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Pre-Honeymoon Honeymoon
By Erica Wright
April 7th-April 16th, 2000
He was my best friend from childhood; she was my best friend from college. I
introduced them, they liked each other, they loved each other, and they got
married. Less than three months later they were divorced.
They never spoke about it. They quietly and very politely split the few
things they had purchased or had received as gifts. They seemed to remain
friends. What the hell happened?
What I'm about to tell you will explain everything.
It was almost a month after the divorce and I was over Tom's apartment for a
few beers and to watch a hockey game after work. As I hung my jacket I
noticed a black plastic bag in the closet. Always the curious type I peeked
inside. It was stuffed with lingerie. My cock twitched at the sight of all
the lace, satin and spandex.
"Hey Tom, do you wanna tell me something?" I said holding up a black lace bra;
it had a tiny red bow between the lace-trimmed cups.
"Very funny Bill, its Kerry's, everything in the bag is hers, but she doesn't
want any of it, finally I just emptied her drawers out, I was going to give her
one last chance before I tossed it in one of those clothes drop boxes."
"Is it all lingerie?" I asked a little taken aback by the amount.
He explained, "I would buy her something special, we'd have sex, it would get
washed, and it would go in her drawer never to be seen again, it was weird, but
I never thought anything of it." He shrugged his shoulders and then continued,
"You're going to see Kerry tomorrow right?"
I shook my head yes.
"Why don't you bring it over to her place, if she doesn't want any of it, just
drop it in the closest box."
My cock was throbbing in my jeans; I couldn't possibly have concocted a better
scenario. I would have a complete Friday night alone with a huge stash of lingerie
and, more than likely, Kerry wouldn't want any of it anyway! All I wanted to
do was grab my coat and say "Seeya..." to Tom. Despite my distraction I
stayed and we watched the hockey game. It went into overtime and at least
with four on four action it was finally worth watching. We watched the
postgame wrap and then I began yawning.
"Busy week?" Tom asked.
"Yeah, it's been pretty crazy... you know how it can get. I'm pretty wiped,
would you mind if we called it a night?"
"No, I had a busy week too, lets both get some sleep..."
He stood up and walked me to the door. I reached into the closet for my coat and
grabbed the bag of lingerie also. I threw it in the back seat of my car and raced
home. Just as I was unlocking the door the phone began ringing, I dropped the bag,
raced for the phone and picked it up just as the person was about to hang up.
Hello, I've got it." I said loudly.
"Hey Bill, it's Kerry I was calling about tomorrow, I wont be able to
have you over in the afternoon after all, I've got a date."]
"Oh, no problem." I said thinking that now I had all day Saturday to scamper
around in her old lingerie. "Have fun, anyone I know?"
"Nope, a guy from work, you'd like him, if it gets any more serious you'll get
your chance to cross-examine him."
We said goodbye and were about to hang up when my brain un-froze.
"Oh Kerry, Tom gave me a huge bag of your lingerie, and some other
stuff from your drawers, do you want any of it?"
"He's so weird, why would I want lingerie from my ex-husband? Each one of those
outfits has a particular memory attached to it, I'm trying to put that whole
mess behind me."
It was the first time I had ever heard her describe her marriage to Tom in
negative terms.
She took a huge breath and then seemed to calm down, "I'm sorry to
vent to you, he still doesn't get it, anyway, just give it all away,
neve-mind." The line was silent for a few seconds before she started
speaking again, much softer and barely containing the tears; "I've really
got to go... this isn't your fault... I'll let you know how my date goes."
We said goodbye and just as she was about to hang up she laughed and said,
"I don't want to catch you prancing about in my lingerie young man, make
sure you give it all away..."
"Yes mom..." I sighed, laughing also.
We hung up the phone and I slumped into my chair. I was tired, but also so excited.
I locked my apartment door and lit a few candles. Before heading to the
bathroom, I tossed the huge black bag on my bed. A hot shower, some shaving,
a little spritz of a flowery scent and I was ready. I wrapped the satin
bathrobe around myself and walked to the bedroom. The bag sat on the bed
where I had left it.
I stood in front of it, reached out and dumped it over. There was more
lingerie than I could've ever dreamed of. Bustiers, corsets, bras, panties,
garter belts, teddys, stockings, satin robes. Every color and style
imaginable. There were outfits that only a roadside whore would feel
comfortable and others that came right out of the Macy's business woman's
collection. I could smell Kerry immediately. I knew her, so I knew nothing
would be dirty, but her lingerie still smelled like her.
My cock was rock hard. I leaned forward and took a deep breath, which was when
I noticed it. A single video tape. I picked it up, the only thing on the label
was a hand written "27". I knew it was Tom's handwriting. Was it possible I
was holding a sex tape of Kerry and Tom?
I felt guilty and completely aroused at the same time. I leaned forward (in my
tiny bedroom) and popped the tape into my VCR. I turned the TV on and hit play.
Blue screen with August 15, 1999. Just one week before their wedding. As I
watched the blue screen I remembered the times I'd taped myself. I always
re-recorded over the same tape. Just when I was getting discouraged a picture came
on, blurry at first and then in focus. A middle of the road hotel room, not the
Omni, but not the Super8 either. There was a young woman sitting on the edge of
the bed, she was sexy in a very familiar way.
It wasn't Kerry. Long brown hair, dark skin, huge brown eyes. Pouty red lips.
The camera panned from her face down. She was wearing a black satin bra with
lace trim, her ample breasts spilled over the edges of the lace. The camera
lingered on the tiny red bow between her tits, her tanned flat stomach. A black
lace garter belt, with little red bows and ribbons as garters. Lace topped
thigh-high stockings, four-inch black patent leather platform pumps on her feet.
With both hands she was rubbing between her legs.
The sound suddenly came on. "Show me... show it to me..." It was
Tom's voice! "Is this what you want to see?"
She leaned back slightly and at the same time shifted. I think I gasped as a
huge dark brown prick sprung from between her legs. I heard Tom mumble something
and then she was stroking it. It was at least eight inches long and obscenely
thick too, she had her pubic hair trimmed into a little patch and her heavy balls
were smooth. Her long fingers and even longer red fingernails was an amazing
sight wrapped around her huge tool. The camera zoomed in on her stroking for
at least five minutes. I reached down and began to do the same thing. I was
so aroused my cock was already dripping pre-cum. The camera zoomed out until
the bed was framed nicely.
"You wanna come here and taste it? It looks good doesn't it? Kneel down and crawl
over, it'll taste so much better..."
A second later Tom entered the picture on his hands and knees, he was naked
except for a pair of white cotton briefs. He nuzzled between her legs and
seemed to lap at her balls. She giggled a few times and then she looped her
fingers in his hair.
"Enough playing baby boy, suck my cock, I need to feel your lips around my
prick..."
She moved his head back and then pulled his face down into her lap. I could hear
him gasping and breathing heavy.
"That's it lover, deep throat my steely cock, what a good boy, keep
swallowing, I wanna see your lips, no I wanna FEEL your lips around the base
of my cock!"
Tom was slurping and gasping all the while swallowing loudly, bobbing his head up
and down in her lap.
"What a good-good boy, your almost there lover, a few more swallows, remember that
night we both practiced on that guy I picked up in the bar. That night was sooo
much fun. I'm so glad you learned to make me feel soo good with your mouth...
Ummmm! That's it, now that you have it all down your throat, wrap your lips
around my thick base and move your head up and down, if it makes you hornier,
play with your tiny prick lover, rub your cock while you suck mine!"
Tom reached into his underwear and began stroking while sucking her huge penis.
"Ummm I like when you move your tongue up and down... and when you moan deep
down in your throat, the vibrations are delicious on my dick..."
The blow job seemed to go on for hours, Tom kept at his task. At one point they
turned slightly so that the angle for taping was better. I was amazed at the
length and thickness of the prick disappearing down my best friend's throat. I'd
never been able to get more than a few inches in my mouth. Her complete female
form shattered by the horse dick sprouting from her crotch only drove me
crazier with lust. I imagined kneeling before her sucking. What a lucky
bastard Tom was!
"You've gotten so good lover, so good, its only been about ten minutes and I wanna
pump my cum down your throat!"
Tom was shaking his head yes, and moaning, 'please' over and over again between
loud gulping sounds. She was running her hand through his hair affectionately.
"I know how much you love to swallow my sperm lover boy, and I even thought of
giving you a treat and letting you TASTE my sperm tonight, but I have a much
better plan."
Tom was slowly drawing his mouth back from her cock, and then throwing his face
forward, sucking her down loudly.
"Ohhh baby, you're tempting me, you really are, but you're gonna have so many
other chances to swallow my cum. Tonight, since your getting married next week, I
wanna pump my whole sticky load up your tight little asshole. I want you to think
of nothing but my big dick up your ass for the three weeks we're apart."
Tom was shaking his head. He had pulled his lips off her and was lapping at her
balls, begging!
"Please do me both ways, you've always have enough, give me your hot cum from BOTH
ends, please?"
"I know its been a while since you've taken a whole load, but I know you can do it
lover boy, now peel off those silly cotton briefs and get up here!"
Without standing Tom pulled his underwear off. I'd never really appreciated his great
body before, sitting in my bedroom wrapped in a frilly satin robe, I suddenly wondered
why I'd never thought about him!
"What a good lover boy, now come up here and sit on my big thick prick! I can't wait to
feel your tight asshole wrapped around my girl-cock!"
She was stroking the entire length of her prick, squeezing it and stroking it to it's
full length and girth. Without a word Tom knelt over her huge pole. I caught a glimpse
of the shine of lubricant between his cheeks as he spread them for her.
"What a very good boy, spreading your cheeks just the way I taught you!"
Tom reached between them and positioned the blunt tip of her penis at his hole.
"I love this." She cooed. "The feel of the tight ring of your asshole pressed to the
tip of my prick, twitching in anticipation. I'll never forget your first time, how
you howled as I stuffed you full of my special meat, and then after a few minutes
you were begging for me to fuck you harder and deeper!"
While speaking her hands had moved up to Tom's hips, he noticed and whispered, "Don't
hurt me... please?"
"Ohhh my sweet little boy, still afraid of my she-meat, still afraid of how
much pleasure its gives you?"
"Yesssss" he whimpered, "I'm afraid of how good your cock feels inside me!"
With that she stabbed upward with her pelvis, all the while pulling Tom down. He
groaned in pleasure, a long drawn out, "uughhhhyesssss!"
The image of her long smooth legs, wrapped in black nylon, stabbing my best friend's
ass with her monstrous cock shook me; I sighed as she continued her upward thrusts.
Pausing every few seconds to pull back slightly before stabbing upward again!
In four or five hard thrusts Tom bottomed out. All I could see was her balls pressed
between his ass-cheeks. His head was tossed back and he was panting.
"Rub your tiny prick lover boy, rub it, while you ride my cock, now ride, little
boy, or I'll get my crop out!"
He obviously didn't need the threat, a second later he began to rise off her lap.
"Good boy, squeeze my cock just like that as you ride up and down! You're getting
so good at this, soooo good!"
Within two or three minutes he was sliding on and off her effortlessly, completely
up and off, her cock standing straight up, glistening, before he fell upon
it, impaling himself, making it disappear once again. Both hands were in
front of him, I could see by the movement that one was stroking his cock,
the question of what the other one was doing was answered quickly.
"That's it, pull your balls up, right, I want to see my cock sliding in and out of
you! Ohhh look at that tiny little ring, stretching, loosening, widening as
my she-prick turns it into a cunt!"
"Turn around, spin around on my cock and show the camera, I want it to tape your
face, to show how much you love this, how much you've grown to crave my cock up
your cunthole!"
Tom spun around in an instant. He leaned back, pulling his balls up as he did so. I
think my jaw hit my chest. Her cock was enormous! It didn't seem any longer,
but at least two times thicker! Because of the position he was in he had to
brace himself with one of his hands, so his cock flopped around as he slid
up and down on her staff. There were little shiny flecks of pre-cum
splattered on his thighs and flat stomach, his eyes were closed and I swore
I saw a tiny stream of drool at the corner of his mouth. He was sweaty with
the exertion, she lay almost motionless, enjoying the workout, his ass was
providing.
"Your making me so horny lover, I wanna cum so bad, but I want to
give you one last treat, I think you need to be dogged, lover boy, I think
you need to be on your hands and knees as I fuck you up the ass, you need to
remember who's in charge..."
Tom rose up and then slid down next to her, positioning himself on all fours. She
rolled off the bed and walked to the camera, she moved it slightly so Tom and the
bed were in three-quarter view. She stood behind him, stroking her tool.
"I have an even better idea, slide down and hang off the bed, knees on the floor."
Tom slid down, spreading his ass obscenely. "Just like THAT!" she screamed.
She pounced, mounting him from behind with one rugged thrust. Three or four savage
stabs and they were both groaning and moaning in pain and ecstasy. She was gasping
with the sudden exertion. He was gasping from the pleasure!
"How... do you... like... my... dick... implants?" she moaned, pistoning him with
her cock.
"You're... so... fucking... huge...now...I feel...like you're gonna...split me...
open."
"Ohhhh goood...I'm so...glad...you...like...them!"
She reached under him and pushed his cock down, so that it was facing the floor,
bent backwards slightly.
"Lover, do you like the way my balls feel bashing against your man-clit?"
"Ugghhh... don't call...it...that...please!!!"
Tom was seconds from coming.
"You don't call that little thing between your legs a man-clit? It sure isn't big
enough to be called a penis, what you've got up your ass is a penis... or should I
say what you've got up your pussy is a penis?"
"Uggggh! Sto-o-o-p!"
"Yeah lover, it sure FEELS like a tight PUSSY-HOLE wrapped around my cock! That's
right, now I remember," She taunted him, "You don't like to admit it, well guess
what lover, what I'm fucking right now is no different than a tight pussyhole, it
moves like a pussyhole, it squeezes like a pussyhole... it craves steamy cum like
a pussyhole, you've got a hot, willing cunt between your legs, and I'm about to
give your cunt what it needs!"
Tom was gibbering, grunting, groaning and squealing. He mumbled something.
"What?" she said, "Say it louder?"
"Fuck my PU-PU-PUSSSY!" he hissed, "Shoot your cum up my cunt... please!?"
"Yessss lover... yesss... finally after all this time a break-through... tonight
I was going to make you wear a wedding dress, now I'm sorry I didn't, it would've
been perfect, you could've been wearing a wedding dress when you finally accepted
what you are! Next time I guess, right now just get ready to take my cum! Lover
take my cum, lover GIRL!"
She squealed and drove down on top of Tom. His ass-cheeks contracted around her cock
and then he was cumming, shaking violently as the cum poured from his cock.
"Yesssss!" was all they said in unison.
The shemale's ball-sac was pulsing and I knew Tom was getting a huge cunt-drenching
load. They seemed to melt into each other, panting and groaning as little tremors
shook their bodies.
Tom was saying "thankyouthankyouthankyou" over and over again.
Finally the woman slid backwards, her still hard cock exiting Tom's well-humped
pussyhole with a loud squish. She walked to the camera and zoomed in on Tom's still
twitching butt-cheeks. His pussyhole, was red and rimmed with creamy sperm, more oozed
from him with each passing second. It was running down his legs. The woman
spoke clearly.
"Finally after over two years of lessons, the birth of the worlds newest pussyhole...
Ummm, how happy I am today!"
She walked off camera and returned with a pair of red satin panties. Careful
to keep Tom centered in the camera; she slowly pulled the panties up his legs
until they were tight against his body. The wet spot between his legs continued
to grow, until his entire crotch was wet with sperm. The tape faded to black. I sat
stunned for at least ten minutes.
I looked at the bed, the bra the shemale had been wearing was on the top of the pile!
I dug, and quickly found the garter belt, the stockings and the panties. I looked at
the clock, it was only 1:00am. I was horny as a cat in heat; I had a set of keys to
Tom's apartment.
What would happen if I showed up at his bedside, dressed like the
woman who had apparently made him one also?
I knew I was going to find out.
***
To be continued, absolutely, I hope. Anyone want to help? This story was
originally to be co-written with another writer from Fictionmania. She has
since backed out. As I say above, anyone who wants to take a crack at
continuing this please do. I've moved on and have no immediate plans to
finish this.
If you enjoyed this story, please let me know at: [email protected]
If you see this story anywhere other than Fictionmania, it has been
distributed without my knowledge, and I would love to know where you saw it.
(I really don't care, but I am just curious!)
Erica
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