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Trans-Atlantic love Susanna Says: - There are so many reasons why I love being a transvestite. It's the feeling of dressing up, becoming a girl or a woman. But it isn't only the wearing of the clothes, although that is wonderful, or the lingerie - ladies need I say more! It is also the feeling of becoming you, of putting on the make-up, the Chanel no. 5 and saying this is who I am! There are other things, like hearing an admiring wolf whistle or tasting a man for the first time. There's the feeling of excruciating and yet orgasmic pain as you lose your virginity to a firm yet throbbing phallus thrusting deep within your male vagina. So many things. To me though, there is one thing that seems quite minor set against everything else and yet it makes me feel warm inside. It is when I am out, as a man and I see a woman wearing something that I have and wear when I'm a girl. The other day I saw a young girl wearing the same tights (pantyhose to my American sisters) as I wear and it made me feel good about who Susanna is. Enjoy this story, and love every day that you are the women of your dreams - I do! Lee sat quietly as the plane flew towards New York, not sleeping and yet resting and trying to relax. He was sure that everybody around him in Business knew what he was wearing underneath his trousers, the stewardesses he had convinced himself must know and yet he remained calm. It had been his ex-girlfriend Louise who had gotten him into cross- dressing, convinced him that he had always been a transvestite, her little sissy boy. Looking back on things he realised how clever she had been, gradually feeding the clothes and everything into their sex life; the little dab of perfume on his scrotum, the little splash of lipstick on his lips, the depilatory cream on his legs. All of it had led them both to that defining moment in their engagement, when Louise had purchased for him a complete outfit, complete with sexy black lingerie. He had never realised just who she was until that moment when he had slinked quietly out of the bathroom, fully made up for the first time, wearing the little black dress that she had bought for him, and saw her standing in their bedroom, all leather and PVC with a strap-on dildo that was, in his eyes, huge. All pretence of him wearing the trousers in the relationship vanished in a single thrust of her cock as it penetrated his male vagina; her voice telling him not to cry and to take it like the little girl she knew he was. It had been the defining moment in their relationship, but probably not how she had hoped. Outwardly they presented an image of a happy couple, but behind the closed doors, she dominated every aspect of his life. She washed him, she milked him and she restrained him so that his senses raged against the bars of the cage that she had created. They were together for another two years, and although by the end Louise had acquired a sizeable wardrobe of clothing and accessories for him, Lee was no longer enjoying being her little bitch and so they split. Lee believed that Louise thought that he would revert to being a straight man, but she had opened up his eyes for him and he knew that the transgender world was for him. He had kept all of the clothes, as well as the accessories and embarked on a new life. Lee had invested in some decent accoutrements, some proper cream that stunted the growth of hair, some really expensive breasts, clothes, some wigs and even some vibrators. It was a dual life, where he was Lee at work, with his friends and family. But in the evenings and when he was on holiday, he was Lucy, a 28 year old single woman who had lusty appetites and yet kept to herself. She had joined an on-line cross-dressing community and there she met two or three like minded TVs - always some distance away from home - which she spent time with, became friends with and even became lovers with. She never though allowed anyone to take her; she always had to dominate them. She loved giving blow-jobs, feeling the warm sensations of hot spunk as it ejaculated across her lips and breasts, but she was just uncertain and unsure about letting anyone fuck her in her male vagina. It was through the community that she had first come into contact with Dorothy. She was a trans-sexual, who had moved to New York from London about two years before, but was still a member of the community. The two started an electronic friendship, before it evolved into something more beautiful and loving. They shared photos of each other and described in graphic detail how they would consummate their love for each other and how they had felt and reacted upon seeing their pictures. The first time that Lucy had opened the picture of Dorothy, she had gawped at the image before her. There on a bed lay Dorothy, her white blouse unbuttoned to reveal her firm breasts, the arm of her glasses draped provocatively from her ruby red lips, while the hem of her business skirt was drawn up around her hips revealing her stockings and her erection, pre- ejaculation juices pooling at the tip like a pearl. Then and there Lucy had stroked her erection to a fervent ejaculation, uncaring of the mess that she made within her panties. For the first time she was in love, and not as Lee, but as Lucy! Lucy had read with heightened arousal as Dorothy had explained her reaction to the photos that she had sent, the first ones which were simply of her clothed, taken from her profile on the community site, were a teaser, while the second batch had caused Dorothy to masturbate herself immediately. Lucy was so excited and so aroused at the words in the email that she almost missed the invitation from Dorothy to visit with her in New York for a fortnight. Lucy was so excited and so eager to get out there that she almost sent a gibberish reply in response. A month later, Lee was sitting on a transatlantic flight, in business class, heading towards New York. He knew that he couldn't fly out as Lucy, and what with the new body scanners he wasn't that confident of wearing a full bra and panties set; so instead he had kept it simple, with just a pair of panties and some hold-ups, and even though he was scared that people would know, nobody paid him any attention. The flight, albeit incredibly long and boring, went without incident and soon he was being asked to complete, what seemed like dozens of forms, all to ascertain where he had travelled from and where he would be staying and what was the purpose of his visit - at the Customs desk, he wanted to tell the female customs officer that he was going to stay with the love of his life, while dressed and living as a woman, and as that woman she would be skewered every day and every night be her lover's huge she-male cock, and swallowing all of her hot, warm, sensuous spunk, either through her eager mouth or her male pussy! For speed of getting through customs Lee decided that it was probably best to simply say 'pleasure' in response. Lee walked through the arrivals gates and into a seething mass of faces, a cacophony of noise that almost drowned him. There were hundreds of people and for a minute he was scared that he wouldn't spot Dorothy, wouldn't be able to see her face and he would become lost amongst the sea of faces. Then, almost like magic, the world seemed to move around him, everyone else seemed to speed up, while his eyes were drawn towards the face of Dorothy standing by the side. She stood 5'8" tall, shoulder length blond hair and beautiful blue eyes, with a smile that could light up a room. He breathed in every aspect of her appearance, her dress that seemed to float on the breeze, her cleavage that pushed tantalisingly at the flimsy material, her lips that glistened in aroused expectation, and her eyes that had latched onto him. Lee walked towards her and stopped in front of her as she smiled, "Hello Lucy I'm Dorothy, welcome to New York." They leant towards each other over the tension strap and kissed each other for the first time, in the flesh, the sensations coursing through their flesh, passionate, arousing and explosive. Neither of them minded that both ejaculated there and then in each others arms. They walked hand-in-hand out of the main entrance towards a waiting limousine. Lee went to move past it, but was pulled back by Dorothy, "this is ours, I thought that we would treat ourselves before we got home. Well after you!" Both got into the back of the limousine and once all of Lee's bags had been stored away, they fell into each others arms. Their hands and their lips exploring each others flesh, their passion controlled simply by the presence of the chauffeur, otherwise they both knew that they would have pleasured themselves fully there and then. They arrived at Dorothy's apartment, where they were met by Dorothy's friend Maria. They walked up to the apartment, Lee's hand planted firmly on Dorothy's bottom, revelling in the sensations of the material underneath his hand, the frisson of the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties! They walked into the apartment together, Lee turning to embrace Dorothy, but she stopped him short, "even though I do think that Lee is cute, I want Lucy. So both Maria and I will help you become the woman I am in love with." Between them, Maria and Dorothy, begin to remove the last vestiges of Lee in order to reveal Lucy. After the last wisps of body hair have been removed, Dorothy shapes Lucy's pubic hair into a heart, trimming the hair so that it is flush to the skin. They had known that Lee hadn't been able to bring his favourite breast forms across, due to concerns over the new scanners and so they had purchased for Lucy the best that money could buy. They stuck the breasts to Lucy ensuring that there were no gaps and that they were stuck fast - even if she went dancing they would never fall off. Over the next 40 minutes they ensured that Lucy bore no resemblance to Lee and was as beautiful as possible. Lucy sat wrapped in this feminism, revelling in the sensations that it filled within her, her erection throbbing in aroused expectation. The final pieces of the picture were the lipstick and the false nails, and once they had been finished Lucy was revealed to both Dorothy and Maria. Maria smiled and kissed Lucy full on the mouth and wished them both the best for the evening. While Dorothy walked Maria to the door, Lucy pulled on her lingerie and the hold-ups, before straightening up, flicking her false hair back and to the side. She stands in front of a full length mirror, running her hands smoothly over her body, until Dorothy comes to stand behind her, pulling her body firm into her embrace. Lucy feels Dorothy's erection pressing through her dress, eager to be released. Lucy turns around to face her lover, reaching her hand behind her neck to pull her lips firmly towards her, their tongues fencing for release, their hands running over their flesh, yearning to reveal their bodies beneath the clothing. Dorothy steps back to lift off her dress to reveal her firm transsexual body, her breasts heaving within the material of her corset, her erection standing true and hard, yearning for the touch of her lover. Lucy kneels down on the wooden floor and begins to lick Dorothy's erection, running her tongue up the shaft of the prick, cupping her scrotum within her mouth, her crimson lips pressing firmly upon the flesh before she moves up to swallow the massive purple head of Dorothy's cock. Lucy pushes down the shaft, revelling in the tastes and the sensations as she moves further down the hard erection. She bobs up and down, scraping her front teeth up the shaft as she pulls back from the root, pressing her lips firmly beneath the mushroom cap, squeezing the love from the erection. Lucy scrapes her fingers underneath Dorothy's scrotum, teasing her as she slips her middle finger towards Dorothy's male vagina. It isn't long before Dorothy succumbs to her pleasure and ejaculates hard and firm deep into Lucy's mouth, the sensations as she swallows every last drop of her love juice sending both into paroxysms of lust and arousal. Lucy falls back, releasing the phallus from her lips, its twitching flesh still ejaculating in hot spurts across Lucy's breasts, warm spunk trickling down her cleavage causing her to ejaculate in response. Dorothy pulls Lucy up by the hand and leads her to the bedroom, where she gently pushes her back down onto the bed. She slides between her legs, gently pulling Lucy's panties from her groin to reveal her cock, sopping with spunk. Dorothy leans in to lick the hot seed from around Lucy's groin, she kisses Lucy's raging purple head, running her tongue around the rim of her hot flesh, before she moves up her body, kissing the flesh as she goes, lightly nipping the flesh to heighten the sensations. She reaches the top and places her lips firmly onto Lucy's mouth, the heady aroma of the spunk on both of their lips filling both of their noses. Lucy knew that today was going to be the day that she eroded the memories of Louise and all of that domination and humiliation. She pulls her legs up near to her waist, allowing Dorothy to pull them vertical so that they lay flush against Dorothy's breasts, her ankles on her shoulders, so that her pussy is exposed to the air, to the entreaties of her lover. Dorothy wraps her hands around Lucy's waist before thrusting her erection slowly, but firmly, into Lucy's pussy. Both revel in the sensations as the firm tool pushes itself deep within her body. Pressed close together they throb rhythmically in tandem, their bodies glistening in arousal, in their lustful love for each other. Dorothy slips her cock out to the edge, teasing Lucy, before plunging herself hard and rough into Lucy's pliant flesh. Lucy can feel the sensation of her orgasm as it builds deep within her body, as it roars from her testicles and discharges in a rainbow of heated love. Dorothy watching through blurred vision ejaculates hot, hard and fast deep within Lucy's body, their cries of ecstasy tumbling together in pleasurable joy as they collapse into each others loving arms. Lucy curls up into Dorothy's arms, knowing now that those stories were true. She had experienced her first real orgasm as a woman and she knew that it was every bit as good if not better than those experienced by a woman. She loved the first and she wanted many, many more. They spent the afternoon, exploring their flesh and tasting the delights that each could provide to the other. Dorothy introduced Lucy to the pleasures of the reverse cowgirl, before they curled up, wrapped in each others arms looking at the passing world through the window, simply revelling in each others presence and watching the world pass them by. After a light meal of Caesar salad, they got ready for a night out on the town, sipping a chilled white Zinfandel to start the evening, sharing a joint that infused the room with its sweet heady smell, sending both of them to a heavenly place where their senses were heightened and their sensuality fulfilled every time their flesh brushed against each other. They took a taxi five blocks over once they were both dressed and beautiful to a trans-gender club for a hot night of dancing. Lucy sashaying into the heady aroma wearing a little black backless number that clung to every curve of her hot flesh, while Dorothy simply wore a black and purple corset, coupled with a skimpy pair of hot-pants. Both wore thigh high black boots that simply hugged their flesh and guided everyone's eyes towards their pussies. Lucy stood by the side of the dance floor, waiting for Dorothy to return from the bar with their drinks, when a man in a suit walked up towards her. "Good evening gorgeous, I'm Larry. I haven't seen you around here before. Are you on your own?" Lucy blushed, unsure how to respond, before stammering a response. "Well I'm here with my girlfriend; this is the first time I've been to this club." The man gently stroked his hand up her arm; leaning in towards her, he whispers into her ear "you know I'm starting to find it difficult to hide my erection. Do you know how badly I want to nail you right now, want to slide my cock hard and firm between your pussy lips?" Lucy turns towards him, a nervous smile on her lips as she sees Dorothy standing behind him. Dorothy leans over his shoulder to hand Lucy her drink. "Do you know even though she's my lover and we've been making love all afternoon, even I want to nail her right here and now!" Larry starts in surprise before turning towards Dorothy; even in surprise he stares in lustful appreciation at her appearance. "Look, I'm a really, well what I mean is that I really didn't mean anything. I mean I was only flirting with her, and well you know, I mean she is really hot and all, and my prick is literally bursting at the gates." Both Lucy and Dorothy look down at his crotch and see a sizeable bulge thrusting from within his pants. Dorothy smiles and whispers into Lucy's ear. Lucy starts in surprise, but soon smiles in response. Larry begins to step slightly back, apologising as he goes, before he realises that both Lucy and Dorothy are stroking his erection through his zipper, running their fingers around his ball-sack, gently squeezing the flesh beneath the material. Despite everything, the music and the heat begin to work its magic upon all three and they find themselves in a secluded alcove, heightened senses, arousal building, and tension within their erections palpable. Larry stops as his back hits the curve of the seat and he plumps down onto the sofa, its soft and pliant red leather casting ethereal shadows onto his face. "You know I can see your predicament and I don't think that it is fair to leave you walking around unfulfilled and unsatisfied like that. So my darling, my honey love is going to relieve you of your suffering and help make things better for you." Dorothy leans inwards and un-zips his fly, before pulling down his trousers so that they rested around his ankles. The fact that he was wearing a pair of satin panties, suspenders and stockings, simply heightened the picture for Lucy and Dorothy. Lucy knelt in front of his groin and stroked the pulsating bulge with her fingers, before planting a firm kiss at the base of his phallus. She gently pulled aside the gusset to reveal a firm erection, all 7" in length and a healthy 3" in girth. Despite her reticence, all of a sudden Lucy was starting to look forward to what was about to happen. She leant inwards and ran her tongue up the firm shaft, until she rested her lips on the head, cupping the sensitive flesh with her lips, revelling in the sensations of his circumcised prick as it tickled her lips. Gripping his balls with her right hand and sliding the middle finger of her left hand into his arsehole, she slowly pushes her mouth down his shaft, loving the sensations of his girth as it pushes her lips wider, and wider apart. Her lipstick smearing downs his column of flesh, counterpoint to the red raw arousal of his own groin, reflected in his bulging bollocks. Unable to swallow him whole, she slides her mouth back up the shaft, pressing down hard as she goes, until she reaches the top. She embraces his mushroom cap, running her tongue across the top, tasting the pre-ejaculation juices pooling there like the fountain of youth. The heat pours off his flesh, as he watches her mouth slowly lower itself down his shaft, this time managing to swallow him whole. He can feel her nails squeezing his scrotum, sending sharp spasms of pain throughout his body; all the while her finger teases his arsehole, causing even more arousal, his lust and desire for her reaching a crescendo. He watches as her heaving bosoms strain within the constraints of the dress; he can see the curve of the small of her back, the peaches that are her buttocks and the black leather vagina boots that are simply the final straw for Larry. His head shoots back in ecstasy as he ejaculates hot and hard, uncaring where his cum goes, just that he is lost in a fog of lust and arousal. Lucy presses her mouth firmly down his shaft, readying herself for the deluge that she knows and feels coming. She tenses herself, readies her mouth, but still it catches her slightly by surprise. The hot salty juice shoots firmly into her mouth, its sticky texture coating her tongue as it shoots down her oesophagus. She reflexively swallows, quicker and quicker as his spunk fires out of his throbbing cock into her eager mouth; she never relinquishes her grip over his shaft all throughout the time it took for him to be spent - to Larry it seemed to go on for hours, for Lucy it went too quickly. Dorothy gently pulled Lucy off of Larry's spent prick, smiling to herself as she saw a little pearl of spunk spill out of her mouth. Dorothy leant in and wiped up what was left before kissing Lucy firmly on the lips - she had hoped that there would be some cum left, but to her surprise there was none; Lucy had swallowed it all! "We're going to leave you now, I'm going to take my little love bunny home and we are going to fuck each other senseless all night before falling asleep in each other's arms." Dorothy softly stroked Larry's flaccid penis, before scraping a nail across his sensitive purple head. "If you want something more; something a little more substantial, then be here tomorrow night. We'll come back, take a cab back to mine and then we can spend all of the evening together and you can taste more of my honey's body than you've seen or tasted tonight." Larry unsure that he was hearing right simply nodded and said that he would see them both tomorrow night. Lucy and Dorothy stood up and sashayed away, arms around each other's waists. Lucy turned towards Larry, who was busy tidying himself up. "For tomorrow night, I think that you need to be a little more feminine and less masculine. I want to see those clothes on display, front and centre, not hidden like a dirty secret!" She turns, but not before both of them blow him a kiss. They walk through the club, Dorothy acknowledging her friends, introducing Lucy, hugging them on their way out. While Lucy simply glowed, she had never whored herself to such an extent and in fact had never embraced her femininity so readily. She loved the friends that Dorothy introduced her to; she revelled in the feelings of acceptance and love from all in the club, simply because she was there. She was out and she was among friends, family and was with the woman she loved. She smiled and simply squeezed Dorothy's hand, letting her know how much she loved, trusted and wanted her. Dorothy smiled and kissed her in return. They took a taxi back to Dorothy's apartment and even though their lust and love for each other was fevered they knew that they would have many more nights to satiate their lust and to satisfy their desires and so they pleasured themselves. They kissed their naked flesh, ran their hands along their smooth bodies, stroking their firm erections to ejaculation. It wasn't fevered but it was pleasurable, all the more so because of the love that each bore for the other and for the sensitivity that each lover applied to every touch and every movement of their bodies. Their phalluses slid gently into their mouths, into their male pussies, every stroke of the hardened flesh sending a crescendo of sensations crashing around their bodies until just as the dawn was rising they fell blissfully into each other's arms. They both woke at just before noon, Lucy allowing Dorothy to check her breasts, before lightly running a razor across her legs - even with the cream Lucy used, some stubborn hairs still came through. They dressed, both in floaty summery floral dresses that didn't leave much to the imagination - in the right light! Despite some initial reluctance on Lucy's part, they both went for a walk through Central Park. They walked arm-in-arm, both receiving admiring glances from the men and some envious looks from the women. At the sound of a wolf-whistle both turned and smiled at the offending man, Lucy in an excited state lifted the hem of her dress and showed him a glimpse of her thigh. She had never been so happy and so excited at any moment in her life. After a light salad between them they walked back to Dorothy's apartment, again eliciting one or two whistles and looks of appreciation. At the door to the apartment they found Maria just about to leave a note for them. "You know you were lucky I was just about to leave. Did you forget your cell phone or something?" Dorothy apologised, saying she had left it on the table. As she opened the door, she informed Maria that they had been having such a wonderful time in Central Park that she had forgotten the time. Lucy went to the refrigerator and pulled out the wine, pouring three glasses she walked back into the living area to find that the windows onto the balcony were open and that both Dorothy and Maria were looking at her. They each took the proffered wine. "I thought that I would give you a surprise for your second day, a present if you like. That is why I invited Maria over this afternoon. You see we're going to give you a spit roast, have you ever had one before?" Lucy shook her head; she hadn't although she knew all about them and her stomach tensed in expectation. Dorothy and Maria started to undress, and Lucy unbuttoned her dress before stepping out of it. Lucy stared in surprise as she saw that Maria was also a trans-sexual and she too was similarly well endowed. She felt a slight breeze across her legs, remembering that the windows were open, albeit the apartment wasn't overlooked; this added a frisson to the situation that Lucy hadn't expected. Dorothy held out her hand towards her and pulled her gently towards her body. They embraced, before kissing in loving harmony "just remember I wouldn't do anything to harm you and that I will always love you whatever." Lucy knelt down on the blanket on the floor that Dorothy had placed there, she felt Dorothy gently pull down her panties to reveal her erection pointing hard and firm, all prominent between her feminised buttocks, her plump skin ripe for the plucking. Dorothy gently applied some fruit lube to her male pussy, sliding two fingers deep within before withdrawing. Lucy watched as Maria came closer, her phallus angry and eager, throbbing in expectation. Dorothy gripped Lucy's hips, before through a combination of pushing herself forward and pulling Lucy back she pierced the rose bud lips of Lucy's male cunt, forcing the flesh apart before pressing firmly into her body. Lucy screamed in ecstasy as she felt Dorothy push herself into her, felt her nerve endings catching flame, sending sensations and feelings coursing through her flesh. She could feel the gentle breeze as it blew across her own substantial erection, heightening the sensations and the pleasure, as Maria placed her own erection at the entrance to her mouth. Lucy gently kissed the heated flesh before her, teased her tongue out to taste the aroma that wafted from Maria, her lust and her desire, washing over Lucy in waves. She slowly opened her mouth wider to allow more of Maria's phallus to slide softly into her. She had learnt from the previous night about relaxing and so she had no problems swallowing Maria whole; she pressed her lips hard against the column, tasting the tension within the flesh. She ran her tongue around the foreskin, tasting the juices, loving the taste and the feel of the dick in her mouth. Dorothy reached around Lucy's hips to grab hold of her erection, not wanting to neglect her tool. She matched her rhythm so that when she thrust forwards she would slide her hand up Lucy's shaft and when she withdrew her hand would grip firmly down the shaft. Every now and then Dorothy would dip her fingers into the juices that pooled at the tip of Lucy's cock and sucked them like a hungry woman. Lucy could feel herself beginning to lose herself. Her mouth was filled with a firm dick that like a fruit she knew was just about to burst in ripe expectation, while her male cunt was being pleasured by her lovers equally firm and just as big cock, and her own erection was being stroked to arousal and to ejaculation. Coupled with this the gentle breeze cooled her flesh, reminding her that the windows and blinds were open and that everyone could see and hear what was going on. It didn't matter that the apartment wasn't overlooked; Lucy was still nervous and yet strangely aroused. It was the frisson, the heightened sense of being seen, of fucking in public, coupled with the two huge erections pressing themselves deep into her willing and eager flesh that finally sent her into overdrive. She felt Maria tense, felt the rush of the hot cum as it shot up her phallus before bursting hard and fast into her mouth. She pressed her mouth firmly down onto the shaft so as not to lose any of the precious juice. Her mouth working on reflex, simply swallowed every drop that rushed into her mouth, the sensation as it streamed across her tongue, filling her body with ecstasy. She pulled her mouth to the side for the final fountain, allowing the hot seed to splash onto her face, filling her nostrils with the heady aroma of hot spunk. She ran her tongue around her top lip to capture every last drop of the beautiful fluid. While she was licking her lips, Dorothy ejaculated deep within her male cunt. Lucy felt the erection within her body, it spasmed and throbbed deep within her core, before she felt the warm sensation of hot spunk firing fast and deep into her body. A gentle breeze wafted the sound of the street below across the room, causing Lucy to shiver. She ejaculated there and then, the combination of the thought of a voyeur, a 'peeping tom' watching the three of them as they made love to each other, Maria's dick throbbing in her mouth, Dorothy ejaculating into Lucy's pliant flesh, while masturbating Lucy, simply being too much for her. She ululated in orgasmic pleasure as she abandoned her restraint, she embraced the sensations that ran riot through her body, she acknowledged the emotions and the love she felt for Dorothy and she acknowledged that never again would she see Lee's face in the mirror. She had never been certain, never been sure about her feelings, about her true feelings. Lucy had always thought that she had been playing at being Lucy, that Lucy giving blow jobs and swallowing spunk was just a character, a fa?ade. But now she realised that it wasn't Lucy that was the mask, the actor, it had been Lee. Lucy realised that she was the woman that she had always wanted to be, she was with the lover that she was meant to be with and that irrespective of what went before, she loved the taste of cock. Lucy screamed in pleasure as the orgasm rippled through her body. She knew that she loved the taste of cock in her mouth, the sensations as the firm flesh relinquished its treasure from within, as the hot, salty, sticky juice shot into her mouth. She knew that she loved the feel of cock as it pressed itself into her body, through the rosebud gateway to her male vagina, rippling her eager flesh as it went, forcing the walls of her pussy apart in rampant arousal. She knew that she loved the feeling of cock as she stroked it in her hands to ejaculation across her breasts. The three of them collapsed in a heap, their bodies writhing in pleasure as they stroked and kissed each other. In the end Maria stayed until eight, before leaving, but only after each had experienced a spit roast. Lucy and Dorothy got ready for their evening ahead, first through a quick joint shower and then a little light pasta dish. They dressed for a night out, both wearing figure hugging dresses that embraced their curves in sensual visions of feminine appearance. They had initially intended to re-visit the club, with the purpose of seeing Larry sissified, fucking his pretty girl arse and mouth, but in the end they simply decided not to go, as just the thought of Larry all sissified was enough for them, as they had each other. So instead they went to a small off-Broadway theatre, where a friend of Dorothy's was stage manager. They both enjoyed their night together, loving the sensations of being a young couple out together. Lucy and Dorothy ended up living together, first in the apartment and then out of town in a beautiful house, with white picket fence and a porch swing. Lucy never did go back to being Lee; she went through with the procedure, so that she was a trans-sexual like Dorothy. The hormones softening out her face even more, so that she looked like a true woman, while her breasts were a nice and firm, 36C. She changed her name officially, before both she and Dorothy got married in a quiet church, with maids of honour, bridesmaids, page boys and girls and all of their friends and family. They settled down into happy married life, before having children through a friend who was willing to be a surrogate mother. To their neighbours they were simply the happiest couple on the block - and to many simply the sexiest women around!