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As Mark Henry was driving around the forested area for looking for hunting violations, his cell phone. It was his daughter, Raine. He answered, “Hey there! How are you?”
“I’m fine, dad! How are you?”
“Pretty good. What’s up? I’m on patrol.”
“I was just calling to say, ‘hi’. I was hoping I could introduce you all to someone special.”
“Ahem,” he cleared his throat. “Yeah...Uh...Sure. You know I don’t remember you talking about anyone. How’d you meet him,” inquired the forty-one year-old.
“I met him online and he’s back in town.”
“Have you met in person before?”
“Oh yeah! A few times,” the collegiate sophomore admitted.
Mark had already pulled over. He scratched his head. “Yeah, if he’s that important, we’ll meet him. Have you talked to your mother,” he referred to his ex-wife.
“She’s my next call, dad. Plus, Bryan has something in common with you.”
He was sweating. “Well, what’s that?”
“He was a Green Beret too.”
“Cool. Let me know how that call goes with Athena.”
“Thanks! I will. Bye now.”
Mark exhaled before returning to his patrol. He was so interested in how he missed the signs of a relationship. Raine had spoken to him much about boys. And, he didn’t figure she’d done so with her mom. He wondered if she maybe spoke to his wife, Candace. If Candace knew these things and hadn’t shared, he was going to be pissed. The for U.S. Army Special Forces weapons sergeant tried to calm himself down.
Raine was smiling to where she was. She was excited that could finally unveil the man that made her feel like the only girl in the world. She was a bit oblivious to thoughts running through father’s head. Since he had been supportive when she first announced that she wanted to transition from male to female back when she was thirteen, she automatically guessed lots of things were with him. The truth was that he dad was not thrilled when she shared. What he did though was make sure that he took Raine to counseling sessions and support groups. He also participated in his own therapy to ensure he could provide her the support she would need along the way.
Mark had jumped in head first with Raine’s gender identity while his ex-wife was quite heated. There was a major difference between and Athena. He had actually had a beloved older cousin who was quite effeminate that commited suicide. His aunt and uncle had repeatedly said they’d rather had a dead son than a living it. He was devastated at the death. He was always shocked at how cold his family was at the funeral - even though many people were crying. He was determined for that not to happen to his c***d.
There was hardly a day that he and Athena didn’t argue. At that time, he upgraded to a two-bedroom apartment and had Raine come live with him full time. He was also navigating this with his son who was three years younger than Raine. He was concerned with how much to share, how to help Trae process what all was going on, plus how to help stay focused on schoolwork and being a k**. Athena made none of these things easy. He just begged her to not let their older c***d feel unloved. An unexpected ally was Raine’s stepfather, Lawrence. He didn’t do a whole lot, but he often talked Athena off the ledge or just cautioned her to be so disagreeable.
From the outside looking in, Mark was not your typical overzealous parent. He had been a three sport athlete. He enlisted in the Army right after high school in a few years was accepted into the Green Berets. And now he worked in law enforcement. But in his mind, it was also way to honor the life of his deceased cousin, Lewis.
Mark’s phone rang again. It was Raine. “Hey, dad!” She sounded exasperated.
“Hey, dear! How’d it go?”
“Well, it went better than I imagined.”
“Of course it did. Your mom has made a lot of progress over the years. You gotta understand she was brought up Apostolic in rural North Carolina. It was gonna take her time.”
“I know, dad! You’ve told me that before. She basically said that she has no problem meeting him. And if we’re doing a dinner, we should do it at her house.”
“So, one there and one with us?”
“No, she said we should all dine together.”
“What did you say to that,” Mark eyes bugged.
“I said yes.”
“Alright, then it’s settled. I’m happy for you. I gotta go.”
Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. His ex had very little love for his new wife. Well, she wasn’t completely new, they had been married for almost two years now. He knew what Athena disliked the most was that the new Mrs. John Mark Henry, also known as Candace, was an instrumental part in Mark’s coming to truly accept Raine’s transition.
Mark could never understand why his former partner was so against him. She was the one who requested divorce due his being deployed so often. Lawrence Woods was a material scientist for a large chemical manufacturing company, so she led a comfortable life financially. Mark had loved Athena from the moment he met her and he still had a place for her in his heart. He wondered if she had the same.
Mark met Candace one afternoon while he was waiting for Raine and Trae at the Community Services & Resources Center. The multifaceted mental health operation was where he and his k**s attended counseling sessions. Candace worked there as a case manager. And, while she was not assigned to any of them, they had struck up a few conversations. She asked how things were going and he spilled his guts more than he ever thought. He blurted out something like, “It’s crazy as hell. My son wants to bne my daughter. I’m trying to support and understand this, but my ex-wife challenges me at every step.” She asked him to step into her office. He could sit there while she attended a meeting. Did he any water? No.
Mark and his c***dren were going before Candace returned. The next day, there were no appointments for them at the center. But, he felt terrible about how he had reacted. He drove over after work and requested to see her.
“Yes,” she said coming into the lobby.
“I’m sorry, miss,” he began.
“About what?”
“How I reacted in her yesterday.”
She giggled, “That was nowhere the biggest outburst I’ve seen her. We call the cops every couple of weeks.”
“Well, I still exploded and you didn’t deserve that.”
“It’s okay. Obviously, you needed to get that off your chest.”
“Well, thanks for hearing me out. Take care,” he said exiting.
Candace ran outside after him. “Hey, I’m not assigned to you so there no conflict of interest. You know if you ever need to just talk, you could always call my cell.”
“Really,” Mark was taken aback.
“Yes, really. Here it is,” she said scribbling a piece of paper.
“Thanks! Don’t be mad if I use it.”
“You should! I have some experience with what you’re going through.”
“Okay, well I gotta be on my way. Single dad and all. Gotta get dinner on the table.”
It was a week and a half later before Mark called. She seemed happy to hear from him. They ended staying on the phone for three hours. She was easy to talk to. He barely mentioned any of stuff going on his life. The vast majority of the conversation consisted of politics, current affairs, football, favorite movies, hip hop, and the like.
“Before we go, you said you had some experience like what I’m going through. What is it,” Mark checked.
“Oh, I’m trans,” she said matter-of-factly.
“For real?”
“Yes. For real. My parents were none to happy with me when I announced it to them. Barely spoke to my sister for three years after that.”
“Wow, I never would’ve guessed.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. Thank you!”
“I’m kinda mind blown.”
“I understand. I’ll tell you it gets better with time. Hey, I’m really sleepy. Maybe we’ll chat again.”
“Yeah,” Mark ended the conversation.
He was exasperated. He had no idea the attractive, brown-skinned lady was like his daughter. He actually was feeling her in the conversation and thinking about asking her out before she told him that. He told him he would never do that. He called her the next night and again that spoke for three hours. This time he explored a little about her gender with her. He learned she transitioned eight years ago after college. She was on hormones. No, there were no surgeries. Her parents now called her Candace. She and sister were on speaking terms. She hardly ever felt in danger. Yes, she’d been in healthy relationships. Not all men were dogs, but many were. She often felt like a sex object. He went for it and asked her out. She said yes.
They met a diner a couple of evenings later. It went well. He was becoming more smitten with her. He asked if she could mentor Raine. She cautioned telling him that Raine could spend time with her and you could say she was transgender. But, she could not steer the c***d in any direction. There were several more dates after that one.
One night, the k**s were with Athena. So, they were watching a movie at his place. He put his arms around her and told her she was beautiful. She smiled warmly. He said he wanted her. Her eyes widened. He said, “We can do it right here or in my bedroom. I don’t care!”
Candace sat back, “It’s just that…”
“What? Are you not into me?”
“No. I’m very attracted to you.”
“Then let’s go to bedroom.”
He led her without even bothering to pause the DVD player. They ended up on his bed tongue wrestling. She pulled back and said, “I don’t wanna ruin the moment, but I didn’t know we’d be doing this. I need to douche.”
“Go ahead,” he said.
“Well, it’s a bit more complicated. I need my materials.”
“You don’t have them with you?”
“No,” she grimaced.
“How sure are you that we’ll make a mess?”
“Reasonably.”
“Hmmmm. Let me grab on old blanket. Be right back.”
While he disappeared Candace ran to the restroom to quickly was off her booty, taint, and ass crack.
“Where you at, baby,” he called out.
“Right here,” she said reappearing.
“Let’s get to it!”
They began making out once more. Soon they were both naked. They were fondling each other all over. Eventually, she bent down and started sucking his eight inch dick. Then, Mark ate out her asspussy. Next thing they knew, Mark was sliding inside while they were on their sides.
“Fuck this pussy, Daddy,” she cried out.
“Yeah, baby! Take Daddy’s big Black dick,” ordered Mark.
They fucked for only a few minutes that night because he had never experienced such tightness on his manhood. They cuddled that night.
Mark was flipped back to the present when his phone rang again. This time it was Athena.
“Hi, Mark,” said the ex-wife dryly.
“Hi, Athena! What’s up?”
“Have you spoke to Raine?”
“Yeah, A little earlier. Is something going on?”
“Well he...I mean she wants to introduce us to the guy she’s dating. I said I’ll host a dinner for all of us at my house.”
“That’s really nice of you. We’d love to come. What can I bring?”
“Oh nothing. Unless you wanna drink some wine.”
Mark chuckled, “Okay! Hey before you go, I just wanna say thanks for how far you’ve come along with Raine.”
“Afterall, I am her mama. And, it’s so hard to have her out of my life.”
“That’s the girl I married.”
“Thanks, Mark! I’ll chat with you later.”
Mark headed back to HQ. He was ready for the day to be over. He flashed back to first meeting Candace. He recalled how ended up avoiding her again after their first time. He didn’t call her or even go into the counseling center so he would not run into her. He ignored her calls and after a few days she stopped trying.
He had an odd feeling of emptiness. After two months, he was too scared to reach back out to Candace, but he wanted that type of sex. He’d done with a non-trans woman a couple of weeks earlier and it just did not excite him the way it did with Candace. He also found himself going almost straight to tranny porn when he watched that stuff. So, he went to a hookup site and browsed their transsexuals. That night, he ended up hooking up with a pale-skinned crossdresser.
The twenty-two year-old, big booty, white guy came over already dressed up. When he took off the top layer of clothing, he had on a pink bralette set with a pair of white thigh high stockings. The dude also had on a platinum blond wig. Mark had been watching porn non stop so he was ready to get down to business.
He took the sissy to bedroom and pulled out his dick. The punk began sucking. Mark said, “Suck that dick, bitch!” The bottom did just that until Mark starting spanking that big round ass and told him to bend over.
“Owwwww,” whined the white boi as Mark pushed in his cock.
“Shut up, bitch! You know you want this dick!”
“Yes, sir!”
“Take this big Black dick!”
“Yes, Daddy! Fuck this big white faggot ass with that big Black cock!”
“Oh shit, bitch!”
“Do you like this white sissy ass?”
“Yeah,” Mark grunted.
“Good! Cause this naughty big booty white boi love being a faggot for Black men.”
“Really?”
“Yes, sir!”
They fucked twice before the visitor left.
About a week later, Mark was feeling it again. So, he went back to that site. This time he found a cute, chocolate tranny.
She came over sporting a long, reddish brown weave. Her titties were small - like A cups. But, her ass was rotund. She summed up Mr. Henry by calling the man a hottie.
Mark was turned on and pulled out his tool right in the living room. She walked over and stroked it then dropped to her knees. She said, “I want you to fuck me like I’m your prison bitch, Daddy!’
“Okay then! Suck it first,” Mark demanded.
She sucked like a vacuum cleaner. Mark was groaning and enjoying it, when she stood and bent over. He moved behind her.
“Now, fuck me hard, nigga,” she requested.
“Yeah, I’m gonna, bitch!”
“Fuck me deep!”
“Oh yeah!”
“Harder, nigga! I’m your prison bitch!”
“Yeah! That’s what you are. My li’l prison faggit!”
“Yes, nigga! I’m your li’l faggot! Fuck this fag pussy with the big Black dick!”
“Throw that ass back, fag!”
Mark manhandled her ass for a while. When she left, she made him promise to call her again. And he would.
Mark repeated this process many time interspersing the big booty white boi with the pretty, aggressive Black tranny. There were also others in between. He enjoyed fucking the trannies and fembois, but felt empty with them. The emotions were forced; not real like they were with Candace. After a year he tired and decided to tuck tail between his legs and reach out to Candace.
He explained that he had been scared to commit and so he just stopped talking to her. He apologized for treating her that way. She accepted the apology and asked him what he wanted. He shared that he wanted to be with her. She told him to write her a poem and read it to her the next night. They talked on the phone every night for at least an hour for five weeks before she agreed to go back out with him. That date was amazing. And, she didn’t put out on it.
All of that had been three years ago. Towards the end of that year, he proposed. And, he had been faithful since then.
He walked in the house and Candace was already there. Trae was at his mom’s house. And, Raine lived on campus. So, they were all alone. He kissed her gingerly and went to change. He returned to the living room and they cuddled up. He asked, “Did you know Raine had a boyfriend?”
“She hasn’t mentioned anyone serious. But I know she must have several suitors. She is in college after and quite pretty,” Candace shared.
“That’s enough,” Mark said not wanting to think of men acting like him and so many others with his own daughter.
“I’m just saying we’re crazy to think she doesn’t. I also know she feels comfortable talking about dating with Jasmine.”
“Well, long story, short. She’s wants all of us to meet him. And, Athena is gonna host the dinner at her house.”
Candace recoiled. “Wow! She’s come a long way. That’s so awesome. And I’m invited?”
“Yes, baby!”
“Who says a leopard can’t change his spots?!? So, what do want for dinner?”
“Let’s order Chinese.”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll grab the menu.”
They made sweet, intimate love that night.
Two weeks later, Mark and Candace were at Athena’s house. They were joined by Trae and Lawrence. The folks were making slightly awkward small talk as they waited for Raine. When the guests of honor arrived, all of the adults’ eyes bugged. Trae snickered and started out the hellos.
Raine said,”Everyone this is Jim. Jim, this is my dad!”
Mark took a deep breath and extended his hand, “Hi, I’m Mark. How are you?”
“I’m good, sir,” answered the thirty-six year-old white man.”
Athena did not wait for Raine to determine the pecking order of introductions. “I’m her mom.”
“Hi there! How are you, Mrs. Woods?”
“Um, fine.”
Raine said, “This is my mom’s husband.”
Lawrence shook his hand and said, “Any friend of Raine’s is a friend of ours.”
“Thank you sir,” replied Jim.
“My dad’s wife, Candace.”
Candace held out a hand and chimed in, “Nice to meet you.”
“You too, ma’am.”
“This is Trae, my brother.”
“Hello there! How are you, sir,” Trae played up the situation.
“Pretty good! Nice to meet you!”
Lawrence added, “Why don’t you guys have a seat.”
Candace asked, “Athena can we help you in the kitchen.”
“Absolutely! And I think we could use the help of the men too,” she suggested.
Jim whispered, “They’re shocked about how old I am.”
“They’ll be fine,” Raine reassured him.
“I told you to tell them.”
In the kitchen, Mark and Athena were fuming. Candace and Lawrence weren’t too far behind.
“What is this,” Athena started.
“A dead ass white boy,” Mark hissed.
“You mean man. He’s got be our age.”
Lawrence figured he’d play the voice of reason. “Let’s get out our frustrations, then go out there get through this meal as quick as we can.”
Candace agreed, “Yeah!”
Marked glared at her, “I can’t sit near him. I’ll whoop his ass.”
Athena still in shock added, “I’ll try.”
Lawrence suggested, “How about me and Candace take the conversation leads.”
“Yeah! Good idea,” Mark concurred.
They went out and called the guests to the dinner. It was awkward at best, but they made it. When it came time to end the meal, Mark asked Raine to speak with him and Athena.
“Raine. What,” he tried to control his anger.
“What do you mean, dad? That he’s white,” Raine said.
“Don’t be sassy. You know very well what we mean,” Athena added. “He’s old enough to be your father.”
“Only technically. He’s thirty-six. But he’s a nice guy.”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, young lady. You’re not spending the night with him.”
“Dad,” the student protested. “I’m going back to my place.”
“Alone I hope,” barked the mother. “I don’t want somebody old guy stealing your youth.”
“I’m leaving,” Raine announced.
Raine rushed out of the kitchen and told Jim it was time to go.
In the rental car she said, “Yeah, they weren’t cool with your age.”
“I get it,” Jim replied. “I’m almost their ages.”
“Actually, you’re older than Candace.”
“Gee thanks,” he rolled his eyes.
“I love you and they just have to deal with it.”
“Love you too. It’s just important to let people have time to process some things in advance.”
“I guess you think I’m c***dish.”
“I didn’t say that. I wanna take you back to the hotel and fuck that sweet little ass.”
“Then step on it.” She was looking out the window.
Back at the house, Mark and Athena had calmed down slightly. They decided that the would would invite Raine out to lunch in tandem tomorrow to talk sensibly. Mark was still unsure he could refrain from yelling and demanding. Candace said she try to talk off the ledge before the meeting the next day. They all said good night.
At the hotel, Raine and Jim were already kissing. The younger girl who stood five-foot-nine and weighed about one-hundred-thirty-five pounds love her beefy man with green eyes and shaved head. He was a hench of a man being six-two and about 225 pounds. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She pulled out his seven inch prick and started sucking it. Afterwards, Jim licked her all over.
Jim placed Raine on her back. He slid in gently. His cock was fat and it would stretch her out.
“Ooh yes,” cooed Raine.
“Yeah! That little pussy is tight,” remarked the Green Beret.
“Fuck me, Jim”
“I’m gonna take my time with this sweet, young pussy.”
“Oh, yes! I love you!”
“I love you too, baby. Open that pussy up.”
“Yes, sir! It’s your pussy.”
“All mine, sweetheart. I love it.”
“I love how you fuck me!”
“Me too. Ah hell. Flip over.”
Jim put Raine on her stomach and went to work. He kissed her neck and mouth as slammed repeatedly into her. When he climaxed he collapsed and said, “Damn, I love you!”
“I’m fine, dad! How are you?”
“Pretty good. What’s up? I’m on patrol.”
“I was just calling to say, ‘hi’. I was hoping I could introduce you all to someone special.”
“Ahem,” he cleared his throat. “Yeah...Uh...Sure. You know I don’t remember you talking about anyone. How’d you meet him,” inquired the forty-one year-old.
“I met him online and he’s back in town.”
“Have you met in person before?”
“Oh yeah! A few times,” the collegiate sophomore admitted.
Mark had already pulled over. He scratched his head. “Yeah, if he’s that important, we’ll meet him. Have you talked to your mother,” he referred to his ex-wife.
“She’s my next call, dad. Plus, Bryan has something in common with you.”
He was sweating. “Well, what’s that?”
“He was a Green Beret too.”
“Cool. Let me know how that call goes with Athena.”
“Thanks! I will. Bye now.”
Mark exhaled before returning to his patrol. He was so interested in how he missed the signs of a relationship. Raine had spoken to him much about boys. And, he didn’t figure she’d done so with her mom. He wondered if she maybe spoke to his wife, Candace. If Candace knew these things and hadn’t shared, he was going to be pissed. The for U.S. Army Special Forces weapons sergeant tried to calm himself down.
Raine was smiling to where she was. She was excited that could finally unveil the man that made her feel like the only girl in the world. She was a bit oblivious to thoughts running through father’s head. Since he had been supportive when she first announced that she wanted to transition from male to female back when she was thirteen, she automatically guessed lots of things were with him. The truth was that he dad was not thrilled when she shared. What he did though was make sure that he took Raine to counseling sessions and support groups. He also participated in his own therapy to ensure he could provide her the support she would need along the way.
Mark had jumped in head first with Raine’s gender identity while his ex-wife was quite heated. There was a major difference between and Athena. He had actually had a beloved older cousin who was quite effeminate that commited suicide. His aunt and uncle had repeatedly said they’d rather had a dead son than a living it. He was devastated at the death. He was always shocked at how cold his family was at the funeral - even though many people were crying. He was determined for that not to happen to his c***d.
There was hardly a day that he and Athena didn’t argue. At that time, he upgraded to a two-bedroom apartment and had Raine come live with him full time. He was also navigating this with his son who was three years younger than Raine. He was concerned with how much to share, how to help Trae process what all was going on, plus how to help stay focused on schoolwork and being a k**. Athena made none of these things easy. He just begged her to not let their older c***d feel unloved. An unexpected ally was Raine’s stepfather, Lawrence. He didn’t do a whole lot, but he often talked Athena off the ledge or just cautioned her to be so disagreeable.
From the outside looking in, Mark was not your typical overzealous parent. He had been a three sport athlete. He enlisted in the Army right after high school in a few years was accepted into the Green Berets. And now he worked in law enforcement. But in his mind, it was also way to honor the life of his deceased cousin, Lewis.
Mark’s phone rang again. It was Raine. “Hey, dad!” She sounded exasperated.
“Hey, dear! How’d it go?”
“Well, it went better than I imagined.”
“Of course it did. Your mom has made a lot of progress over the years. You gotta understand she was brought up Apostolic in rural North Carolina. It was gonna take her time.”
“I know, dad! You’ve told me that before. She basically said that she has no problem meeting him. And if we’re doing a dinner, we should do it at her house.”
“So, one there and one with us?”
“No, she said we should all dine together.”
“What did you say to that,” Mark eyes bugged.
“I said yes.”
“Alright, then it’s settled. I’m happy for you. I gotta go.”
Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. His ex had very little love for his new wife. Well, she wasn’t completely new, they had been married for almost two years now. He knew what Athena disliked the most was that the new Mrs. John Mark Henry, also known as Candace, was an instrumental part in Mark’s coming to truly accept Raine’s transition.
Mark could never understand why his former partner was so against him. She was the one who requested divorce due his being deployed so often. Lawrence Woods was a material scientist for a large chemical manufacturing company, so she led a comfortable life financially. Mark had loved Athena from the moment he met her and he still had a place for her in his heart. He wondered if she had the same.
Mark met Candace one afternoon while he was waiting for Raine and Trae at the Community Services & Resources Center. The multifaceted mental health operation was where he and his k**s attended counseling sessions. Candace worked there as a case manager. And, while she was not assigned to any of them, they had struck up a few conversations. She asked how things were going and he spilled his guts more than he ever thought. He blurted out something like, “It’s crazy as hell. My son wants to bne my daughter. I’m trying to support and understand this, but my ex-wife challenges me at every step.” She asked him to step into her office. He could sit there while she attended a meeting. Did he any water? No.
Mark and his c***dren were going before Candace returned. The next day, there were no appointments for them at the center. But, he felt terrible about how he had reacted. He drove over after work and requested to see her.
“Yes,” she said coming into the lobby.
“I’m sorry, miss,” he began.
“About what?”
“How I reacted in her yesterday.”
She giggled, “That was nowhere the biggest outburst I’ve seen her. We call the cops every couple of weeks.”
“Well, I still exploded and you didn’t deserve that.”
“It’s okay. Obviously, you needed to get that off your chest.”
“Well, thanks for hearing me out. Take care,” he said exiting.
Candace ran outside after him. “Hey, I’m not assigned to you so there no conflict of interest. You know if you ever need to just talk, you could always call my cell.”
“Really,” Mark was taken aback.
“Yes, really. Here it is,” she said scribbling a piece of paper.
“Thanks! Don’t be mad if I use it.”
“You should! I have some experience with what you’re going through.”
“Okay, well I gotta be on my way. Single dad and all. Gotta get dinner on the table.”
It was a week and a half later before Mark called. She seemed happy to hear from him. They ended staying on the phone for three hours. She was easy to talk to. He barely mentioned any of stuff going on his life. The vast majority of the conversation consisted of politics, current affairs, football, favorite movies, hip hop, and the like.
“Before we go, you said you had some experience like what I’m going through. What is it,” Mark checked.
“Oh, I’m trans,” she said matter-of-factly.
“For real?”
“Yes. For real. My parents were none to happy with me when I announced it to them. Barely spoke to my sister for three years after that.”
“Wow, I never would’ve guessed.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment. Thank you!”
“I’m kinda mind blown.”
“I understand. I’ll tell you it gets better with time. Hey, I’m really sleepy. Maybe we’ll chat again.”
“Yeah,” Mark ended the conversation.
He was exasperated. He had no idea the attractive, brown-skinned lady was like his daughter. He actually was feeling her in the conversation and thinking about asking her out before she told him that. He told him he would never do that. He called her the next night and again that spoke for three hours. This time he explored a little about her gender with her. He learned she transitioned eight years ago after college. She was on hormones. No, there were no surgeries. Her parents now called her Candace. She and sister were on speaking terms. She hardly ever felt in danger. Yes, she’d been in healthy relationships. Not all men were dogs, but many were. She often felt like a sex object. He went for it and asked her out. She said yes.
They met a diner a couple of evenings later. It went well. He was becoming more smitten with her. He asked if she could mentor Raine. She cautioned telling him that Raine could spend time with her and you could say she was transgender. But, she could not steer the c***d in any direction. There were several more dates after that one.
One night, the k**s were with Athena. So, they were watching a movie at his place. He put his arms around her and told her she was beautiful. She smiled warmly. He said he wanted her. Her eyes widened. He said, “We can do it right here or in my bedroom. I don’t care!”
Candace sat back, “It’s just that…”
“What? Are you not into me?”
“No. I’m very attracted to you.”
“Then let’s go to bedroom.”
He led her without even bothering to pause the DVD player. They ended up on his bed tongue wrestling. She pulled back and said, “I don’t wanna ruin the moment, but I didn’t know we’d be doing this. I need to douche.”
“Go ahead,” he said.
“Well, it’s a bit more complicated. I need my materials.”
“You don’t have them with you?”
“No,” she grimaced.
“How sure are you that we’ll make a mess?”
“Reasonably.”
“Hmmmm. Let me grab on old blanket. Be right back.”
While he disappeared Candace ran to the restroom to quickly was off her booty, taint, and ass crack.
“Where you at, baby,” he called out.
“Right here,” she said reappearing.
“Let’s get to it!”
They began making out once more. Soon they were both naked. They were fondling each other all over. Eventually, she bent down and started sucking his eight inch dick. Then, Mark ate out her asspussy. Next thing they knew, Mark was sliding inside while they were on their sides.
“Fuck this pussy, Daddy,” she cried out.
“Yeah, baby! Take Daddy’s big Black dick,” ordered Mark.
They fucked for only a few minutes that night because he had never experienced such tightness on his manhood. They cuddled that night.
Mark was flipped back to the present when his phone rang again. This time it was Athena.
“Hi, Mark,” said the ex-wife dryly.
“Hi, Athena! What’s up?”
“Have you spoke to Raine?”
“Yeah, A little earlier. Is something going on?”
“Well he...I mean she wants to introduce us to the guy she’s dating. I said I’ll host a dinner for all of us at my house.”
“That’s really nice of you. We’d love to come. What can I bring?”
“Oh nothing. Unless you wanna drink some wine.”
Mark chuckled, “Okay! Hey before you go, I just wanna say thanks for how far you’ve come along with Raine.”
“Afterall, I am her mama. And, it’s so hard to have her out of my life.”
“That’s the girl I married.”
“Thanks, Mark! I’ll chat with you later.”
Mark headed back to HQ. He was ready for the day to be over. He flashed back to first meeting Candace. He recalled how ended up avoiding her again after their first time. He didn’t call her or even go into the counseling center so he would not run into her. He ignored her calls and after a few days she stopped trying.
He had an odd feeling of emptiness. After two months, he was too scared to reach back out to Candace, but he wanted that type of sex. He’d done with a non-trans woman a couple of weeks earlier and it just did not excite him the way it did with Candace. He also found himself going almost straight to tranny porn when he watched that stuff. So, he went to a hookup site and browsed their transsexuals. That night, he ended up hooking up with a pale-skinned crossdresser.
The twenty-two year-old, big booty, white guy came over already dressed up. When he took off the top layer of clothing, he had on a pink bralette set with a pair of white thigh high stockings. The dude also had on a platinum blond wig. Mark had been watching porn non stop so he was ready to get down to business.
He took the sissy to bedroom and pulled out his dick. The punk began sucking. Mark said, “Suck that dick, bitch!” The bottom did just that until Mark starting spanking that big round ass and told him to bend over.
“Owwwww,” whined the white boi as Mark pushed in his cock.
“Shut up, bitch! You know you want this dick!”
“Yes, sir!”
“Take this big Black dick!”
“Yes, Daddy! Fuck this big white faggot ass with that big Black cock!”
“Oh shit, bitch!”
“Do you like this white sissy ass?”
“Yeah,” Mark grunted.
“Good! Cause this naughty big booty white boi love being a faggot for Black men.”
“Really?”
“Yes, sir!”
They fucked twice before the visitor left.
About a week later, Mark was feeling it again. So, he went back to that site. This time he found a cute, chocolate tranny.
She came over sporting a long, reddish brown weave. Her titties were small - like A cups. But, her ass was rotund. She summed up Mr. Henry by calling the man a hottie.
Mark was turned on and pulled out his tool right in the living room. She walked over and stroked it then dropped to her knees. She said, “I want you to fuck me like I’m your prison bitch, Daddy!’
“Okay then! Suck it first,” Mark demanded.
She sucked like a vacuum cleaner. Mark was groaning and enjoying it, when she stood and bent over. He moved behind her.
“Now, fuck me hard, nigga,” she requested.
“Yeah, I’m gonna, bitch!”
“Fuck me deep!”
“Oh yeah!”
“Harder, nigga! I’m your prison bitch!”
“Yeah! That’s what you are. My li’l prison faggit!”
“Yes, nigga! I’m your li’l faggot! Fuck this fag pussy with the big Black dick!”
“Throw that ass back, fag!”
Mark manhandled her ass for a while. When she left, she made him promise to call her again. And he would.
Mark repeated this process many time interspersing the big booty white boi with the pretty, aggressive Black tranny. There were also others in between. He enjoyed fucking the trannies and fembois, but felt empty with them. The emotions were forced; not real like they were with Candace. After a year he tired and decided to tuck tail between his legs and reach out to Candace.
He explained that he had been scared to commit and so he just stopped talking to her. He apologized for treating her that way. She accepted the apology and asked him what he wanted. He shared that he wanted to be with her. She told him to write her a poem and read it to her the next night. They talked on the phone every night for at least an hour for five weeks before she agreed to go back out with him. That date was amazing. And, she didn’t put out on it.
All of that had been three years ago. Towards the end of that year, he proposed. And, he had been faithful since then.
He walked in the house and Candace was already there. Trae was at his mom’s house. And, Raine lived on campus. So, they were all alone. He kissed her gingerly and went to change. He returned to the living room and they cuddled up. He asked, “Did you know Raine had a boyfriend?”
“She hasn’t mentioned anyone serious. But I know she must have several suitors. She is in college after and quite pretty,” Candace shared.
“That’s enough,” Mark said not wanting to think of men acting like him and so many others with his own daughter.
“I’m just saying we’re crazy to think she doesn’t. I also know she feels comfortable talking about dating with Jasmine.”
“Well, long story, short. She’s wants all of us to meet him. And, Athena is gonna host the dinner at her house.”
Candace recoiled. “Wow! She’s come a long way. That’s so awesome. And I’m invited?”
“Yes, baby!”
“Who says a leopard can’t change his spots?!? So, what do want for dinner?”
“Let’s order Chinese.”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll grab the menu.”
They made sweet, intimate love that night.
Two weeks later, Mark and Candace were at Athena’s house. They were joined by Trae and Lawrence. The folks were making slightly awkward small talk as they waited for Raine. When the guests of honor arrived, all of the adults’ eyes bugged. Trae snickered and started out the hellos.
Raine said,”Everyone this is Jim. Jim, this is my dad!”
Mark took a deep breath and extended his hand, “Hi, I’m Mark. How are you?”
“I’m good, sir,” answered the thirty-six year-old white man.”
Athena did not wait for Raine to determine the pecking order of introductions. “I’m her mom.”
“Hi there! How are you, Mrs. Woods?”
“Um, fine.”
Raine said, “This is my mom’s husband.”
Lawrence shook his hand and said, “Any friend of Raine’s is a friend of ours.”
“Thank you sir,” replied Jim.
“My dad’s wife, Candace.”
Candace held out a hand and chimed in, “Nice to meet you.”
“You too, ma’am.”
“This is Trae, my brother.”
“Hello there! How are you, sir,” Trae played up the situation.
“Pretty good! Nice to meet you!”
Lawrence added, “Why don’t you guys have a seat.”
Candace asked, “Athena can we help you in the kitchen.”
“Absolutely! And I think we could use the help of the men too,” she suggested.
Jim whispered, “They’re shocked about how old I am.”
“They’ll be fine,” Raine reassured him.
“I told you to tell them.”
In the kitchen, Mark and Athena were fuming. Candace and Lawrence weren’t too far behind.
“What is this,” Athena started.
“A dead ass white boy,” Mark hissed.
“You mean man. He’s got be our age.”
Lawrence figured he’d play the voice of reason. “Let’s get out our frustrations, then go out there get through this meal as quick as we can.”
Candace agreed, “Yeah!”
Marked glared at her, “I can’t sit near him. I’ll whoop his ass.”
Athena still in shock added, “I’ll try.”
Lawrence suggested, “How about me and Candace take the conversation leads.”
“Yeah! Good idea,” Mark concurred.
They went out and called the guests to the dinner. It was awkward at best, but they made it. When it came time to end the meal, Mark asked Raine to speak with him and Athena.
“Raine. What,” he tried to control his anger.
“What do you mean, dad? That he’s white,” Raine said.
“Don’t be sassy. You know very well what we mean,” Athena added. “He’s old enough to be your father.”
“Only technically. He’s thirty-six. But he’s a nice guy.”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, young lady. You’re not spending the night with him.”
“Dad,” the student protested. “I’m going back to my place.”
“Alone I hope,” barked the mother. “I don’t want somebody old guy stealing your youth.”
“I’m leaving,” Raine announced.
Raine rushed out of the kitchen and told Jim it was time to go.
In the rental car she said, “Yeah, they weren’t cool with your age.”
“I get it,” Jim replied. “I’m almost their ages.”
“Actually, you’re older than Candace.”
“Gee thanks,” he rolled his eyes.
“I love you and they just have to deal with it.”
“Love you too. It’s just important to let people have time to process some things in advance.”
“I guess you think I’m c***dish.”
“I didn’t say that. I wanna take you back to the hotel and fuck that sweet little ass.”
“Then step on it.” She was looking out the window.
Back at the house, Mark and Athena had calmed down slightly. They decided that the would would invite Raine out to lunch in tandem tomorrow to talk sensibly. Mark was still unsure he could refrain from yelling and demanding. Candace said she try to talk off the ledge before the meeting the next day. They all said good night.
At the hotel, Raine and Jim were already kissing. The younger girl who stood five-foot-nine and weighed about one-hundred-thirty-five pounds love her beefy man with green eyes and shaved head. He was a hench of a man being six-two and about 225 pounds. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She pulled out his seven inch prick and started sucking it. Afterwards, Jim licked her all over.
Jim placed Raine on her back. He slid in gently. His cock was fat and it would stretch her out.
“Ooh yes,” cooed Raine.
“Yeah! That little pussy is tight,” remarked the Green Beret.
“Fuck me, Jim”
“I’m gonna take my time with this sweet, young pussy.”
“Oh, yes! I love you!”
“I love you too, baby. Open that pussy up.”
“Yes, sir! It’s your pussy.”
“All mine, sweetheart. I love it.”
“I love how you fuck me!”
“Me too. Ah hell. Flip over.”
Jim put Raine on her stomach and went to work. He kissed her neck and mouth as slammed repeatedly into her. When he climaxed he collapsed and said, “Damn, I love you!”
Lauryn
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