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Chapter 7
The scenery flew past, and I couldn't help thinking of anything else than
Tom's rigid cock forcing its way inside my bum. I had to shift in my seat
as my increasingly turgent clit was making it slightly uncomfortable for
me to sit on it. I forced myself to think of something else, but it was
hard. When we took off from the highway, I started feeling uneasy about
the plan ahead. "Tom, I'm not sure I'm going to pull this off," I said.
Tom geared down, and took my petite hand in his. "Don't be silly. You've
proven that you can do this, and when I look at you now there's nothing
that would suggest you're anything but my beautiful and sexy girlfriend,"
Tom said warmly, "Take a look in your purse, and you'll find the $500 I
owe you." I opened the purse, and found a clip of money. "Thanks, but the
weekend isn't over yet," I said. I felt more at ease about my upcoming
performance. "Think of it as a token of how much I trust that this will go
swimmingly," Tom grinned.
The road changed name from Las Palmas Drive to Roble Drive, and Tom eased
off the accelerator before indicating a right hand turn. I held my breath
as a pair of electric gates opened. "This is it," I thought. The grounds
were enclosed by a seven feet wall, and there were a lot of CCTV-cameras
around. The road towards the main house was lined with dogwood trees which
blossomed with white and pink flowers. As we drove nearer I could smell
and hear the Pacific Ocean. The mansion was situated right next to the
sea. It was magnificent, I thought. Nathan and Tom's mother came to meet
us when we parked the car in front of the house. "It's so nice to finally
meet you," Tom's mother said and gave me a big hug. I desperately tried to
recall her name; I wasn't even sure Tom had ever told me. "It's so nice to
meet you as well," I replied. Nathan was standing next to her, looking
very happy to see me.
"Please, Michelle, could I also please say hi to this beautiful lady?"
Nathan asked and gently broke off our embrace. "Michelle!" I thought, good
to know my boyfriend's mother's name. Nathan's greeting was even more
genial, but I felt truly welcome. "Sandro can take your luggage," Nathan
said and a young tanned man in white shorts and shirt moved over to the
car. I was momentarily distracted by his feline movements. "Please come in
and I'll fix you a nice drink," Michelle said and took my hand and led me
inside. The coolness of the hall was striking compared to the heat
outside. "Or perhaps you'd like to freshen up first? You must be tired
after that long drive?" she continued. "I...," I tried, but Michelle
interrupted me: "Of course you would," she turned to a maid standing by a
marble column. "Catalina? Could you show Adriana to their room?" "Yes,
mam," she replied, "This way, miss Adriana." I smiled to Michelle and
obediently followed Catalina up the stairs. Tom and Nathan was talking
amiably and loudly about a football game or something.
Our room had a great view of the ocean, and I walked out on the balcony
feeling the warm pacific breeze along my shaved legs. It was almost
erotic, I thought. I decided to take a shower, and slipped out of my
dress. I stroke a pose in the full figure mirror, and giggled to myself.
It was both strange and natural for me to look like this. I knew it was
only temporary, and I felt a strong need to make the best of it. I was,
after all, living out my innermost fantasies. I heard the click of the
door being shut, and turned around. Catalina had entered silently with a
tray with mixed fruits. I was standing in a light yellow lingerie set made
completely out of chantilly lace. The thong, which I had become so fond of
wearing, had a decorative bow in front and the bra was almost see-through.
"Mr. and Mrs. Strauss hopes you will join her in the pool area," Catalina
said professionally. "Of course," I replied awkwardly. She sat the tray
down at a table and left. I took a good look in the mirror to be sure that
nothing of my manliness could have been spotted, and walked hurriedly to
the en suite bathroom.
I made certain that the door was locked, and proceeded to undress. I was
so embarrassed that my little show had been witnessed by others that I
wanted to dig a hole and stay in it. I stepped into the shower, and
started to lathe my body in soap. The effectiveness of my cleaning came
abruptly to an end when I found out how sensitive my breasts were. I
moaned quietly under the gushing water as I played with my nipples. My
little clit stood to attention immediately, although not as impressive as
Tom's. The incident before, when I was immodestly dressed in front of
Catalina, suddenly aroused me. To think that a stranger saw me in
revealing lingerie was becoming almost too hot to handle. I started
rubbing my clit, and fantasized about being sodomized by Tom. I imagined
his cock entering me from behind, and his strong arms holding me tight
here in the shower while pounding my ass. I bit my lip as I came all over
the wall; I almost lost balance but regained it rather ungracefully. My
legs were slightly trembling as I went to find a towel.
Tom came into the bedroom as I exited the bathroom. "Hi," he said
nonchalantly and picked up a ripe melon from the tray, "they'll be waiting
for us at the main pool." "OK," I replied, and adjusted the towel I had
wrapped around me. I had unconsciously wrapped the towel under my arms so
to cover up my boobs. "Have you decided on what to wear, or do you want me
to pick something out for you?" Tom asked. "Oh," I said a little
absentminded, "No I haven't picked out anything," I said apologetically,
"Was I supposed to?" Tom just smiled, and said, "What about these?" and
held up a white and navy blue striped string bikini. "I'm not wearing a
bikini in public," I said sternly. "Oh, but you are. You see, it would be
very strange if you didn't. Everyone else will be wearing swimwear." I
weighed his words, and after a while I conceded another defeat; "Right." I
said, knowing I was both routed and defeated. Tom tossed me the bikini,
and I went over to my luggage to find another gaff.
The gaff found its way between my cheeks and hid my boy parts effectively.
I let the towel drop to the floor, and stepped into the bikini bottom. It
fitted me very well, I thought. The bottom was tight, but a little too
revealing. It had one of those cheeky backs. "Isn't this a little too
skimpy?" I asked. "No, no," he said, and shook his head, "it's what a
beautiful and sexy girl like you would wear." Is it?" I said sarcastically
while applying sunscreen. "Don't worry, I think you look totally fabulous
in it," Tom said reassuringly. I looked at him disapprovingly, and
hesitantly continued to put on the bikini top. It too showed off a lot of
skin. The idea of wearing next to nothing was very arousing, but at the
same time absolutely terrifying.
Tom changed out of his blue shirt and khaki shorts, and I couldn't help
looking. The state of his manhood was obviously affected by something, as
his cock was filling the briefs quite convincingly. We looked at each
other, and I almost ran over to him, but Tom's whispered "later..." held
me back. Tom pulled on white Armani square cut trunks. We both put on
white cotton robes, and went downstairs. My pulse was on the high side,
and I felt uneasy. Nathan and Michelle was reclining on two chaises
drinking champagne. "Champagne!" I thought, and knew that this would end
with a bang. "Hi there!" Michelle cooed. She was also wearing a bikini,
and was very fit for a woman in her fifties. "Sit down," Nathan said and
patted on a chaise next to him, "and have some of this wonderful Krug!"
I gracefully took off my robe and hung it over the top of the chaise;
fully aware of my nakedness. I accepted eagerly the glass of Krug Nathan
offered, and took a big sip when we toasted for Tom and me. "So tell us a
little about yourself," Michelle said enthusiastically. I told them my
cover story, which in fact was mostly my own life story with one crucial
difference, because in this story I was a girl. The conversation went
along fine; I was both charming and polite. Nathan and Michelle carried
the conversation anyway. Nathan was a big fundraiser for the Republican
Party, and a very conservative Christian. I'm not political, but I didn't
share his reactionary views on morality. The conversation drifted into
challenges Nathan's firm were facing about modernization and
computerization. This was my area of expertise so I gave him a lot of
advice, and he seemed very impressed.
Tom stood up and dived into the pool. It looked very tempting, as I was
getting very hot from lying in the sun. "Come on Adriana!" Tom shouted as
he broke the surface. "It's lovely!" I smiled, and stood up. The champagne
was already having an effect on me, I noticed. I took two steps towards
the pool and dived in. It was wonderful. Nathan swam towards me, and
planted a kiss on my lips. I kissed him back, and started to feel both
warm and funny inside. Was I falling in love? Tom lifted me up and threw
me playfully in water. I squealed in joy. I was certainly having a good
time. We laughed as we got out of the pool, and I adjusted the bikini top
as we went back to the chaises.
"You're getting red, dear," Michelle said after a while. She was right. I
had a rather pale complexion, and the sun was baking. "Oh, I should have
chosen a higher factor," I conceded. "Perhaps we should go inside? I need
to apply some lotion" I suggested to Tom. "Yeah, we could do that," he
replied. I put on my robe on, and noticed that my bikini was already dry.
Tom filled our glasses and gave one to me. "See you later, lovebirds,"
Michelle giggled as we went back to the house. "'Bye," I replied; not
catching the underlying meaning. When I did, seconds later, I became even
redder than I already was. Michelle and Nathan laughed loudly, and I
hurried into the house. So embarrassing!
The embarrassment was soon replaced by lust as Tom tore off my robe and
pinned me against the wall. His tongue invaded my mouth and his hands
explored my body. I tried to remove his robe, but struggled until Tom
helped me. Tom was being very intense, and that aroused my passion
further. My clit was straining against its Lycra prison. Tom turned me
around so I was facing the wall. He kissed my neck, and I moaned loudly
when he gently started to gently bite me. At the same time he pressed his
erect cock against my bum. Tom turned me back, and tore off my bikini top
exposing my breasts. I inhaled sharply when he started licking my nipples.
They were so sensitive. I was so turned on now that I was breathing
heavily. Tom was in charge, and I was being his obedient mistress.
When Tom put his hands on my shoulders forcing me to kneel, I wasn't
hesitating. I put my hands on the waistband of his swimming trunks and
pulled them down. His massive cock was revealed, and I instantly took it
in my mouth. It must be at least 8 inches. Tom moaned as I closed my lips
around the head and started circling my tongue around the purple head of
his manhood. Somehow giving head was turning me on. It was undeniably
naughty, but at the same time it was exiting pleasuring Tom. He obviously
loved it. I started bobbing my head up and down; feeling how his cock was
filling my mouth. The fact that I just few days ago never would have
imagined sucking cock, or even having a cock up my bum, wasn't on my mind.
I was the moment. I wanted to give maximum pleasure, in order to receive
the same from Tom. Tom's moaning increased, and I was anticipating jets of
cum to soon fill my mouth.
Instead he bent down and pulled me up. He once more pinned me against the
wall. His hands were effortlessly removing my bikini bottom, and his
tongue was intertwined with mine. He yanked down my gaff, and my clit
finally was allowed to breath. Tom then grabbed my wrist and threw me on
the bed. I was a little shocked, but became extremely turned on, by his
forceful ways. I was now lying face down on the bed, and saw how Tom was
looking like a wild animal. It was both scary and exiting. He walked
slowly towards me, and I felt like a trapped prey. Tom grabbed my ankles
and in one swift motion he flipped me over. He yanked me towards him, so
my butt was on the edge of the bed. My exposed asshole was now inches away
from his cock. My own was standing erect.
Tom looked me deep in the eyes as he applied KY to his throbbing member. I
shuddered slightly by the shock of the cool and thick jelly when a big
glop landed just below my clit. It began to run down between my cheeks,
and Tom used one hand to raise my left leg and the other to spread the
lubricant over my entrance. I raised my right leg to fully expose my pert
bottom to him. When a finger entered me, I gasped. One finger was quickly
joined by another. "I want you to fuck me!" I pleaded. Tom removed his
fingers and moved in closer. He navigated his cock towards my willing
asshole. "I want you so bad! I want you inside of me!" I continued. Tom
silently pressed the head against the opening, and it seemed impossibly
large. He applied more pressure, and I tried to relax as much as possible.
My sphincter gave way with an audible pop. "Oh yes!" I squealed although
it was quite painful. I just wanted him inside me again - to experience
the delight of anal sex he had taught me to enjoy. I focused on relaxing
more and it the process bit my lower lip. Tom slowly pushed his cock in my
butt, in short jabs. I moaned mutely, like Japanese porn stars, as his
cock inch by inch forced itself inside me. When it was completely
immersed, Tom withdrew slowly and then pushed it back in. The delightful
feeling from this morning and the day before came rushing back. I moaned
more loudly now. Tom increased the tempo, and the sound of his balls
hitting my ass for each delightful thrust was making an almost hypnotic
rhythm. I bit my lower lip, and felt how close I was to coming. My smooth
legs rested on Tom's shoulders, and Tom's muscular, near Adonis-like body,
was having its way with me.
I knew if I started to rub my clit, I would come in an instance, so I
rather chose to enjoy myself as long as possible. Tom was glistening of
sweat, and I couldn't help squeal for each thrust. I was quite loud, but I
didn't care. Suddenly there was pressure deep inside me, and I knew I was
coming. I hadn't even touched myself, but slowly a gigantic orgasm rolled
through my body. The spasms made me moan loudly. I couldn't help it. I
covered myself in semen. All the while, Tom continued his anal assault.
Before I could recover from the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced
Tom quickly increased the tempo. He was close, and his grunting became
louder. "Fuck me!", I said, "Fuck me with your huge cock!" He was grunting
even louder. "Oh god, it feels so good!" I cried and squirmed underneath
him. "I want you to come on my face!" I said; suddenly aware of perhaps
taking the dirty talk to far. Tom withdrew abruptly, and pulled me towards
the floor. My face was now facing his huge throbbing member. He grabbed
it, and in two short tugs he came with a roar. My face was instantly
sprayed by a stream of jizz. I opened my mouth in shock, and it that way I
caught quite a lot. I felt vividly the force of each ejaculation, as it
covered my face.
Tom grunted as he milked his cock of sperm onto my face and tits. "You're
fucking fantastic," Tom said and took a step back, "just fucking
fantastic." I smiled and licked sperm off my face. "I'm gonna take a
shower, babe," Tom said and left. I watched him as he walked to the
bathroom. I was a little shocked about how attractive I found him. The way
his body turned me on and how I loved his cock. I wasn't denying my
sexuality anymore, although I thought of this as merely temporary. After
this weekend I would become Adrian again, and that felt ok. Now, though, I
was sitting on the floor with sticky cum on my face and tits, and I felt a
little used. I felt like a slut, but I liked it.
After a refreshing shower I dressed in a strapless short black cocktail
dress. I wasn't wearing a bra, but only a black lacy thong. I felt very
sexy, and was still blushing after being thoroughly fucked. I was quite
nervous about someone hearing us, but hoped that the sheer size of the
mansion would diminish the chances of us being heard. But I was wrong. "I
hope you two lovebirds managed to relax a little," Michelle giggled
knowingly. How embarrassing! I thought I would die of shame. "Michelle and
I managed to relax a little ourselves as a matter of fact," Nathan
announced proudly. "Nathan!" Michelle barked angrily. "Dad!" Tom said
disgustedly, but Nathan laughed it off. I smiled. That took the worst of
the embarrassment out of the situation, and I tried to cheer up a little.
The conversation around the table was very pleasant, although Tom excused
himself and left after the first main course. I supposed he would return
shortly, but forgot all about him as I explained to a very interested
Nathan about the latest development in cybernetic programming. I got the
impression that he wanted to hire me then and there, but he said nothing.
Michelle was pretending to be interested, and made some comments that
weren't way off topic. When we reached dessert, and Tom hadn't yet come
back, Nathan said, "Perhaps I should go check on him?" "I'll go with you,"
I replied. I followed him up the stairs to our room. In hindsight, I would
have known the sounds, but I didn't quite understand. Nathan knocked on
the door, and opened it.
I will never forget what I saw. Tom was naked, expect for his shirt, and
he was pounding away at Sandro's ass with his eyes closed. A wild eyed
Sandro tried to break free from his grasp when he saw us. "What the fuck
are you doing?" Nathan bellowed. Tom stopped instantly and let Sandro go.
He opened his mouth, but was unable to speak. A naked Sandro scuttled
between us. Nathan let him pass; his rage was directed solely at Tom. What
follow next is more blurry. I remember I started to cry. I hadn't
understood how my feelings for Tom had developed, and that I actually had
fallen in love with him. Now I felt deeply hurt and betrayed. After a
lengthy argument, Tom was told to leave and never come back. Nathan
removed Tom from his will and refused to have anything to do with him.
Michelle cried, and I cried. I was too distressed to come to Tom's aid,
but perhaps I was too hurt to even try. Tom left, and I stayed with the
Harpers.
As I write this now, I sit in my new office in Harper Pharmaceuticals. I'm
helping Nathan turn his business up-to-date. I have a six figure salary, a
nice apartment and a red Alfa Romeo. I'm still Adriana Wilcox, but I have
made the some permanent changes to my body. I'm a woman in all matters
now, except for my little clit. I really can't remove it. I have a new
boyfriend. Well, actually a fianc? as Mike proposed to me a week ago. He
is well aware of my disposition, but he loves me nonetheless. Tom is
living comfortably in Florida on my expense. His father's reaction wasn't
right, even though Tom was an asshole, and I felt an obligation to help
him. He helped bring about the transformation I now can't imagine living
without. I love being a woman, I love being treated as a woman and I love
being loved as a woman. Now I just look forward to what the future will
bring.
Yours
Adriana W.
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