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I can't believe what my hand is telling me. I feel it, but I just don't
believe it.
She actually went through with the procedure. My girlfriend actually
went and did it. We talked about our fantasies for weeks, months. And
now here she is: lying on our bed, topless, her face alternating between
kissing me hungrily or that wide smile or that pained arousal I know so
well.
And my hand...I can't even believe I'm...
I should back up a bit to tell you a little about our story. Not about
how we met, or how quickly we connected with each other, or even the
details of our very open, very awesome sex life. (Fuck, but that
hornball would get wet at the sight of me in a towel, and I wouldn't have
it any other way.) It helps that we both travel a bit for work, and
sometimes can't see each other for two weeks.
About two months into our relationship, we started talking about our
inner, private sex life. The thoughts rolling in our head when we fucked,
when we masturbated, when we were with other people. I'm kind of an open
book about sex to people, and she trusts me enough to share her more
outlandish and otherworldly fantasies. It took some coaxing to convince
her at first, but she got the hint after I brought her to a few orgasms
while she opened up her secrets to me.
Her wishes to change ethnicity.
Her wish to shrink and fit in the palm of my hand.
To be double-penetrated by a man with two dicks.
To be tied up, hooded, and whored out for anyone I let into our home.
To become a werecreature and rape another woman in the slivers of autumn
moonlight.
Did I mention that she really enjoyed transformations? Her erotic mind
fascinates me, partially because I'm intrigued by them, and partially
because our medical research has gotten really really good in the past
few generations. It seems that a month can't go by when she sends me a
headline. She painted herself up with orange in a tiger-stripe pattern a
few months back to celebrate that - for the right price - we could have
prosthetic tails grown from stem cell culture. She really lost control
there as I bent her over the couch that night. Every so often, she's
drawn blood with bites and scratches. But for the first time, she
actually had to dress my battle wounds after our animalistic sex.
And then she discovered that gender play was possible. Gott in Himmel,
but she was glued to the monitor browsing through sex change stories
after that news. Neither of us are strangers to same-sex play, and I
can't say that my dalliances were *bad*...but on the whole, women feel
more 'right' to me. And yeah, the idea of being able to experience sex
from a woman's point of view holds some appeal. Mostly because I'm so
fucking curious.
So this is how it went, play by play. Gina greeted me with a deep, deep
kiss as soon as I walked in the door. Not a word escapes her lips before
she sticks her tongue into my mouth. Our schedules had not quite matched
up for nearly three weeks, so of course we're hungry for each other. And
if I remember right, she gets extra horny at the tail end of her period.
So she leans her ample breasts into me as soon as I close the door. I
also know she loves it when I grab her left asscheek, give it a hard
squeeze and spin her around so she falls into my arms. I devour the
crook of her neck, and she coos. I move up to lick behind her right ear.
She purrs and rubs her butt on my rapidly-hardening penis. I take her
thick black hair and force it aside to pay attention to the back of her
neck, and she melts. Her knees buckle, and I follow her down. She curls
up face-down-ass-up, and I stay on top of her as my hardness nestles in
between her clothed cheeks. I see her left hand move underneath her
shirt to cup and pinch a breast.
I whisper-growl into her ear, "Fuck, you're a powder keg tonight." She
presses her ass harder into my cock and mmmmm's. I know her body well
enough to know I could probably make her come in three minutes the first
time with my hand. I'd unclothe her and work her into shallow orgasms
with my cock, and then we'd try to come together in a hour or two. Sure
it's vanilla-like, but even vanilla is good after three weeks of
separation. I try to worm my hand beneath her jeans, but she forcefully
pushes my hand away.
"Are you still red?" I ask. Gina raises her head and shakes it. "No,
just not now. Not yet. Keep touching me up here." Well, who am I to
disrespect her wishes? She'll probably be ready in ten minutes anyway, I
figure. So I pull up her body against mine, pull her shirt over her
head, and give her another deep kiss. I hold her bra-less breasts (she
always wears a bra! Did she take the day off?) and toyed her nipples into
their own erectness. I'm a little surprised I'm not smelling her arousal
by now, but that's okay. Sometimes she splurges on scented pads; I can
understand that. At any rate, Gina is certainly thrusting her bottom into
my hardness, preparing herself to give herself to me, possibly anal.
As I kiss and caress up and down her back and shoulders, she unbuttons my
pants to let my freeballing hardness go free. She unbuttons her pants and
slides them down to her knees. Yeah, she probably wants anal, which
means I likely need to let loose with a little dirty talk to warm her up
further. (Like I said, we know each other sexually pretty well.)
"Do you want my hard cock in your ass, huh? You want me to stuff your
shitcunt? You need me there?"
"Mmm, no," she groans. "I need you somewhere else. I got something for
you while we were apart."
And then she grabs my hand and puts it on the front of her panties.
And I feel something I've never felt on her before. A lump. I'm in
shock.
"What the! Is that a-"
"I thought you knew what I was reading for the past few months." She
wiggles her butt into my crotch again, grinding her hard lump into my
hand. "I know you like a little surprise every now and then."
She did it. She must have taken a trip to find a specialist. She must
have planned this three week delay. She actually went through with it.
My hand is still on her...
"Mmm...now I *really* know how you feel when I hold your hard, aching
cock."
Her...her...
"Please don't let go."
She grew a-
"And fuck my ass like I'm a faggot."
And she slid her panties aside to open her back door to me.
Somehow I'm still hard.
Somehow my body hasn't caught up with my confused brain.
Somehow, I slowly slide into her hungry asshole.
Somehow, my hand hasn't moved away from her...from her...as I'm holding
her...
"And don't let go of my cock."
I don't. I treat her covered hard lump like I'd treat my own. I slide
in, and my palm covers her base. I pull back, and my thumb is on her...
"Uhhhh, that's sooo good."
She has a cock. And her breasts are hanging down. And I'm sliding in and
out of her tight ass. And I'm giving her a reacharound. I don't know
how I got here.
"Oh, I'm your faggot. I'm your faggot. I'm-your-faggot-I'm-your...fuck me
harder!"
(Did I mention we love dirty talk? Because we do.)
I do. I speed up. I don't know how she did it, how she grew this. But
I don't care anymore. The three weeks of separation. The blood rushing
to my heads as she worked me up with her body. The countless times we've
fucked with reckless abandon. This is just another boundary we're
crossing. I've fooled around with a guy back in high school; it's just
been years. I'm just not used to this. I can get used to this.
For the first time ever, I'm fucking a shemale. I'm fucking my shemale
girlfriend. My girlfriend is a shemale now. What a hot bitch she's
being. Her ass isn't any smaller, any more muscular, any less round. I
smack it.
"Oh!"
"So you wanna be my faggot little bitch now, is that it?"
I smack the other cheek.
"Ohhh!"
"You want me to come up your tranny ass, is that it?" I press her cheeks
together for added tightness.
"Mmmm, yeah, come up your tranny bitch! I want your come in my ass! Fuck
me! Fuck me!"
I twist her hair and pull, a little less gently than usual. I've got one
hand in her hair. I've got one hand stroking the shaft of her cock. Her
balls are resting on mine. And she's got a shit-eating grin on her face.
I grin slyly, as one thought worms its way through my lustful haze.
"You know I'm going to come first, Gina."
"Uh-huh," she moans.
"I bet you don't even know how."
"Uh-uh," she moans.
I pick up the pace even further. Her ass might as well be my pussy now.
Fuck, she's tight. Fuck, I might be ready to-
"HRRRRGN! I'm gonna fill up your faggot ass!"
"Oooooooh, I'm-your-faggot-come-in-your-faggot-I'm-your-faggot-come-in-
your-bitch-faggot-fuck-my-fuck-my-"
(Did I mention we love dirty talk? Because we do.)
And for a brief second, my world goes blank white.
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