the maid’s reaction.

“Yeah, j-just surprised that you were really a man and
hombres like you don’t like girls and oh God! You’re
so biiig! Fuck me mami!” she gasped as she felt Miss
K raked her hard nipples against the maid’s uniform
dress, trying to overwhelm her mind with sensation.

“As you wish,” Miss K responded as she kissed the maid
hard on the lips, sucking the maid’s tongue into her
mouth. As she did this, she unbuttoned the maid’s
dress to maul her tits through her utilitarian bra and
slowly began to pump the maid’s pussy. The maid’s
body shook with the force of each stroke, the friction
inside of her making her gasp ever single second.
Miss K then let the maid’s body drop down to the bed
in front of her, rubbing the maid’s clit with one hand
as she played with her nipples with her free hand. As
she kept using the maid’s pussy to her delight, Miss K
looked over her shoulder at Tracy and smiled when she
saw her eyes fixed her fucking and her hands fixed in
the crotch of her hands, pumping in perfect rhythm to
her strokes. Her dick flexed inside of the maid as
she heard Tracy moan off in the distance as she fell
down on top of the maid’s body, laying her weight on
the maid’s as she kept pumping away at the maid’s
pussy. The maid, in response, writhed her pinned body
under Miss K’s body, gasping for air as she felt her
insides get pulled on by the transsexual’s large dick
as her clit grinding on the bedspread fabric.
Quickly, the maid began to stiffen up once again, as
Miss K’s furious thrusts had driven her to yet another
orgasm, her pussy clamping down hard on Miss K’s dick
as she gasped for air.

Miss K rode out the maid’s orgasm, grinding her hard
nipples on the maid’s dress before pulling her dick
out of the maid’s pussy. She then eased her hard,
sensitive dick out of the maid’s body and pulled off
her slick condom, stroking the raw tip in her hands
and making her nipples burn with feeling. She flipped
over the limp maid on the bed, then climbed on with
her knees and placed her tip on the maid’s lips, who
promptly opened her mouth and began to softly suck it.
Miss K stroked her shaft hard with her left hand as
she brushed the maid’s hair away from her face with
the right. As the maid’s swirled her tongue around
the tip, Miss K felt herself let go as she held onto
one breast and let her milk go into the maid’s mewling
mouth. As she felt her dick release its spend, then
lifted up both of her breasts and licked on each of
her nipples, making her purr a bit just before almost
catching her tongue in her throat as she felt another
tongue on her ass.

“Trace?” Miss K called out as she looked over her
shoulder.

“Yeah, it’s me,” Tracy said as she popped up from
under her friend. “Your ass was just sticking out and
since I’d just finished cumming, I couldn’t resist.”

“Slut!” Miss K said as she pulled her dick out the
maid’s mouth and tongue kissed Tracy hard on the lips,
almost sucking her breath away. She then gave Tracy a
hard slap on the ass and said, “you know I love it
though.”

“Damn right,” Tracy said as she lightly grabbed a
piece of Miss K’s ass.

“So, maid, what’s your name?” Miss K asked.

“Carlotta, señora,” the maid breathlessly replied.

“Sorry about that, but you looked like too much fun,”
Miss K said with a smile. “I didn’t mean to fuck you
half into a coma. I must have cost you a few tips
cleaning these rooms while I was fucking you silly,
right?”

“Si, yeah…”

“Get me my purse Trace,” Miss K said, pointing in the
general direction of the door. “I’m gonna give you
$100 right now, Carlotta. It should make up for the
lost time. Are you gonna give me some nice service
for my stay here?”

“Yes, mamichula!” Carlotta said as she slowly got her
bearings and pulled up her panties. “I’ll make sure
we do an excellent job for you, um…”

“Kayla, and this is my friend over here Tracy,” Miss K
said as she took the money from Tracy’s hand and
handed it over to Carlotta. “Here you go, and make
sure to open the door for the bellboys on the way
out.”

“OK, mami,” Carlotta said as she stood up and walked
to the door. When she reached the door, she turned
and said “enjoy your stay, mamasita!”, punctuating it
with a wink.

“See what this body has got me?” Miss K said with a
wide grin as she laid back on the bed. “Now, I’m
getting great hotel service.”

“Just like a slut, huh?” Tracy said with a giggle
before flopping down on the bed.

“Bitch!” Miss K said before sticking out her tongue
and enjoying a good belly laugh before basking in the
sun that shone through the window.

***

As Miss K descended down the final drop of Space
Mountain, the adrenaline rush was unreal. Every
single inch of her body felt weak, her balance was out
of whack and her heart was pumping like mad. “Wow!
This is fun!” she thought to herself, delirious in
joy. As the roller coaster began to coast down to the
end, and she finally caught a glimpse of light, she
looked over to Tracy and saw her giggling hoarsely,
reminding her of the high-pitched screams that had hit
her ears just a few moments ago. Slowly, a packed
platform with a sci-fi tableau showed up in front of
them. In no time, the Disney World attendant
hurriedly helped Tracy out of her seat and onto the
platform. When the attendant got to Miss K, she had a
bit of a struggle getting the big transsexual to her
feet until another guy ran over and helped her onto a
pair of two wobbly feet. She smoothed out her pink
baby tee and knee-length denim skirt, then ambled over
to a waiting Tracy. Following the crowd out of the
Space Mountain, Miss K and Tracy stumbled out into the
bright Southern California sun.

“Aren’t you glad I talked you into taking me into
Disneyland now?” Tracy said coquettishly as they
walked along.

“Oh hell yeah!” Miss K said as she slowly got her
balance back. “That was a fucking rush, you know? It
brings back memories too, of when I was out here when
I was a kid. It’s a shame you didn’t do it then.”

“But I’m here now, following your slutty ass,” Tracy
said back, pressing up to Miss K’s body.

“Ah, come on, Trace. This is supposed to be a family
park, remember?”

“You weren’t thinking family when you were looking at
my wet t-shirt on Splash Mountain, weren’t you?” Tracy
said with a giggle.

Miss K shook her head, causing a few of her auburn
locks to fall in front of her face, then letting out
of a laugh as she thought about how nice Tracy’s hard
nipples looked in that tight, wet, white t-shirt.
“You got a point. You definitely got a point.”

After almost walking right into another woman, Miss K
looked up and saw a refreshment stand and remembered
how hoarse she was. She reached into her pocket,
pulled out a $20 bill and handed it to Tracy. “Could
you do me a favor and get us some eats, Trace? I’ll
try to find us a table to sit down at, OK?”

“Sure. I think I can find you sitting down,” Tracy
said as she stuffed the money in her tight jeans.

“Nah, I don’t think so. You know the preponderance of
6′5″ Black red-headed transsexual millionaires,” Miss
K said before breaking out in laughter again. “See ya
in a bit, Trace.”

Miss K walked around the tables to find her and Tracy
a seat when she found a table with a few chairs empty.
Sitting there was a couple of women with a kid in the
stroller that looked to be about a year old. One of
them was an Amazonian-looking Black girl wearing a
black t-shirt stretched to the limits in the chest,
while the other was a pixie like Asian girl. After
looking at the kid, her first thought was that perhaps
they were in-laws on a family vacation.

“Hey, mind if I sit here?” Miss K asked the Asian
girl.

“Sure, go on ahead. We won’t mind,” the Black girl
answered.

Thinking it was strange that one girl answered for the
other, Miss K sat down on the bench by the table.
“You don’t mind if my friend comes over and sits here,
right?” Miss K asked.

“No, not at all,” the Black girl asked.

Miss K sat there, thinking about the accent she just
noticed. “You’re a fellow Noo Yawka, huh?”

“Queens and the Bronx,” the girl replied.

“Bed-stuy, do or die, here.”

“So how come you didn’t beat me up yet?”

“Don’t worry, Queens girl. Bloomberg repealed that
law that requires us Brooklynites as brawlers.”

The two women shared a laugh at the inside joke, then
the girl in the black t-shirt extended her hand. “My
name is Marilyn, and to my right is my wife Kat and my
daughter Mimi.”

“The name’s Kayla here,” Miss K said as she shook
Marilyn’s hand before freezing up a bit. She pulled
out her other hand, looked down at their hands and
felt up Marilyn’s hand, realizing how big it was.
Marilyn, quickly catching on to what Miss K was doing,
did likewise with her hands. When they realized how
big they were, they both looked up into each other’s
eyes and said the same thing simultaneously.

“No need to say more,” Miss K said as she placed her
tray down. “My bad running off like that.”

“That’s the last time I ask you to save a table,”
Tracy said as she and Miss K of them sat down. “What
did you do, run off and get some or something?”

“Actually, yes,” Marilyn chimed in. “My wife just
gave your, um, friend a blowjob.”

“Huh?” Tracy said as she put down her soda and settled
in. “Run that by me again? This sounds interesting.”

“OK, here’s the deal,” Marilyn chimed in. “I was
sitting down at a table when your friend Kayla asked
if some seats were available at our table. There
were, and she sat down, and we started talking. It
turns out that me and her might have had something in
common. Once we got on that, we went to the bathroom
to check it out, and my wife here indulged in a little
fantasy she’d always wanted to try, but never had the
chance to do so.”

“What do you mean you had to go to the bathroom to
check that out?” Tracy said as she glanced over in
Marilyn’s direction. Then, it dawned on her what
Marilyn was implying as she looked up and down
Marilyn’s face and busty, curvy torso. “Nah, ain’t no
way,” Tracy said with a giggle. “You look way too
feminine than that. You look like you were born
female.”

“Well, allow me to check if your friend here is what
you’re thinking. I’d love it if she was like my
Donnie baby,” Shari said as she playfully ruffled
Marilyn’s hair.

“Stop that, Sharilynn,” Marilyn said in mock protest,
playfully hitting her sister’s breast. “You know I
hate that name.”

“OK, Marilyn, I’ll stop,” Shari said at she gave her
sister a hug. Sharilynn then took a good look at Miss
K as she was munching on her hot dog, then said,
“lemme find out if she has any hot dogs besides the
one in her hand.”

Sharilynn slid her hand under the table and underneath
Miss K’s skirt, teasing her nails on Miss K’s inner
thighs. She then suddenly reached between Miss K’s
legs and grabbed her dick through her thong, rubbing
it back and forth before pulling it aside and stroking
her soft shaft, purring as she felt Miss K’s dick
harden in her hands.

“Yep, your friend is just like my sis…and almost as
hung too! I gotta fuck this!” Sharilynn said to Tracy
as Kat looked up and flashed a knowing smile.

“What do you mean almost as hung, um, Sharilynn. You
mean that…” she said before pausing and feeling her
nipples harden and her pussy start to moisten. “Oh my
God!” she said as a wide grin crept across her face.
“We gotta all fuck. What does everyone say to that?”

“Sure, Trace,” Marilyn said as she pulled the hot dog
out of her mouth. “What about you guys?”

“Yeah,” Kat replied as she cast her gaze up at her
wife.

“I’m OK with it, just as long as someone watches my
little Mimi,” Marilyn said as she reached back at
caressed her baby girl.

“You have a kid?” Tracy said as she let out a nervous
giggle. “OK…”

“Alright, alright, I’ll watch the rugrat,” Shari
chimed in. “I just gotta get my playtime in, you got
it?”

“OK, sis, you can fuck after we’re finished. OK?”
Marilyn said.

“I’m OK, Marilyn.”

“So, where are you guys staying?” Miss K said between
sips of her Coke.

“Oh, about 10 minutes away. The modeling agency put
me up in a place not too far away from here,” Marilyn
chimed in.

“You model?” Tracy and Miss K asked at once.

“Sure. I do a little bikini modeling as well as we as
some adult spreads now and then,” Marilyn chimed in.
“That’s what has me out West for a bit.”

“Cool,” Tracy said.

“OK, we’ll fuck, but first we gotta eat. I’m fucking
hungry and my fries are getting cold,” Miss K said
before shoveling some fries into her mouth.

“Alright, we can do that,” Tracy said with a smile as
she sipped on her Coke. “But I can’t hardly wait for
the hotel.”

***

After everyone finished eating, Miss K and Sharilynn
exchanged cell phone numbers, then the ladies hurried
off to their separate cars in Disney’s vast parking
lot. They figured out where each other was in the
parking lot by communicating over their phones, then
Miss K’s SUV followed Sharilynn’s rented car out of
the parking lot and into the afternoon traffic of
Anaheim. A few minutes’ drive on the I-5 freeway
later, Miss K followed Sharilynn off the freeway and
into the parking lot of a nearby Hilton. After they
pulled in next to each other, the ladies all stepped
out the car, with Marilyn taking the time to pull her
daughter out of the car seat and into her stroller.

“So, Kayla, tell me more about yourself. How did you
end up who you are?” Sharilynn asked as she walked up
to Miss K. “I’m curious.”

“Well, you’re not gonna believe this,” Miss K said as
the group began walking towards the hotel. “The basic
story, though, is that I’m a former dot-com multi-
millionaire with way too much cash on hand. Anyway, I
got kinda bored, then started reading about these
shemale stories, and I thought to myself, ‘Oh, that’s
sounds cool.’ So I decided to spend close to a mill
on plastic surgery instead of, say, books for the
inner-city poor, and what you see is the result.”

“Wow! That’s interesting,” Sharilynn said as she led
the group into the hotel. “I didn’t know you could do
that.”

“Hey, me neither,” Marilyn chimed in. “Shit, if I
knew that, I wouldn’t have risked it all with the
hormones when I was younger.”

“Younger? How old are you now?” Tracy asked.

“Oh, I turned 20 back in July,” Marilyn said.

“Shit, I’m 9 years older! When did you start? 14 or
something?” Miss K said.

“Actually, yeah,” Marilyn said as she pressed the
button for the elevator, then rolled back with the
stroller. “I was envious of my voluptuous sis over
here, so I decided to try her body out for size, liver
and penis function be damned. Luckily, I had a mom
who had more sense then I did and who worked for a
pharmaceutical company. As a result, I was able to
use chemistry to sculpt this body you see before and,
thanks to some goofy jeans, actually, um, enlarge
myself.”

“Damn, I wish I were so lucky. I wouldn’t have spent
the extra cash for the lengthening surgery,” Miss K
quipped.

“Of all the strip clubs of all the world,” Maggie said
with a giggle as she paraphrased the famous line from
Casablanca.

“Mag, what’s wrong?” one of the dancers said as she
walked past. “Everything OK?”

“Sure,” Maggie said with a sense of false confidence.
“Everything’s fine. Gotta make that money, yo!”

Maggie strutted away from the doorway, walking around
the stage and trying to place herself in the general
vicinity of her ex, trying to spy as well as chat up
some of the patrons. She first walked up to a middle
age man, who was in decent shape with a sharp suit and
an expensive Rolex on his wrist. As usual, she said
hello to him by bending down and giving him a look at
her D-cup cleavage, fixing his eyes to her. Once she
got his attention, she leaned on the table and made
idle conversation, making sure to keep her eyes over
where Miss K was sitting. Absent mindedly going
through her usual scripted conversation with the guy,
she saw a waitress drop off a couple of drinks for
Miss K and her friend, then saw them nurse them as
they watched the dancers on the stage behind her. “I
got to get to her, if only to say hi,” Maggie thought
to herself.

“Would you mind me stepping away for a sec?” Maggie
said. “I gotta, um, take care of some stuff.”

“Sure, no problem,” the man said as Maggie slid off
the man’s body.

As Miss K put down the glass she was nursing on, she
got yet another shock. She saw the familiar strut of
her ex-girlfriend, her long hair bouncing in rhythm
with her breasts as she slithered along in the tight,
white ankle-length dress. Almost like a ghost, Maggie
slid into the booth next to Miss K and wrapped an arm
around her, caressing her back.

“So, K,” Maggie whispered into her ear. “Would you
like a lap dance?”

“Maggie? Maggie!” Miss K said as she turned to hug
her ex-girlfriend. “How’s it going? I knew you
headed out west, but I never thought I’d meet you out
here.”

“Me neither,” Maggie said as she returned the hug,
then sat back in her seat. “I’d been keeping touch
with you, but I lost track of you. What happened?”

“Well, I met this lovely thing in a strip club like
this one,” Miss K said as she motioned to Tracy.
“Maggie, meet Tracy. Trace, Mag.”

“Hi,” Tracy said as she leaned over to hug Maggie,
which quickly devolved into a makeout session as Tracy
slid her hand into Maggie’s dress to squeeze a tit and
tongue kiss her hard before pulling away with a purr
and a smile.

“So, you ran out and go another bi stripper like me,
huh?” Maggie said in mock anger. “I guess I should be
flattered,” she said before breaking out in a smile.
“So what has you in LA specifically, K?”

“Well, I’ve been on a cross-country road trip with
this girl, enjoying the sights and fucking everything
within hailing distance,” Miss K said nonchalantly.

“Aww, so it takes a cast of thousands to replace me?”
Maggie said jokingly. Then, she pulled on the
neckline of her dress and exposed her nipples before
pushing her tits together with her arms. “Why don’t
you suck on mama, K? You too Tracy. Don’t worry. I
don’t bite…hard!” she said with a bright smile.

Miss K bent down, stuck out her tongue and licked
around Maggie’s nipple, then kissed her nipple. As
she gently nursed on her ex’s nipple, Tracy climbed
around Miss K and sucked on the other nipple, batting
around the hardening nipple with her tongue, making
Maggie gasp and grab the two ladies’ hair.

“Hey, ladies, would you like a lap dance?” Maggie said
as she pulled her dress over her breasts. “I can show
you how I seduced K over here back when she was a he,
Tracy,” Maggie continued with a nod and a wink.

“You knew him back then?” Tracy said in surprise.
“And you stayed with him too? Why did you two split
up?”

“Oh, the whole east coast-west coast thing,” Maggie
dismissively said. “We’re still friends, though.
Anyway, c’mon! Let’s go!” she said as she reached
between Miss K’s legs and squeezed her dick and balls
through her thong. “Besides, I know my favorite cow
still has plenty of milk for me,” Maggie whispered in
Miss K’s ear, punctuating it with a lick.

“And I still hope you have plenty of that orange cream
for me to lick you freak,” Miss K said with a laugh as
she grabbed her purse. “Let’s go.”

Maggie led the ladies out of the booth and over to the
entrance of the lap dance area. Waving hi to the
bouncer as they passed, they slipped into the VIP
area, then chose a room and slipped behind the
curtain.

“Why don’t you girls have a seat and get ready for the
ride of your life,” Maggie said. “I don’t think we’ll
need much music for what we’ll end up doing.”

Miss K and Tracy took a seat on the plush red velour
couch, then reclined and crossed their legs, waiting
for Tracy to start her show.

“You know, since I got out here, I haven’t found
another girl like you, K, at least one willing to give
me a ride,” Maggie said as she stood there and rocked
her hips from side to side. Then, she squeezed her
tits and said, “And I’ve been wearing out the girls
out here with their strap-ons out here,” as she
dragged her hands down her body. “You know,” she said
as she turned away from the ladies, “as good as the
ladies out here can work it, ain’t nothing like a big,
thick live dick pounding you from behind as you feel
some soft hair and hard nips dragging on your back,
being ridden nice and hard.” She pumped her ass up
and down she said this, dropping into a squat as she
stuck her ass out before reaching under her dress to
rub her wet pussy. She then seductively sucked the
wetness off her finger as she looked over her shoulder
at the ladies.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Oh God yes!” Miss K moaned as she idly rubbed her
hard nipples through her shirt and shifted around on
the couch, looking for a comfortable way to sit on her
now-hard dick.

“Good,” Maggie said as she licked her lips, then
sexily smiled for the ladies.

She walked up right in front of the ladies, twisting
her hips back and forth as they watched, then ran her
hands down her down from her neck to her crotch,
pressing her hips into her hands as we moved her body
in silent rhythm. Maggie wiggled herself in between
Miss K’s legs, then bent over so that Tracy could look
down into her cleavage as slowly moved her ass for
Miss K’s pleasure. She hefted her dangling breasts
into her hands, pressing her cleavage into a tight,
bulging groove, then climbed onto the couch over
Tracy’s reclining body. Maggie straddled her body,
rolling her hips almost up to her chest, then lowered
herself just so that her pussy sat right on top of a
breast for her to grind on. She slowly rubbed her
center on Tracy’s tit for a moment, just enough to
make her panties wet, then slid down her body until
she sat on the girl’s lap, pressing their flesh
together through the fabric as she slid down.
Reaching back, she undid the clasp on her dress and
let the flaps fall down onto Tracy’s body, making the
blonde smile as she felt the sensations start to juice
herself up. As Maggie rode the girl’s lap, the dress
worked its way down off of Maggie’s breasts, slowly
exposing the firm orbs to the ladies gaze. When she
felt the dress finally slip all the way off of her
breasts, Maggie sat back on her hips and ground her
thong-covered pussy against Tracy’s thigh, squeezing
her firm, naturally hanging tits in her hands and
pulling on her nipples.

Maggie then slid herself down Tracy’s leg, making
herself moan as she left a faint trail off moisture on
Tracy’s skin. She then got to her feet on her
stilettos and turned her back to the ladies, looking
over her shoulder at Miss K and smiling. She wrapped
her arms around her breasts, then slowly slid them
down her frame as she slithered her body, wiggling her
hips in an almost hypnotic rhythm. Once her hands
slid down to her dress, she stuck out her ass and
slowly revealed her big, round ass framed perfectly by
a white thong. As Miss K squeezed her breasts through
her shirt and Tracy crossed her legs and rocked them
together, Maggie completely revealed her ass and let
the dress drop down to her feet.

She stuck her butt in Miss K’s face and slowly pumped
it up and down, sliding a finger inside her thong and
pulling it out as she showed off the crack of her ass,
even rubbing her glistening labia. She dropped down
onto her haunches, wrapped her arms around Miss K’s
thighs and began to rub her ass up and down her leg,
slowly working it up her body. When her ass reached
Miss K’s thigh, she reached back and wrapped her arms
around her ex-girlfriend’s neck, grinding her pussy on
Miss K’s thigh as her back and long hair teased Miss
K’s breasts. Eventually, Maggie worked her ass to the
point where she pressed it into Miss K’s crotch,
feeling the tucked-back dick pulse against it as she
slithered back and forth across it. She reached back
and pushed up Miss K’s micro-mini up her hips, riding
the hidden dick as she looked back into Miss K’s eyes.
She reached into her thong and rubbed her clit, then
stood and turned to face Miss K. Straddling Miss K’s
hips against, she reached into Miss K’s thong and
tugged out the huge dick from her thong, giving a
stroke to the rock-hard dick as she rubbed her thong-
covered pussy with it.

“Let’s cut the bullshit, K,” Miss K hissed. “I came
back here for a fuck, not a dance. Do you wanna fuck
my wet, juicy pussy?” she said as she pulled aside her
thong and revealed her wet, glistening pussy.

Miss K squeezed her tits together as she smiled and
nodded her head. “I’d love to ma,” she purred in
return.

Maggie dropped her weight down onto Miss K’s hard
dick, making her groan and pant as it spread her pussy
wide open. Glad that it was embedded inside of her,
she began to ride the dick nice and slow, letting her
pussy get stretched out as she idly rubbed her clit.
She reached up, lifted Miss K’s shirt up and squeezed
her ex-girlfriend’s tits, with her thumbs rubbing the
nipples, as she rocked her hips up and down the thick
cock, making her bite her lip to keep from screaming.
She felt a kiss on her lips from someone with small,
soft lips, then a tongue part them, letting them
scream into the person’s mouth. As the person dragged
their lips down to her neck, she saw Tracy’s blonde
hair, as well as her small chocolate hand go down to
the juncture of her legs to stroke Miss K’s dick in
time with her slowing thrusts.

In no time, Tracy latched onto Maggie’s breast with
her lips, mouthing the firm flesh all over before
taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking on it,
making her jump as she kept riding Miss K’s dick. She
gasped as Tracy’s tongue lightly flicked around the
hardening nub, sucking it firmly but gently. She
brushed back Tracy’s hair away from Miss K’s body to
get a look at it, her pretty face twisted in pleasure
and her breasts bouncing gorgeously as she rode her
very big and handsome dick. When she felt Miss K’s
hands slide up to cup and squeeze her ass, she stopped
moving her hips, letting Miss K drive her big dick
into her hard as she bounced up and down in her lap.
Biting her lip so hard that it nearly bled, she pulled
Tracy away from her breast and kissed her hard,
moaning into her mouth as Miss K drilled her pussy.
She pulled away from the kiss, sucking on her lip
before licking Tracy’s face on her way to licking her
ear, teasing her by playing her tongue over the
ridges.

“You want me to eat your pussy? I’d love to know what
a delicate little girl tastes like,” Maggie said
before wrapping an arm around Tracy and rubbing a
breast as she kissed her hard again.

Miss K saw Tracy pull away from the kiss and lay back
on the red velour couch, propping a leg up on it to
show off her wet, juicy pussy. As she saw Tracy idly
slide a finger through her pussy, she lifted up
Maggie’s legs as she slowly twisted around in her lap
so that she was now facing away from her, listening to
her grunt and gasp and tug on her dick with her pussy
the whole time. Once she was facing away from her,
she held Maggie tight in her arms and crouched up on
the couch, letting Maggie drop down between Tracy’s
legs. After pulling her back a bit, Miss K watched as
Maggie bent down and licked Tracy’s labia making her
whimper as she looked up into Miss K’s eyes. As
Maggie split the lips and began to suck gently on her
labia, she cooed gently, her eyes now fixed on Miss
K’s and her mouth frozen open in lust as Miss K began
to gently pump Maggie’s pussy.

Tracy stared at Miss K’s body as Maggie lapped at her
delicate folds, wishing she could feel the huge shaft
that was pushing Maggie’s lips firm to her pussy
filling her pussy deep, her hard nipples rubbing
against her. She shuddered as she felt Maggie drag
her hair up her inner thighs as she licked her way up
her belly, her soft licks being interrupted by the
rhythmic shoves from Miss K’s pumping cock. She felt
Maggie drag her shirt over her tits with her teeth
before she slid her tongue over her nipple, melting it
into her mouth as her fingers gently rubbed her pussy.
She let the lust haze her sight for a moment, enjoying
the feelings that has her near orgasm, then focused on
Miss K through the haze, her face mixed with lust and
strain as she felt Maggie work her pussy as she fucked
it. “God, I wanna kiss her,” Maggie thought to
herself.

Sharilynn slid her way into the crowd after doing her
set on stage, looking for Miss K and Tracy. “I hope
those chicks showed up,” Sharilynn said to herself.
“After all the shit I went through to get them in.”
She walked around looking for them when she had a
hunch and slid over to the lap dance area. As she
walked through, she saw the various dancers going
through their paces with the customers, some with a
hustle and some without. Finally, she smelled the
essence of feminine sex nearby and quietly slid inside
the curtain where she thought she got it from. When
she got inside, she saw Miss K sawing her dick into
Maggie, stretching her nether lips impossibly wide as
Maggie was sliding her tongue inside her pussy, her
thumb circling her clit. As she thought about Miss
K’s dick fucking her, she felt herself get wet and
slid her hand in her panties, gently strumming her
clit as she squeezed her tits through her baby blue
dress with the other hand.

As she was enjoying herself watching the show in front
of her, Shari noticed Tracy holding Maggie’s head
tight between her legs, then sit up and reach for Miss
K’s sinewy arm. As she tugged on it, the two pulled
into a deep soul kiss, their lips slowly sliding
against each other as they closed their eyes, almost
oblivious to Maggie between them. They pulled away
for a bit, gently caressing each other’s hair as they
looked into each other’s eyes, wanting each other
desperately. “Damn,” Shari thought to herself as she
rubbed her pussy. “That’s deep.”

Miss K looked down into Tracy’s eyes as she fucked
Maggie’s pussy, her hands toying with Tracy’s hair
before reaching up to rub Tracy’s breast. As she felt
Maggie’s pussy tug more and more on her sensitive
shaft, she rubbed Tracy’s nipple between fingers,
making her purr before dropping into yet another deep
soulful kiss. As their lips caressed each other, she
softly squeezed Tracy’s breast, thinking about what
her pussy would feel like around her dick, her legs
wrapped around her ass as she pulled her more and more
into one. As they kept kissing, she felt Tracy begin
to cum as she gasped into her mouth, her skin shaking
with the little tremors rolling through her body. She
pushed her herself balls deep into Maggie, then let go
in her ex-girlfriend, shaking hard as she felt Tracy’s
flesh touch herself as they continued to kiss, her
hand still caressing Tracy’s breast as she felt the
haze of love fall over both of them.

She pulled away from the kiss, then looked into
Tracy’s eyes, trying to find out what was going on in
her eyes. Then, she realized what she saw in them.

“Hey Maggie?” Miss K said in a detached voice.

“Yeah?” Maggie said in her sexy purr.

“Thanks for the fuck,” Miss K continued as she pulled
out. “You still have the same e-mail, right?”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“I-I’ll email you my cell number, OK?” Miss K said as
she struggled to tuck herself back under her thong and
straighten out her clothes. “Trace, you ready to go?”
she blindly said as she looked down at her clothes,
getting them looking right.

“Uh, sure K,” Tracy replied, bewildered as to what was
going on.

Just then, Miss K spotted Shari in the doorway. “Hey,
how long you been there?”

“Long enough to get myself a nice relaxing cum
watching a show after a hard day’s work?” Shari
replied as she wrapped an arm around Miss K. “You
sure you don’t want to stay around for another show?”

“No, thanks,” Miss K curtly said as she hunted for her
purse, then walked towards the door. “I’ll call you,
OK? I gotta go.”

With that, Miss K bounded out of the room, with Tracy
following close behind. Miss K then opened up the
SUV, pulled herself into the driver’s seat, opened the
passenger side door and started the car, forcing Tracy
to run and catch up with it.

“What’s going on, K?” Tracy said as she opened the
door and got into the car. “Tell me, please!”

“N-nothing. Just gotta think about something that’s
all,” she said as she pulled out the parking lot and
sped down Sunset Boulevard.

“Is everything OK?”

“Yeah, yeah, everything’s fine. Just gotta think.”

“C’mon K! Stop acting like such a dude! This is the
first time I’ve seen you like this! Tell me, what’s
going on?”

“I-I’ll explain,” Miss K replied detachedly. “Is the
CD holder over by you?”

“Yeah.”

“Find ‘Midnight Marauders’ in there and stick in the
CD player, OK?”

“Alright,” Tracy said as she resigned to her current
fate, fished out the CD and stuck it in the player.
Miss K then pressed play and turned the stereo on
blast, trying to drown out her thoughts. They sped up
to the hotel in a few short moments, where Miss K
careened down the driveway, pulling to a wild stop in
front of the hotel.

“Get out,” Miss K said.

“What?”

“I’ll meet you up in the hotel room in a few. I got
some stuff on my mind that I gotta think about.”

“What?” Tracy said as she looked at Miss K, then
realized what she was thinking. “You’re afraid you’re
in l–”

“I’ll explain later,” Miss K said. “I’ll be back, I
promise, OK?”

Tracy took a deep breath, then said, “Alright. I’ll
see you upstairs.” She clutched her purse, then
unbuckled her seat belt and stepped out the car. She
stood on the sidewalk for a second as Miss K pulled
away from the hotel, shaking her head as she sped off.
“Damn, is that girl weird!” she said to no one in
particular.

Miss K sped off away from the hotel, coming to a stop
a few blocks away from the hotel at a stoplight.
Taking a deep breath, she ran her hand through her
hair, then looked up at the street sign hanging over
the intersection. She made a left at the light, then
drove more patiently down the street, trying to
remember something from her past and taking note of
the 24 hour stores that were open. Finally, she
spotted the donut shop she was looking for. “Great,”
she said to no one in particular. “It’s open. I
wonder if Tran is still around.”

Pulling up to a space in the parking lot, she grabbed
her purse, then slid out of the car, nervously running
a hand through her hair as she locked up the car.
Purposely walking up the door, she opened it up and
walked into the donut shop. While it had the usual
cheap appointments, it was clean and quiet, and it was
well stocked. Behind the counter was her old friend
from a previous life, Tran. The short, middle-aged
Vietnamese guy was always nice to her back when she
was a he, and she needed something familiar at that
moment.

“Hey, Tran,” Miss K said as walked up to the counter.
“Remember me?”

Tran took a good look at her, then wrinkled up his
brow looking at her. “Hmm,” he said in a slight
accent. “Are you someone’s brother? You know, that
Black guy from Yahoo? I remember he used to be her
all the time. That was before that crash.”

“Actually, that’s close enough,” Miss K said as she
excitedly cut Tran off. “I’m actually the Yahoo guy.”

“Huh? No way…”

“Yes way!” Miss K said as she cut the man off. “I’ve
become a girl now,” she continued as she showed off
her body. “What do you think?”

“Nice,” Tran said as he eyed Miss K up and down. “You
sure you Yahoo guy?”

“Yeah, but you’re gonna have to take my word on that
one. I changed sex, not sexual orientations,” Miss K
said with a smile. “Anyway, you remember my standing
order?”

“Ah, yes. 3 old fashioned and 3 French crullers,
right?”

“You got it,” Miss K said, bouncing around on her
heels and making her flesh jiggle a bit. She then
reached in her purse and fished out a $20 bill. “Keep
the change, OK?”

“OK,” Tran said as he fetched the donuts from the rack
and stuck them in the box. He then turned back around
to the counter, walked to it and handed Miss K the
box. “Here you go. That’ll be…”

“I said keep the change!”

“Oh!” Tran said as his face began to brighten up.
“Thank you, sir!”

“It’s ma’am now, but I’ll forgive you if these donuts
are the same as always,” Miss K said as she opened up
the box, pulled out an old fashioned and took a bite.
“Mmm, that’s good,” Miss K said with a smile.
“Thanks!”

She walked out the door, almost leaving behind her
purse before she quickly ran back and grabbed it.
Walking into her SUV, she placed her donuts on the
passenger side, then started up the SUV back to the
nearest store. Fishing a couple dollars out of her
purse, she fished out a couple singles, then parked
the SUV and walked into the store to buy a quart of 1%
milk. Quickly grabbing the milk and throwing the cash
onto the counter, she got back in the SUV and opened
the bottle, letting some run onto her shirt as she
took a gulp. She took a deep breath and relaxed,
trying to forget everything running through her mind
in the past few minutes. “This can’t be happening,”
she thought to herself as she grabbed a donut, took a
bite and took another sip of milk. “I spent all this
money trying to run from my demons, and yet they’re
still there. Oh well. No matter where you got, there
you are.”

***

“What the…”

Tracy was aroused from her sleep by a good strong
shake. When her eyes began to focus, she saw Miss K
standing above her, naked with her huge hard-on
sticking out.

“OK, K,” she went out of reflex as she reached up to
grab the huge dick, ready to stick it in her mouth.

“Stop,” Miss K said as she pulled the hand off of her
dick. “We’re going back to New York in a few days,
and you’re coming with me?”

“Huh?” Tracy said as she kicked off the sheets and sat
up on the side of the bed. “What’s up?”

“Perfect,” Miss K said to Tracy. “I just knew that
once you saw me like this turning down sex that you’d
pay attention.”

“Now,” Miss K continued. “I’ve been thinking a lot on
this trip, especially since we hit Arizona. Ain’t
nothing like the open road to give ya time to think.
Anyway, I’ve been thinking through some stuff,
personal stuff, you know, and I’m starting to realize
some stuff. First of all, I like you a lot, a whole
lot since this trip started. Heck, I-I admit it, what
you said last night, that I’m in love with you, and to
me, that scares the fucking shit out of me. I mean, I
went from being a broke ass college student to a
multi-fucking-millionaire in the blink of an eye. I
went from not being able to get a date to having
models throw themselves at me. Don’t get me wrong,
the sex is hot, but…there’s something more. You
remember back in Anaheim when we were in that chick
Marilyn’s room?”

“Yeah, I remember that, if only for how fucking sore
my pussy is right now,” Tracy said. “Ya gotta let me
fuck her again.”

“Well, maybe I will if you’re a good girl,” Miss K
said as she petted Tracy’s hair. Just as Tracy was
about to reach up to suck her dick, she pulled away
and continued her spiel. “Anyway, remember when you
pulled me away from the living room?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I was looking at a scene that, running in my
circles, I hadn’t seen in a long time - a couple of
parents doting on their child. Now, I’m not saying I
wanna drop everything and become a regular dad with
2.3 and a house in the ‘burbs, but it hit me. I mean,
don’t get me wrong, the sex is, well, wow, I’m living
a fucking porno right now. But still, everyone needs
someplace that’s home. If not physically home, then
mentally home. I thought I’d be happy turning myself
into a walking wet dream fucking everyone I come
across, then screwing my way across America. However,
there’s something ultimately empty in the whole
exercise, you know? I mean…” Miss K said before
stopping to blink back tears. “I just need to chill,
to be…home.”

“What are you trying to say, K? That you wanna go
back to being a dude, move back to New York and just
live together as boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“Well, not quite the first one. I mean, I’ll admit
it. At first, this whole shemale thing was a vanity
play by someone with more cash on hand than sense. I
seems a bit crazy to waste some money molding my body
like Play-doh when I could have, say, fed the homeless
or build affordable housing with my cash. But with
all the stuff I did, with all those strippers, with my
ex, with you on this trip, I’ve grown attached to
this. It’s become a part of me, and I don’t know if
realistically could go back. What, I’m gonna vibe
with the guys about picking up some chick with my
boobs wearing a lacy thong? I am what I am, a pre-op
transsexual, a shemale, a sissy, a tranny, a newhalf,
a catdog…”

“Catdog? You mean the Nickelodeon cartoon?” Tracy
giggled.

“Trust me, Trace. Hang around enough West Indians for
long enough and you’ll hear shit like that,” Miss K
said with a laugh. “Anyway, the point is that I’m
with this transgendered thing for better or worst.
Besides, I can still have kids like this, and that
would probably be the one reason for going back to
being a guy, you know?”

“True, true,” Tracy said as she nodded her head.

“So whatcha say? Let’s move back to NYC and live in
sin together. Who knows what kind of women we can
find there and, at the end of the day, we still have
each other,” Miss K said with a smile.”

“Awww, K, you’re so sweet,” Tracy said as she got up
and hugged Miss K tight, enjoying being in the other’s
embrace. Tracy then slipped Miss K’s arms, and got on
her knees, poised to suck her dick.

“Nah, let’s not do that right now,” Miss K said. “We
can fuck all we want now that we’re officially a
couple,” she continued as she lifted Tracy up on the
floor, then laid her out in the bed. “Let’s snuggle
for a bit. Besides, I need to get some sleep,” Miss K
said as she climbed into the bed and spooned up behind
Tracy. “When I wake up though, we can fuck like
rabbits, OK?” Miss K said with a giggle.

“OK, let’s start now,” Tracy said as she reached back
to grab Miss K’s dick, only to be slapped away by Miss
K.

“Nuh-uh-uh!” Miss K said as she wagged her fingers and
giggled. “Ya gotta wait. For now, let’s get some
rest.”

***

THE FOLLOWING SPRING…

Miss K sat in front of her vanity, touching up the
last of her bronze-colored lipstick. She put the
lipstick down, then smoothed down a stray hair, pinned
up in a French roll with some bangs teased out. She
wore a light peach colored pant-suit, the jacket of
which she was adjusting to make her cleavage look just
right.

“You sure this is OK?” Miss K said as she fussed over
herself in the mirror. “I mean, I’ve been practicing
and all, but I don’t think I could do a chick in a
business role. This is a bit too staid for me, you
know?”

“Don’t worry, babe,” Tracy said as she peeked over
Miss K’s shoulder and gave her a peck on the cheek.
“It’ll be fine. You know how to be a woman already.
Just try to remember, and you’ll be good.”

“I know,” Miss K said with a giggle. “Besides, if I’m
living as a girl, it would be weird to switch back and
forth all the time, not to mention that I could be a
stockholder in Ace Bandages for all the ones I’d buy
to pin down my boobies.”

“And I just love your boobies,” Tracy said with a
giggle as she reached around and squeezed one of Miss
K’s silicon-enhanced breasts. She was wearing a beige
pant suit with a white blouse with a wide collar. Her
sparsely made-up face was framed by her black hair and
pinned up with a pair of sunglasses.

“Ah, hush,” Miss K said as she playfully slapped away
Tracy’s hand. “Anyway, it’s time for the big press
conference. Is the limo outside?”

“I’ll check,” Tracy said as she walked to the bedroom
window to look down onto the street. “Yeah, it is,
K!”

“Alright, Trace,” Miss K said as she snatched the
purse off the vanity and made her way to the door.
“Let’s get a move on.”

Tracy followed Miss K out the bedroom and down the
stairs of their Upper East Side townhouse, waving
goodbye to the maid as they sped out. As the chauffer
opened the door, Miss K quickly slid into the back
seat, followed by Tracy. When the chauffer closed the
door, Miss K let out a long, drawn out breath,
noticeably twitching.

“Still nervous, K?”

“Yeah. I mean, on one hand, this is a childhood
dream, owning the Knicks. Thinking back to when I was
kid watching Bernard King on Channel 9, to hunting for
a sportsbar to follow the 94 run to even scoring
tickets to the finals when Tim Duncan bust them on
their ass, I’ve been a huge Knick fan. Plus, it’ll be
fun if the Rangers do something too.”

“So?”

“This is a crazy ass sports town. Heck, why do you
think I magically became the president of MSG, despite
the fact he owns most of the company? That jackass
James Dolan was catching too much heat. Plus, there’s
the wonderful Post, the jackasses who blew up my spot.
I mean, I dunno. It’s gonna be crazy.”

“Is there anything else you’d rather do? Be honest,”
Tracy said as she lazily played with Miss K’s bangs.

“I dunno,” Miss K said before letting out another deep
breath. “Fuck?” she said with a nervous giggle.

“Tell ya what,” Tracy said as laid back on the seat.
“Why don’t I suck you off right quick? I know how
that takes the edge off of you.”

“Think we have the time?” Miss K said optimistically.

“Well, I do have this,” Tracy said before sticking out
her tongue, revealing the high-gauge tongue piercing
and clicking it on her tongue as she wiggled her
tongue. “Ain’t that enough?”

“God, yeah,” Miss K said as she reached over and
tongue kissed Tracy, wrapping her tongue around the
piercing. Then, she pulled away and pulled open
Tracy’s shirt collar, revealing the tattoo of CatDog
on her left breast for a quick lick.

“Shit, if I knew that letting you get a tattoo would
convince to get a tongue piercing, I would’ve got you
one on that road trip,” Miss K said with a smile.

“Don’t sweat it. It just goes to show you that you’re
always on my heart,” Tracy said as she reached down to
unzip Miss K’s pants.

“Aww, that’s sweet,” Miss K said with a smile. “And
what would people think if we ever broke up?”

“Well,” Tracy said as she pulled Miss K’s limp dick
out of her pants and idly stroked it. “Everyone will
just think I’m a cartoon junkie, not a lover of a big,
beautiful cat with a dog’s really long tail!”

With that, Tracy bent down and inhaled Miss K’s dick
with a practiced ease, letting her piercing drag down
the underside of Miss K’s dick. As she felt it harden
in her mouth and throat, she pulled on the growing
shaft with her throat, twisting her lips around the
base of her girlfriend’s dick, dragging the piercing
along with it. She then started pumping her head back
and forth on Miss K’s dick, twisting her tongue and
piercing to get Miss K’s dick flexing as fast as
possible.

“Oh yeah, that feels nice,” Miss K said as she draped
her arms on the back of the seat and laid back.

Miss K felt Tracy drag her head back up her dick,
exposing everything but the tip and she stroked the
shaft hard with her hands while her tongue and lips
swirled around the head, tweaking her nerves with
precision. Tracy then pumped her shaft hard as she
sucked on the head, swirling her tongue around the tip
and flicking at it occasionally too. She grabbed on
her mouth as Tracy did her thing on her dick, letting
her soft hands drag up and twist themselves around her
hard dick. Finally, she felt Tracy swallow half her
dick slowly once again as she dragged her lips and
tongue back across her dick, her hands pumping
furiously as the rest of the shaft as she sucked hard.
She gritted her teeth as she felt herself let go,
screaming as she felt her cum splash against the back
of Tracy’s throat only to drip down back on her tip.
As she came, Tracy slowly dragged her lips over the
sensitive dick, stopping to suck out the last of her
cum from her tip before displaying the cum in her
mouth to Miss K and swallowing it with a smile.

“Thanks, honey,” Miss K said hazily.

“You’re welcome,” Tracy said with a giggle and a
smile.

As Tracy gently tucked her dick back into her slacks,
Miss K looked up and saw that Madison Square Garden up
ahead. “Looks like you finished in time, huh?”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Tracy said. “Besides, if you
didn’t, the slacks are tailored to your unique
dimensions.”

“I know, but better safe then sorry,” Miss K said as
she grabbed her purse. “Are you ready for our new
life as media icons?”

“Sure, why not?” Tracy said as the limousine door
opened up on Miss K’s side. Miss K and Tracy got out
the car on that side, then followed the nearby
assistants up into the room where they’d set up the
news conference. As the assembled media came into
view, she stopped at the entrance and stood off into
the side as someone set out the guidelines for the
news conference.

“Damn, that’s a lot of people,” Miss K said. “And
they’re all looking at me.”

“No they aren’t,” Tracy deadpanned. “I’m cuter.”

“Hush,” Miss K said as she stuck out her tongue.

“Now, I’d like to introduce to you the next President
and part-owner of Madison Square Garden, Inc., Ms.
Kayla Stanford!”

Miss K took a deep breath, then smoothed down her suit
jacket and walked out onto the dais. She shook the
hands of all the dignitaries on the dais, then walked
back to the podium, where a bank of microphones were
set up, and the almost blinding lights obscured most
of the people assembled. She took a deep breath, then
spoke.

“I’d like to thank everyone who made it out today, Mr.
Sather, Mr. Layden, Ms. Blazejkowski, Mr. Mills, Mr.
Dolan, players, coaches, management and, of course,
the media for showing up. I have a major announcement
for you. As published reports mentioned in the Daily
News and New York Post, I am purchasing a minority
state of the Garden. As you know, that includes the
building itself, the Knicks, Rangers and Liberty, as
well as Radio City Music Hall and stakes in various
other ventures. Also, as part of the arrangement, I
will become CEO and President of Madison Square
Garden, Inc.

“Now, I would like to make a few statements. As a big
Knick fan, I’ve always followed the Knicks, and I’ve
always relished the opportunity to get involved with
the team either as a player or a coach. Now, I get to
own the team and help be a part of the turn around.
When the Knicks are at their best, they’re the talk of
spring around these parts, and I want to bring the
buzz back. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to get
that done for the Knicks, as well as the other teams I
control, the Rangers and the Liberty. I also hope to
work to make sure the business side of the Garden
works out well in addition. After all, the World’s
Most Famous Arena doesn’t deserve to be dark if it
doesn’t have to be.

“Finally, I’d like to answer the rumors published in
the New York Post. As reported initially in the Page
Six section of that paper, yes I am a transsexual, a
non-op transsexual to be precise. I have one question
though. Why should anyone care? I’m not Adolf Hitler
or Osama bin Laden. As you can see by my wonderful
dark chocolate complexion, I’m not even a part of the
Klan. I just want to run a business and make one of
New York’s most important sports and entertainment
venues a success. Is it going to be a bit unusual
being who I am running a team? Sure it is. However,
I’ve gone through a lot to get here. I think I can
pull this off. Any questions?”

BY PAUL Pbtex@hotmail.com

Hi fans, its me Paul again to describe another one of encounters I’ve had
(really) with some sexy shemales. This meeting took place in Los Angeles,
CA. I’m sure many of you are into shemale porn movies and will know who
Shana is. For those of you who don’t know her, she is a gorgeous white
shemale with long brown/blondish hair, big tits ( think there is some
silicone in there — but who cares), lovely, long legs and a nice thick
eight-incher. This encounter is true and happened about 4 years ago before
she “became a star”.

Well anyway I was on a business trip to LA and was horny to have my ass
fucked by some hot TS. I checked out some shemale escort sites (the one I
eventually used — shemale meetmarket; is not up anymore); you know the
ones, eros-la, clubsun.net, and others. Well something about Shana’s
photos made my pulse quicken. So before I left Texas (that is where I
live) I called her and told her what I wanted. She said ok, that I should
call her when I get to LA. I did just that. She gave me directions to her
apartment. I can’t really remember where it was, but it was near UCLA.

Before I go any further I should explain that I’m turned on by shemales who
are “tops”; in other words, shemales who can and will fuck a guy in the
ass. Shana said on the phone that that was the way she preferred it — she
was looking to have someone suck her cock and to get fucked by it!

Well anyway I knocked on the door and she opened the door. She told me she
was a topless dancer in a straight place and that no one knew she was a TS;
well she was a knockout!! I’m a little over 6 feet and she was about my
same height, with her stappy high heels on. She was wearing a bikini and
looked great. She told me to excuse her lack of furniture, that she had
just moved into the apartment. She had a big 4-poster bed in her bedroom
and a small dog which barked at me. She told me that our encounter would
take place in the living room on a blanket ( there was no furniture in the
room).

She told me to get ready as she went into her bedroom while I undressed and
got on my knees and waited for her return. She walked back in with her top
off and her tits were gorgeous! She sauntered over to where I was kneeling
(she still had her heels on!) and did a slow striptease of her bikini
bottoms right at my eye level. After she untied the strings she turned
around and I got to admire her perfect ass — she wiggled in front of my
face, I couldn’t resist it as I leaned over and kissed her cheeks!

She then turned around and with her cock in her hand she proceeded to rub
it all over my face — it was lovely. She had a musky, earthy scent. It
began to get very hard and very thick! After awhile she took a half step
back and aimed it at my mouth and stuck it in my mouth! I began sucking it
or to be more truthful, I began to receive her cock as she fucked my face!
She stood in front of me and fucked my face for a long time as I tried to
take it all in my mouth. I really like this scene when I am on my knees and
having my face fucked by a goodlooking shemale. As I looked up (when I had
the chance between her thrusts) I could see her large tits jiggle as she
humped my head. It was very hot!

Then she had me lay flat on my back on the floor as she propped my head up
with a pillow. She then sat on my chest with her dick on my chin. She
looked down at me and said something like “open up” and then moved up and
started fucking my mouth as her legs and ass rubbed my chest! It was all
very hot! She asked if I was ready to get fucked and I said yes. She
moved off of me and went to the restroom to get a condom and some lube.
She then returned and placed a towel under me and had me once again lay
flat on my back.

She put the rubber on her and greased my ass with her fingers and placed my
legs over her shoulders and gently (at first) guided the head into me. I
told her to take it easy on me as I was not used to this and I was
basically straight. She said she knew this and that was what turned her on
– knowing that a semi straight guy would want her to fuck him.

She got about half of that fat fucker inside of me and moved it in and out
slowly. It was excruciatingly tight and she said it felt really hot and
snug! She then moved so her feet were coiled under her hips and really
started pumping into me! She started to let me have it! She ignored my
pleas for mercy and kept pounding away while holding on to my ankles and
looking down at me while licking her lips. I can still see the expression
on her. She just kept telling me to “take it” and words to that effect.
After a while, believe it or not the door bell rang and she said “shit” and
pulled out of me.

I was just laying there on the ground panting from the recent fucking as
she got up to look through the peephole to see who was at the door. It was
one of her shemale friends who she let in and it was obvious that her
friend had just been working out (she had on workout clothes and was
sweating slightly). She said hi to me and went into the bedroom and closed
the door.

Shana came back to me and took the rubber off and had me suck her some
more.

I asked her if her friend was interested in having me suck her and she
said she would ask her.

She went into the bedroom and spoke with her a little and she came back and
said that her friend wanted to get paid also. After a price was
negotiated, she came out and had me suck her cock also. She was about
5′7″, with brown hair and a good build.

She did not shower and her cock was sweaty and a little funky (which was ok
to me!).

Both of the ladies stood by my head as I took turns blowing them. I went
from one to the other!

After awhile I laid down on my back and Shana knelt by my head and with my
head turn on its side, she kept feeding me her cock. She told me to jack
off! I was close to coming and so was she. She told me that she was going
to come and was it ok for her to come in my mouth — I said yes! I came
right after that and then I spat her cock out before she could come. She
laughed and called me a “cockblocker” or something of that sort! She was
just kidding! I got up and showered off and realized I had spent a good
1.5 hours with them! I was tired but relaxed and sated. It was a good
experience.

It was only about 6 months later did her porno movies hit the big time. I
watch them every chance I get. I especially love it when she tops a guy as
I watch her pump him, it reminds me of the time I took her cock.

Enjoy. Write me if you have questions regarding this story. Paul
Pbtex@hotmail.com

It was my thirtieth birthday and my wife Alisha had a surprise planned for me, it was one surprise that I will never forget. I found myself on a plane going to Amsterdam, Alisha had planned a dirty weekend for us and what better way than to spend it in Amsterdam. We did the usual, walked round the red light district, took in the sights, strolled alone the canals, but one day my wife suggested that we visit a 17th century manor house which was on the outskirts of Amsterdam. The manor was a huge big house almost like a palace, surround by big ornamental gardens. At the entrance of the estate was a stone path that run through the middle of the garden and finished at the steps of the manor.

I rang the bell and a butler opened the door and invited us in. It was big inside with a beautiful staircase that circled up from the hall and out of sight. Looking up I could see a crystal chandelier hanging from the domed ceiling. The butler left us standing in the hall and Alisha took me by the hand and led us up this grand staircase. I asked her should we not wait until we pay for the tour but she said it was already paid for. I did think at the time how she paid for this as we had just arrived and was about to ask her when we entered one of the bedrooms and got the sight of my life.

I will first describe the room. It was 17th century decor. There were huge paintings on the walls surrounded by think red drapes. At one end of the room were two enormous French windows reaching up to the high ceiling which was artistically painted. Opposite the French windows stood a four poster bed draped with crushed red velvet which flowed down and sunk deep into the rich rugs which covered the spacious floor. At the base of the window was a single chair which is where I was seated. My wife walked over to the bed and sat down beside this other woman who was already sitting on the bed. Alisha chatted to this woman as if they had met before. This mystery woman introduced herself as Yvonne she had black shiny long hair with long legs to match and very large and rounded breasts. I could see her nipples poking through the tight fabric of her top. There were both wearing black suspenders and very tight and short mini skirts. They were chatting and laughing like as if I wasn’t there and took no notice of me. At that point my wife started to stroke Yvonne’s leg and in turn Yvonne brushed her hand against my wife’s cheek and they casually started to kiss each other lightly at first but soon it got very passionate.

My wife slipped her hand in between Yvonne’s thighs and rubbed her hand up down slowly. Alisha then grabbed Yvonne’s mini skirt and pulled it up to expose a black laced thong, that’s when I noticed a rather large bulge. She then pulled the thong to one side and exposed Yvonne’s huge cock and balls to match. Alisha squeezed Yvonne’s cock very hard and ran her hand up and down the swollen shaft very slowly. It didn’t take brains to realise that Yvonne was a shemale and very good looking shemale at that. She was moaning now as Alisha started stroking her off.
My wife told Yvonne to lay flat on the bed with her legs hanging over the side opposite me, so all I could see were two legs and a very large cock. Alisha climbed on top so that she was facing me and stuck the tip of Yvonne’s cock in her mouth and started to suck, inch by inch her cock went slowly into her mouth until she was down to the balls and all the time she was looking at me never taking her eyes of me while she sucked this shemale off.

Finally what seemed like hours my wife stopped sucking Yvonne and walked over towards me. She asked me to get on my knees and take my shirt of which I did without hesitation. The shemale was standing right in front of me her bulging cock inches from my face. My hard-on was throbbing in my pants telling me to take her cock into my mouth but I knew enough to wait until I got instructions from my wife which thankfully didn’t take too long. Alisha told me to lick and suck the shemales balls first which I did, her balls were warm and soft in my mouth. I took turns sucking each ball until my mouth hurt. Then she asked me to suck her cock but only the tip first and then on each instruction from my wife I sucked an inch more and more until the whole thing was in my month and I was down to her balls. I was slurping noisily and greedily taking her cock into my mouth and sucking very fast as well as fondling her balls with my hand. My wife would reach down from time to time and squeeze my nipples and the harder she squeezed the harder I sucked.

I think she was about to cum when Alisha made her stop. I got of my knees and was led over to the bed were I was told to lay face down with my legs hanging over the side and before I knew it she entered me from behind slowly at first and then a little faster until she was fucking me fast and hard, it was unbelievable I could feel my hard-on pushing against my stomach with every thrust she made. I was moaning with pleasure and I was about to cum when she suddenly stopped. They then made me lay on the edge of the bed face up with my legs in the air and she stood at the foot of the bed and entered me again with very deep thrusts. She held my legs up while she fucked me good and hard. My wife joined us and started sucking me off taking all my cock into her mouth.

Before I knew what was happening they stopped. Yvonne smiled at me and moved on to the bed, she was laying flat on her back and she invited me over. I got on top of her and sat on her cock, she proceed to fuck my arse while I was bouncing up and down on my knees. I could feel her balls slapping against my arse with every movement. She was clawing at breast and squeezing my nipples harder and harder with every thrust she made. Her breasts were round and I could tell they were firm by the way they bouncing up and down I leaned over and sucked her nipples until they were hard as rocks. My wife joined us and started sucking my cock and masturbating me at the same time.

I couldn’t take it anymore I started to cum, my wife masturbated me faster and I came all over her breasts. She stood up in front of me and grabbed the back of my head and whispered in my ear to lick all the cum of her breasts which I did greedily. The shemale never stopped fucking my arse until I had licked everything up.

When I finished I got up and was led to the base of the bed I knelt down on to the floor and to my surprise my wife joined me. The shemale stood in front of us and started to masturbate herself. We took turns in sucking her off, passing her cock back and forth between us and sucking greedily until are months were numb and dry. Sometimes I would be sucking her while my wife was licking her shaft or sucking her balls and all the time the shemale was moaning softly and playing with her breasts. Yvonne took a step back and told us open our months and she shot her load into each of our mouths I could feel her cum running down my face and into my mouth hot and thick. She pulled me over and forced me to suck her until she was dry. I never saw so much cum in my life. I looked over at my wife and she was wiping the cum of her face and swallowing everything, the greedy bitch. I leaned over and we started French kissing and licking each other until their was no more cum left.

Afterwards we got showered and changed and left the room. Yvonne had already left but I was hoping that wouldn’t be the last I was seeing of her. We walked down the staircase towards the door when at the last second Alisha veered me away and both of us headed down another corridor I looked at Alisha and asked where are we going, she looked at me and give me a mischievous wink and simply said “you’ve had your fun and now I am going to have my fun” and that is a another story, that as you the reader will probably read someday soon.

With the news that one of our largest customers, a clothing company that specialized in apparel for the black urban hip hop scene, was considering going with a marketing firm that was more in touch with there target market, Anthony and I were chosen to go and try to save the account. I had worked my way up the ladder (Director of Marketing) with the company over the last couple of years, while Anthony was a relatively new to the company. Anthony was hired for his uncanny since of style and had really impressed the company with his work with the ladies product line clients that we provided PR and marketing for. Anthony seemed to “really” be in touch with his feminine side and while no one knew of his personal life, the 5’5 chubby clean-shaven 26 year old never intimidated anyone with his since of masculinity.

The trip started all right as our plane took off on time and during the flight we reviewed some of the clients past marketing pieces and Anthony began to offer his visions of what would really work for this client. As usual his ideas were right on target. He even brought along some test photo shots that he and his photographer had put together. The ads were past sexy!! All of the ads featured sexy black women of all shapes and sizes in extreme high heels scantily clad with wild colored makeup schemes. I got a little warm looking at them. I then commented, that I a sexy sista in open toed high heels with juicy lips make me weak in the knees and Anthony commented that he was also really turned on by the same. Maybe Anthony wasn’t as feminine as I thought…

We landed in New Orleans, grabbed our luggage and caught a cab to the hotel. Upon checking in we were told of a mix up and that only one room was currently ready and that the other “should” be ready within the next couple of hours. It was only 2pm so I didn’t think that it would be a problem so we took our things up to the available room. Anthony had some work to do for one of his other clients so he decided to stay I the room as I took a little stroll through New Orleans. After several stops and drinks I returned to the hotel at about 6pm. I stopped at the desk to see if my room was ready. Not a chance, it wouldn’t be available until tomorrow…at least the one room had two beds. I made my way back to the room. Anthony was in the bathroom and after 2 minutes or so; I heard the shower come on. I laid down on one of the beds and started to dose off. I was awakened by Anthony’s voice… “So what do you think of this?” I sleepily rolled over to see a sexy full figured sista in the sexiest outfit I had ever seen. Whoa! “So I take it you like the look” the voice of Anthony spoke again.

Anthony!!! Is that you? You look just like a sexy woman. Call me Toni, and hell yeah; it is all me and tonight I am going to be more than a woman. I then noticed the very long but slim black dick hanging out the leg of “Toni’s” thong. As Toni started to walk toward me I started to sit up. Don’t get up!!! Toni said in a very assertive voice. Somehow the strength in his voice and the swinging of his black dick memorized me and I didn’t move. Toni sashayed over to me and lowered his face down beside mine and said I am going to show you what sexy “really” is. Without warning Toni cupped my balls through my pants and gave a firm squeeze. When I went to let out a gasp, my lips were met by Toni’s and then his/her tongue was searching for mine. I found myself kissing her back…. I then tried to break away…Toni, with a stern look said don’t stop momma from having fun. With that she shoved her tongue back in my mouth and roughly kissed me. My mind wanted to run but my dick suddenly went rigid. Toni backed off and “ordered” me to take off my clothes, pants first. I didn’t move fast enough so Toni firmly squeezed my now sensitive balls. Hurry Up!!! I quickly removed my pants and started on my shirt. My reward for working faster was the full thick lipstick covered lips of Toni, engulfing my dick. What a feeling, I was on my tippy toes as she brought me right to the edge and stopped. Toni backed off my dick and I tried to force her head back on me when she violently slapped my ass. “I control this dick, you will cum when I “let” you cum. Now turn around, mamma wants to see her new pussy!

Wait a minute!! I said before her hand crashed down on my ass once again. Didn’t I say momma was in control of this? I turned around quickly; mamma then proceeded to spread my ass cheeks. I felt here hot breath and then the most unbelievable feeling I had ever felt as her tongue started licking my hole. My knees buckled and I almost fell over. Toni held my hips tightly as she began to work her tongue into my ass. She worked my ass until I was bucking back at her like a bitch in heat. She suddenly stopped and pushed me onto my side on the bed. I was still shaking with excitement when Toni, shoved her 9 in long but thin dick in my mouth. It was already rock hard. Toni said you had better make it wet so I don’t do damage when I put it in my new pussy. She must have noticed the look of horror in my face as she said don’t worry, mamma loves to make a pussy purr. You will be begging for it before the night ends. With that she rolled me on my back and pulled my legs up over her shoulders. “ I want to see your face when you start falling in love with my dick”. She grabbed a tube of lube and oiled me up good. She put her dick at the entrance of my ass and started applying constant pressure. I didn’t think it would go in until my ass suddenly opened up and let the head in. I was experiencing some pain but Toni eased the pressure until I was breathing easily again. She slowly eased more and more of her dick into me. She told me she loves masculine men cause they can take the pain long enough to let it feel good. When I got comfortable with her size she started gentle fucking motions. Her efforts got stronger and stronger until she was fucking me with unbelievable force. I began my bucking again as I felt my cum building in my balls. Toni started playing with my nipples and that was it…I shot cum all over my own face. When Toni saw the cum shooting she pulled out and added here own load. Mamma cleaned me up and I dozed off. I was awakened by Toni’s ragging hard-on at the crack of my ass. I rolled to my side and let her enter me. Toni forcefully fucked me 3 more times that night and I loved ever inch of it. Toni decided that she should meet our customer while in drag the next day and even though I was not sure it was a good idea, I had to admit that she passed so well that no one would know. We went to the meeting and the exotic looking beauty that I brought along more than intrigued our client. Needless to say, Toni saved the account as all I could do in the meeting is look at her sexy painted toe nails in here open toe high heeled shoes during the meeting. We stopped at a restaurant after the meeting for a bit to eat and after the waiter took our order I turned to Toni and passionately kissed her. After the kiss Toni looked right into my eyes and said, now that’s mammas baby.

Anthony was the most talented designer we had at the firm and after a year of success with our firm he became Toni full time. Our clients only know him as a sexy full figured woman and the rest of our employees see him as a feminine gay transgendered boy, but when Toni comes into the office in sexy open toed high heels, I know I am going to get fucked by my pretty but dominant girlfriend.