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The Untimely Demise of Jessica My name is Jessica and I am a 38 year old part time cross-dresser. One night a week usually Wednesday or Thursday and always on Saturday night I shed my non- descript dull accountant male persona named John and emerge as a tall, willowy, red haired, confident, sexy gurl called Jessica. I am 5'11" in my stocking feet but I am always in at least 3" heels. I weigh 160 pounds, with a nice soft round ass. My entire body is shaved smooth and my skin is soft to the touch. Now some trannys are straight and like to be with genetic women and some like other tgurls. Me, I am into men, and the manlier the man the better. I am a bad girl and a good bottom, I love to be fucked in the ass, I love to suck cock. It goes beyond love, when I am dressed, there is only one thing on my mind and that is getting fucked. Well, enough of that, this story starts a month ago on a Wednesday night, in a dingy motel on Route 1 in Saugus MA. I had bathed and shaved and had put on my very lifelike breast forms that attach with medical adhesive. I had done my full make up, false eyelashes, artificial red nails, and dark red lipstick. I put on an auburn, wavy shoulder length wig. I was dressed in a black full slip, waist cinching corset with garters, thigh high sheer black stockings and black 4 " stiletto heeled shoes. I also had on a somewhat opaque red cover up. I was waiting for my boyfriend Jack Delgado. He and I get together every week on either Wednesday or Thursday night. Jack is a detective with the State Police and can usually manage his schedule to spend a couple of hours with me before returning home to his wife and three kids. He is 45 years old and 5'8" tall with a very buff body. I love two things about Jack, he is very macho and makes me want to be all the woman I can be, and most importantly, he has amazing recuperative powers in his penis. He needs very little time after cumming before he is hard again. I met Jack when he came into a tranny bar working on a case. He was looking for a tranny chaser in connection with an assault case. I didn't know the guy but I gave Jack my best "come hither" look and spoke to him in my husky Kathleen Turner voice. He gave me his card and said if I heard anything about that guy to give him a call. I gave him a call all right, but only to ask him to meet me at a motel where I proceeded to seduce him. Since then it has been a regular weekly event. Now I told you what I see in Jack, but you might wonder what he sees in me. Well that is simple too. First like a lot of relatively short guys he has a thing about fucking taller people. I dress sexy, act sexier, am extremely low maintenance and am willing and able to match his considerable sex drive, orgasm for orgasm. Jack is straight and wants nothing of my cock. I don't care about that I am content to take him in my mouth and up my ass over and over again. There is a knock on the door. I crush out my cigarette and put some Vaseline on my finger and stick it up my ass. I wipe my hand off and sashay over to the door. The knock has turned into a pounding. I look out the peep hole and see that it is Jack. As soon as I opened the door he is inside and slipping off his sport jacket and shoulder holster. I start unbuttoning his shirt and rubbing my palms on his hairy, well developed pecs and say "Oh baby I thought you were never going to come" He smiles lasciviously and replies "Oh I'm coming all right" With that, I have unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. I flash a wicked smile, turn my back to him, bend over, spread my legs, and brace myself by putting my hands flat on the table. I glance over my shoulder and say "OK stud it's time to perform" His hands move to my hips, I feel the tip of his cock touching my anus. Then in a flash of pleasure/pain he rams his cock deep inside me. The power of his thrust lifts my heels off the floor as I teeter on my toes and stiffen my arms for support. He thrusts again even more powerfully, and then again and again. He is like a relentless machine pushing his piston deeper and deeper inside me as if he is trying to split me in half. I begin to pant and wince with each thrust and then his pulsating penis explodes past my sphincter and pleasures my prostate. I utter a long low moan. He senses my pleasure and redoubles his intensity. I lick my lips, wiggle my ass, and yell "Ohhhh Yes" His pace quickens to a frenzy, my toes are trying to curl in my stilettos, my head is spinning. I feel the spasms of his cock, and then I feel something warm inside me. I struggle to catch my breath as he pulls out. There is predictability to sex with Jack, we always start with an ass fuck because blow jobs are too passive for him when he first arrives. Notice I didn't call it making love, love has nothing to do with it. This is raw, passionate lust. While he went into the bathroom to clean up, I sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. He came out stark naked, I felt something stir in side me as I gazed on his naked body. I took a deep drag and exhaled it and said "Come sit right here big boy" He slid right next to me. I took my free hand and caressed the inside of his thigh. While I continued to do one sexy exhale after another, Jack is turned on my sexy smoking. Shamelessly I moved my hand higher up on his thigh. I started to play with his balls. His cock was starting to rise, I took a deep drag bent down and blew the smoke all around his cock. He seems to like that. I crushed the cigarette out in the ash tray and said "I see something I'd rather smoke" I licked the inside of his thighs and took his balls. Then I took each ball and sucked on it several times. His cock was now fully erect, I first licked it from the scrotum to the head and then licked the head all around like it was an ice cream cone. I playfully clenched my teeth around the head of his cock and scraped them then let his cock slowly out of my mouth keeping just the slightest pressure on it with my teeth. This always drives him wild. It did again. He rolled me off of him and then climbed on top of me, his knees on either side of my head, his dick dangling in front of my lips. I just opened wide, and Jack took over from here. He fucked my head vigorously, pounded his swollen cock in to my mouth over and over again, cursing me and calling me a slut, whenever he could catch his breath. For some reason whenever we do it this way he pulls out and ejaculates in my face. I always make a big deal out of licking it off my face. I went into the bathroom to clean up and when I came out Jack was getting dressed. He said, "Sorry I have to go, this job sucks! More and more I have been thinking about retiring when my 20 years are up next year, and divorcing Karen, and you and I could move somewhere, like Florida" Aghast, I managed a quick smile and said, "Oh Jack you would never leave Karen, and I would never ask you to" He shook his head and said "It's just so much better with you" Then he left. I thought to myself "What a dunce! Of course it is better with me. He only sees me a couple of hours a week after which I have spent the better part of the day getting ready. And all we do when we are together is fuck. He seems to have lost track of the reality that I am a guy most of the time" I had a busy week and hadn't given Jack's comments another thought. We met again at the same motel. Jack was more ardent than usual in screwing me. In our post coital cuddling, Jack said "Jess I was serious about retiring and us living together" I replied "Jack that is just not practical, I don't spend all my time like this" He said "I know but maybe we could get you some surgery or something" Now this was getting heavy, so I decided to divert the blood away from his brain by sucking on his balls. It worked quite well. Soon I couldn't talk because my mouth was full of hard cock. The following week the same pattern emerged, only when I went to distract him he pushed me away and said "No Jess I want to talk about this" I got off the bed, went to the table lit a cigarette and took a deep drag and exhaled it slowly and finally said "Jack I like my life the way it is! I don't want to be your live in girlfriend" He turned red and yelled "Bitch, you know I can figure out who you really are and then your secrets will be out. You'll come crawling back to me" Surprised and somewhat scared at his threat I replied "Jack, then you would be exposed as well" He laughed and said "Oh I could make sure I was not mentioned, I am sure I am not the only man you ever screwed! What do you say Jess? Are you willing to take the chance?" Angry and not thinking too clearly I responded "Fuck you Jack!" He slammed the door on his way out. I thought "Now what have I done" Over the next few hours of tossing and turning, a plan emerged. I would simply convince Jack that I was unworthy of him by cheating on him and reluctantly admitting it. The next day I went to work on my plan. First I needed a new identity and second I needed a man preferably one that wasn't too terribly bright. I looked over Jessica's list of rejected admirers on line and picked out three likely candidates. The common thread was that they all seemed to be inexperienced with trannies. I thought I could likely manipulate them more easily that a more experienced or sophisticated tranny chaser. To put them more at ease I decided to make myself a virgin again. The wonderful thing about being a trannie is that you can change your appearance quite radically with a different wig, make up and wardrobe. Having done that I temporarily discard that depraved slut persona named Jessica and become a whole new creation. My new persona was named Sharon, a newly come out of the closet gal, with extreme bi-curious tendencies. Sharon is seething with repressed sexual desire but is prim and proper on the outside. I decided Sharon would have dark brown medium length hair, understated make up, and wear glasses. I took some pictures in a conservative gray business suit and posted them and filled out the profile data. I winked at my three possibilities and two of them responded. I set up meetings on successive nights. Both were set for public places. The first guy was named Jim and I met him at South Station in Boston. He was kind of cute, but married and looking for a little something on the (wild) side. He was too sharp and too busy with real life to be easily manipulated for my plot. After a few minutes I sobbed that this was a big mistake and I just wasn't ready. He was a gentleman and said goodbye. I noticed the hard cock in his crotch as he turned to go and thought to myself, what a waste, this pretend virgin thing isn't all that much fun. I couldn't think of the last time I left a man's cock hard. The next night I met the second guy, Vern in front of the Legal Seafood Restaurant at the Burlington Mall. I saw him coming from a distance. He was tall probably 6"4" and skinny, he looked like a computer geek. He had a non- descript hair style, thick glasses, and walked with an awkward gait. I smiled as he approached and said "Hi Vern, I'm Sharon, I am so glad you came, I've been stood up before" The best he could manage was a nod. We sat down on a bench. I kept my knees together in a ladylike fashion. We made small talk, he told me about his job, all kinds of bit and bytes, I was bored to death and the only thing I wanted to bite was his cock, but I remained virginal. He actually was turning out to be ideal. He was 40, never been married and lived alone, and while he may know computers he was as socially awkward as he was physically awkward. After about an hour, I said "Vern, this has been all I hoped for, I am very comfortable with you and would like to see you again sometime, but I should be going now" He literally beamed and said "That would be great!" I smiled and said "Walk me to my car" When we got to my car I unlocked the door and waited. Like a gentlemen he reached past me and opened the door. As he did I pivoted and brushed his lips with a kiss. He was startled. Looking frightened I said "I'm sorry, that was very forward of me, I don't know what came over me, I just felt drawn to you" He smiled broadly and replied "That was nice, very nice" With that I smiled demurely, moved closer so that my tits were up against his chest and kissed him full on the lips. It was a long slow passionate kiss. While I was kissing him I intentionally kept from blinking. If you do it long enough tears well up in your eyes. When I released the lip lock, I backed away so he could see my teary eyes. In a half sob I said "Vern, I think am ready, you are going to be the one, please be gentle" I drove one exit down the highway and pulled into the Holiday Inn Express next to Denny's. I said, "Now Vern why don't you go in and get us a room" He did and we pulled up in front of a room around the back of the restaurant. He opened the room door and held it for me. As I walked in I turned and threw my arms around him and started to french kiss him as the door slammed shut. In between kisses, I was pawing at his crotch trying to release his hard cock. He gently pushed me away and undid his belt and fly and his pants fell to the floor. I knelt in front of him, breathing fast shallow breaths, my lower lip trembling I pushed his boxer shorts down and there it was staring me in the face. I opened my eyes and wide as I could and gasped and said "Oh my God" It was only part play acting I really was surprised it wasn't bigger given his height. With great trepidation I move my lips closer and closer until finally my lips met the head of his cock. I shuddered. Then slowly my lips parted and I look the head of cock into my mouth. I moaned with pleasure. It was all I could do to hold my self back, but I was still trying to imitate a virgin. After a few minutes, I let Sharon be over come with wantonness and furiously sucked his cock, my head bobbing back and forth, sucking the length of his shaft an finally I drained his balls and a load of warm salty cum exploded in my mouth. I pretended to gag and rushed into the bathroom and pretended to spit it all out. I did my trick of allowing the tears to well up in my eyes and then went out and immediately threw my self into Vern's arms. Through my sobs I managed to say "That was incredible! I don't know why I've waited so long" Vern was quiet but just held me tight. After a while I started rubbed my thigh on his knee, then I kissed his nipples. He responded by caressing my ass. At the first sign of life in his cock, I grabbed it ant started playing with it. Soon it was erect. I looked soulfully into his eyes and said will false sincerity, "Please be gentle," Then I turned my back and bent over slightly. I felt Vern's cock push slowly and steadily up my anus, his hands held my hips steady as he started to thrust his pelvis deeper and deeper inside me. I pretended it was it was painful. I closed my eyes, clenched my fists and bit down on my lower lip. In truth much larger men than Vern had been down this path. After a little while I changed my demeanor and started to moan as if it was becoming oh so pleasurable. He was breathing heavily and I could feel his warm breath on my back. I began to move my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. My face was flushed, I was licking my lips, and wiggling my ass with each and every thrust of his manhood. Now I was breathing heavy and shouting "Yesss". In an instant his whole body seemed to shudder and I felt something warm in my ass. It was over, way too soon as far as I was concerned. We collapsed into each others arms. I moaned with pleasure and said "Vern that was awesome" We agreed to meet again in two days. In the meantime I sent Vern an email which said I could think of nothing but his cock, and went on to tell him of my secret fantasy to be a red haired hooker. Would he please indulge my fantasy by playing the role of my john by wearing a business suit when we met next. I got to the motel first and got into some of my sexiest lingerie and of course I wore my Jessica wig and did my sluttiest make up. I set up a video recorder to film the session and sat back to wait for Vern. When I answered the door I was pleasantly surprised, he looked far less geeky in the suit, but if I was surprised, he was shocked. He had that same look that John Travolta had when the Bad Sandy showed up at the carnival. We wasted no time and went right to work. I carefully maneuvered him so the camera never focused on his undersized dick. Meanwhile I put on an Oscar worthy performance of orgasmic pleasure. When we were finished, I played back the video for Vern. He got so horny we had to do it all again. Wednesday night I was sitting waiting for Jack at the usual motel. He knocked and I opened the door. We went right to the usual ass fuck. I must admit I savored it because it would probably be my last with Jack and I appreciated anew how nice a thick cock felt in my ass pussy. I came out of the bathroom after freshening and lit a cigarette and sat down. Jack said "Well have you thought anymore about moving to Florida with me?" I took a deep drag and exhaled it slowly and said "It just won't work Jack" He started to turn red and said "Why not?" Somewhat mockingly I said "Well even if you can get past the fact that I am really a guy, I can't get past the fact that I am a slut. I could never be happy with just one man' Jack laughed and said "You won't need any another men" I replied "Jack I do now" I took from stills from the video and threw them out on the table. Took another drag and blew it out towards his face and said, "These are from last night Jack, the thing is I'll be with someone else tomorrow too" He looked at the picture and was enraged. He replied "I'll fuck you everyday and twice on Sunday, you won't need him or any other man" I shook my head and said "You don't get it! Jack the reason I screwed this guy is he has a bigger dick than you" Jack jumped up and swung his right hand toward my face, I parried the blow with my left "He yelled "You cock sucking fairy bitch!" I replied "That's a compliment not an insult, asshole!" Enraged he responded "I'll kill you and I'll kill him too!" He stormed out of the room. I sat down took a long drag and let it out very slowly and said "Well that didn't go exactly as I had planned" The trouble was I believed Jack might just be serious. I sent Jack an email saying I was sorry to have angered him but I couldn't ever run away with him He replied as angry as the night before and said "I will find you and kill you and him too" Of course Jessica was going to need to vanish, but given that Jack was a detective with resources at his disposal, she would also have to die. Now we are not talking suicide, but more like personalitycide. Jess wasn't real, although to Jack she seemed to be, so her death would not be real, but to Jack and others it would need to be perceived as real. The plan came together pretty quickly. I found a motel in Gloucester overlooking the ocean which clearly always had a vacancy or two. Then I hid some boy clothes and a bag of some rocks nearby. I left my car about 2 miles away and walked a couple of more miles away before summoning a taxi to drive me near but not completely to my apartment. I spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready. As Sharon I sent an email to Vern asking to meet him after work, at a park that was within walking distance of my apartment. I told him we were going on an adventure. Then as Jessica a I sent an email to Jack which was vague, rambling and confusing but which used phrases like "I can't continue to live in fear" It also mentioned his wife by name and the State Police . I transformed myself into Jessica mode and met Vern. I could tell he was happy to see me as Jessica. We drove to the motel and he rented a room. Now one thing I had learned about Vern was that he lacked sexual stamina. After ejaculating three or four times he would conk out and sleep very soundly. It was two blow jobs and an ass fuck to be precise. Vern was off to the Land of Nod and I scribbled a suicide note. I slipped out the back door, stripped off my night gown and left it on the edge. I put on my boy clothes and wiped off my makeup. I dragged the bag of rocks and threw it into the sea, It made quite a splash. Then I threw Jessica's red wig in after it. I quickly walked back to where my car was parked and drove home. I was counting on Vern being enough of a boy scout to report the incident to the authorities and he did. Then I hoped Jack would see the report, put that with my email add 2 and 2 and get to 4. But no, Jack just couldn't let go. If I was gone he still was going to get Vern. He somehow got himself assigned to the case. Now I had dragged the bag of rocks a short distance through the dirt and it left a mark and I had left a couple of footprints. It turns out Vern and I have the same size feet, too bad for Vern. With that little bit of evidence Jack concluded that there had been a quarrel, Vern killed me, dragged my body to the cliff, and threw me over. Then he went back and wrote the suicide note. Despite the lack of a body, or proof that Sharon even existed, poor Vern got indicted for murder. Now I had played him for a chump because he was a chump but I never intended anything bad to happen to him. It was a sensational story and was all over the media. The search for Sharon's identity was frenzied. I had destroyed the computer I had used, and since moved to a new apartment. I knew they could track the IP address to a vicinity but not an exact location so I thought it best to move some distance away. Months passed as Vern awaited trial. My tranny persona was now named Gwen. I was a somewhat intellectual looking, classy blond who had chin length hair, glasses, subdued makeup and a propensity to wear business suits. Oh yes I had become a virgin yet again. Being Sharon had been a nice break from the slutty Jessica. More importantly I realized how much I enjoyed controlling and manipulating Vern. I wasn't sure where it was going but being a good bottom wasn't quite enough anymore. Gwen was becoming more and more flirtatious and tending toward being a real vixen and really liked being in control. The trial was scheduled to start the next week. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go to the authorities and confess to staging the whole thing. I considered having Jessica come back to life long enough to get Vern acquitted. But then Jack would be looking for me to kill me for real, and I couldn't have that. I was going through some of Jessica's stuff and found a disk with pictures of Jack. There was one that clearly showed both faces. Jess was sitting on Jack's lap. I opened a new email account and sent the picture to the District Attorneys office and included a message saying that they should be looking at Jack Delgado instead of Vern. A reply came back from a Leon Brown, an investigator with the DA, saying that they needed to establish the authenticity of the picture to use it as probable cause to investigate Delgado. In short they needed to meet me. I reluctantly agreed to meet the investigator alone at a time and place I would specify. It was a nice autumn evening, I was dressed in a nice businesslike blue suit, but the skirt was a little shorter than office appropriate and the white silky blouse showed just a little too much cleavage from my very realistic looking breast forms. And these days not too many real business women wear 3" spike heels. On the other hand I had a chin length blond wig, very conservative jewelry, a medium red lipstick and nails and very intellectual looking eye glasses. I rented a motel room for cash at a place where they don't ask for ID. Using a new prepaid cell phone I called Leon Brown's number and gave him the address and room number. He arrived about 20 minutes later. He was a huge black man, standing about 6'5" and weighing over 250 pounds. Now in all my slutty behavior I had never made it with a large black man and my curiosity was aroused. I introduced myself as simply Gwen. He showed me his ID. I said "Mind if I smoke?" Leon replied "Not at all" I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag and exhaled it" He started to question me "Now Gwen how did you come into possession of this picture" I replied "Jess or Sharon as she was sometimes known was a friend of mine, she gave it to me" He went on "Has this been photo- shopped or altered in any way?" I replied "No not at all, Jess and Jack Delgado carried on a long term affair" He said "I see, do you have any proof of that" I motioned to him to sit at the desk where I had a laptop with the site "Date a Cross-dresser" open" He sat down in the chair and I sat on the desk with my skirt riding up my thigh and my legs dangling. I took another drag and exhaled in his direction and said. Enter "[email protected]" as the user name, and "cocksucker" as the password. He did as I instructed and up popped Jess's profile. I said "Now go to her mailbox and read the emails that were sent to "latinstud" There he saw the flirtatious preliminaries and an exchange of actual email addresses. I then had him sign into Jess's yahoo mail account and there was the truly incriminating evidence. The last threatening email, the vague suicide email messages setting up dates and even some exchanging pictures. I licked my lips and batted my eyelashes and said "Seen enough" Leon looked me over and said "I think I have enough to go after Delgado, but save the femme fatale act, I'm straight" I replied "Hmmm you mean to tell me you never fucked a woman's ass" He looked uncomfortable but replied "Yes I have" I spread my legs apart and said "I doubt that you could tell the difference between my shit hole and hers" He looked kind of strange and stood up. He said "Oh I bet I could but I'm not going to try, unlike Delgado I have ethics" I was disappointed to say the least. I stood up and walked over to him, standing uncomfortably close, I batted my eyes, pursed my lips, and said "Leon despite your claim to be straight, there is hard evidence to the contrary!" I reached down and felt his hardened member, straining to be freed. He brushed my hand aside and said "I'll be in touch" I smiled lasciviously and said "If only I could believe that" He walked out the door and got into his car. I stood in the doorway and said "Bye Leon hope to hear from you soon" As he pulled away I saw a rather burly truck driver getting out of the cab of his truck nearby. He was staring at me. I thought" He looks like he could be easily manipulated if we can get past that pesky gender issue, Oh what the fuck," and blew him a kiss. I went back into the room and heard a knock almost immediately. I lit a cigarette, answered the door. He was about 6'2" and probably close to 300 pounds, he had a two day growth of beard, and long greasy brown hair. He had on dirty jeans, a t shirt with food stains, and a flannel shirt which looked as though he had been wearing for a month or so. I looked him up and down took a deep drag and exhaled it in his face and said "Is there something you want?" He said "Some of what the black guy got" I smiled and said "That's easy he got nothing, have a nice day" As I started to close the door he reached out a stopped it and replied "Oh I can't believe that darlin, you're way too hot to leave unfucked" I took another drag and let it out slowly, reached up and removed his hand from the door in case I needed to slam it quickly and replied "Well he was picky, I could only offer him head and ass. He wanted more" He smiled and said "Well that would be fine with me darling. What's the matter is it that time of the month?" I thought "well here we go" and smiled and said "No it's because I'm a guy!" His eyes grew wide but his face didn't contort in anger. He stepped forward into the room forcing me to back up. As the door slammed behind him he said "Two holes are better than none" I smiled and thought to myself "I'm just a pushover for the suave romantic types" He unzipped his fly and fished out a very large cock appeared with his left hand while his right hand reached up under my skirt and ripped off my panties. Then he literally picked me up and sat me on the desk, and tilted me back. I was surprised but didn't miss my opportunity to grab his monster cock and guide it into my anus. His breathe stank of cigarettes and coffee and his body oder was ripe, but he was stimulating me in ways that made my sense of smell unimportant. He pulled me onto his cock, the pain was excruciating. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for the ride. And what a ride it was. The pain passed quickly and I moaned with pleasure. He thrust so hard I thought his cock was going to go right through me. I was breathless, panting, trying to catch my breath when he suddenly came and I felt a torrent of warm fluid in my ass. He set me down on the desk and sat down on the bed to catch his breath. I was still in a state of euphoria when he said "Felt good to me no matter what you are" I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, turned my head and exhaled it forcefully. I said "Do you have a tooth brush in your room?" He said "It's in my truck, I was on my way to check in when I saw you" I smiled and said "Well this is your lucky day, because you're not going to need that room, but you are going to need to brush your teeth and take a shower if you want to stay in my room." For a big man he moved quickly and was out the door and back in a minute with a small duffel bag. He was peeling off clothes as he walked through my room to the shower. I picked up his clothes and put them in a laundry bag and put them outside the door. The shower seemed to last forever, I don't think it did but it just seemed that way. He brushed his teeth and I had him use some mouthwash I had with me. He looked around and said "Where are my clothes?" I said "There in a bag outside, you won't need any clothes tonight" I motioned to him to sit down on the chair. I walked over, straddled his left leg and sat on it then I leaned down and kissed him, my left hand found it's way to his balls and started to playfully squeeze them, his cock started to get hard so I gave it a couple of strokes. I slipped off his knees and knelt on the floor between his legs. My tongue found his balls and I licked them. Then I took one in my mouth and sucked it, he let out a moan. I sucked the other nut, and he moaned again, and then said "Do it!, God, do it" I licked his monstrous shaft from his ball to the tip of his cock. Then I wrapped my lips around it and took as much as I could into my mouth. I did that over and over again as he started to squirm and moan. As much as I was enjoying this I thought I should get moving, so I started sucking harder and harder, faster and faster, my head bobbing furiously. soon his giant cock started to quiver and while I thought I knew what was happening, I was nevertheless surprised by the torrent of hot salty cum that shot into my mouth. His dick was so thick as well as long that there wasn't a lot of room in there and it came shooting out of the sides of my mouth as well going up and coming out my nose. I was sitting there covered in his cum. He seemed spent so I got up and went into the bathroom. I spent a while in there rinsing my mouth washing my face and fixing my makeup. It had also got on my blouse so I decided to strip down. This time I put some Vaseline in my ass pussy I came out wearing only my breast forms, thigh highs, shoes and jewelry. He was resting on the bed, he looked at me and got right up, I noticed he was erect. I demurely covered my crotch with my left hand, and turned a half turn, stuck my ass out, patted it with my right hand and said "My second hole is feeling empty already, come fill it up!" He walked right up to me maintaining eye contact all the time, grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, pushed me forward so that I wound up bracing myself against the wall with my outstretched arms. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks caressing them, they moved to the inside of my thighs and gently but firmly spread my legs apart. Now I knew full well what was coming next but it still took my breath away when his huge member went straight up my ass pussy. My cock was getting hard, but I dared not release a hand from the wall, his powerful thrusts were enough to push my face right into the wall. I wasn't about to tell him to stop, the pleasure was too wonderful it didn't take him long to cum. He fell back on the bed. As I turned he saw my erection. His eyes grew wide and he said "What are you planning to do?" I laughed and said "You can suck it or maybe I'll fuck your ass" He looked frightened and said "No I'd rather not" I laughed and replied "Don't worry, it's time to relax stud! You just abused my ass, so now you can give it some love while I deal with this." I went into the bathroom and wiped his cum out of my ass, then came out lit a cigarette and knelt over his chest, and lowered my ass on to his face. I took a deep drag and exhaled, I grabbed my cock and started to stroke, I felt his lips kiss my cheeks, his beard rubbed against my soft bottom. My stroking picked up intensity, then I felt his hot tongue enter my ass, now my stroking reached a fever pitch and soon cum was shooting all over his legs. I got up and cleaned off his legs and cleaned up my self. I started to get dressed and he looked disappointed I said "Stud, do you drive this route very often? He said "Every week I am here either Wednesday or Thursday night" I scribbled my email address on a note pad and said "It just so happens I am free, if you are interested drop me a line and let me know which night next week, and I'll have a room at this place" He looked at the email and said "Gwen I am definitely interested, by the way my name is Bob" I smiled and said "Call yourself whatever you want, to me you are just Stud" I gave him a peck on the cheek and left. As I drove off I thought "that was as much fun as I've had in a long time. It may take some time but he'll suck my dick eventually. In the mean time I'll get to play with that monster cock of his" I got an email from Leon saying the DA was not too happy that I would not come forward and testify to the Grand Jury, They threatened to go ahead with Vern's trial. I threatened to give the evidence to Vern's defense attorney. When it was all said and done the charges against Vern were dropped, the reason they gave was that evidence may have been tampered with during the investigation. The story went quiet, Vern moved away, Bob the stud and I became regulars at the motel. Slowly but surely, I gained control of the relationship, and now I get to fuck his ass and he sucks my dick too. Out of the blue, one of the local newspapers broke an investigative report that Jack Delgado had been dismissed from the State Police. The reporter speculated that it had something to do with the evidence in Vern's case. Now the DA went ballistic, he had wanted to indict Jack but had been talked out of it by the head of the State Police. Now he went ahead and charged him with having given perjured testimony to the Grand Jury. The media was thrilled it was an even better story now and they got all the sordid emails pictures and so forth from someone associated with the dating website. Jack was quickly tried and convicted. I don't know why but I felt compelled to go to the courthouse the day of his sentencing. I didn't dare go in but I just hung around outside. It was a chilly but sunny day so I was wearing a trench coat and sun glasses and my Gwen blond wig. I was standing near the street smoking when Leon walked up and said "Gwen, how have you been?" I replied "I am doing well! Good to see you again Leon, I have been busy, but I could always fit you in if you have relaxed your ethical standards" Leon laughed and replied "No my standards are still high and I am happy to see this low life, slime bucket put away" I smiled and replied "I am also happy to see justice is being served" Just then Jack came out of the building escorted by two police officers and was being led to a car that had just pulled up nearby. I look a long drag on my cigarette and exhaled up and to the right. Something about that must have struck a familiar cord with Jack because he stared right at me as they put him in the car. "I blew him a kiss and mouthed" bye" His eyes grew wide, but the door slammed shut and the car pulled away. Leon looked confused and said "I thought you didn't know him" I smiled wryly and said "I never said that, he just didn't know me" I threw my cigarette down and crushed it out with my shoe. I touched Leon's sleeve and said "You know how to contact me if you ever fall off that pedestal" Then I turned quickly and walked down the street. About a month later I typed up a note and sent it to Jack in care of the Department of Corrections. It read as follows; "Dearest Jack Well it wasn't your original plan but you got most of what you wanted. You got divorced from Karen, and you no longer work for the State Police but the State is providing your living expenses, it's sort of like retirement. More importantly you are probably getting to have sex with other men with great regularity which is something I know you wanted very badly. I know it isn't Florida but you don't always get everything you want. I too got what I was looking for and my new mid week boyfriend has a much bigger cock than you and he is very low maintenance. I have grown a lot personally over these last months and now enjoy being a top as much as I used to love being a bottom Oh how silly of me, I just assumed you are playing the male role in there. If you also have switched I would be happy to send you a few basics. I could certainly part with that long wavy red wig you were so fond of. I don't need it now because I'm a blond. Yea that blond! Well bye for now! Kisses J" Naturally it didn't have a return address. As of this writing Leon is still on that pedestal.