Tai's Story Chapter One free porn video

So there I was standing staring open mouthed at my wife as she stood in our bedroom doorway looking equally as stunned as me. Why? Well because I was standing there dressed in her underwear. I could see the absolute horror on her face. She looked like she was going to faint. She bumped against the doorframe as she reeled and staggered out towards the kitchen. I ripped off her lingerie and pulled on my shorts and T-shirt and ran stumbling after her. I found her leaning back against the breakfast bar staring into space. I was stuck, I could see the hurt and pain etched deeply into her face, she was in total shock. What could I say? "I am sorry love." She turned slowly and I could see the tears forming in her eyes, "Tai what was that all about? Why were you wearing my clothes?" How did it come to this? From a very early age I was always a bit of a misfit. I grew up in foster homes after my mother was hospitalised for alcoholism and later drug addiction. I did live with my grandmother for a while but she was too old to take care of me so I started being handed from family to family in the foster system. Even as a kid I wasn't a big guy. So whatever I did I had to try harder, run faster, punch harder. I always pushed the boundaries. When I played rugby because of my size I played halfback which was perfect. But I played more like a loose forward, always in the thick of the play buried under a mass of bodies. If there was a fight I was the first one there throwing punches with the best of them. When I was with my mates swimming down at the local river and someone suggested we jump off the bridge, everyone else was to scared but me, I just jumped I didn't care. When I was riding my motorcycle I had to be the fastest. I never backed off when out riding with my mates. The throttle was always on the stopper and nothing less than flat out was good enough for me. If somebody managed to get in front of me I just went harder, never scared to overtake on the outside I pushed everything to the limit. I remember being out with some mates. We had been to a party and were heading home my car full of laughing singing drunks. As we approached a railway level crossing the lights flashed indicating a train was coming. I could see the headlights steaming towards the crossing. I laughed and accelerated. All the other guys were suddenly quiet. I am sure they had their eyes closed as we slipped across the railway lines with the train roaring past behind us with its horn bellowing. Strangely they didn't want to go anywhere with me after that. It was like I always had to prove something. I had to prove to them I was tougher, that I was the fastest. I ran with a wild bunch and we were always in trouble with the law. It was never anything serious just stupid juvenile trouble making, fighting and drinking. I chased girls with the best of them and I nailed my fair share. When I look back on this period of my life I realise all of the fighting and macho behaviour was me trying to cover up my deep feelings of insecurity. I had these deep seated emotions that were tearing me apart from the inside. The inner turmoil just extrapolated into violence. Why? God I don't know I just felt so hollow and empty all the time. Something was missing from my life I just didn't know what. I knew something wasn't right I knew it I just couldn't figure it out, but like every guy I just tried harder. Only sissies cry......... All that came to an abrupt end when I discovered that Lucinda Barret was interested in me. I found out through one of my mates girlfriends. Lucinda was the hottest girl in town. She was the girl every red blooded male in town dreamed about at night. I reckon every guy in town fucked her at night in their dreams. I don't know how she could walk straight. She was way out of my league.... Way out. I had never considered her as anything more than a fantasy. The Barret's were white and from the expensive end of town. Her father was the president of the rugby club. He was Head of the volunteer fire brigade and a member of rotary. In short he was really well respected and a community leader. Me I was nothing more than the young Maori larrikin trying to date his daughter. The poor bastard it was his worst nightmare exploding right before his very eyes. I think it was fair to say at the time he hated me. Away from her friends and family Lucinda was a not quite so respectable. She was a little cock tease. She had set her sights she was locked and loaded and I was her target. Once I realised she was chasing me I played things a bit cool and made her wait for it. When it happened it was the end for me. She had my heart. Every single one of my mates was jealous. Lucinda was a babe. Everywhere we went guys stared enviously at her. I am sure that every single one of my mates wanted to bang her and would have hit on her except for my reputation for violence. When we announced our engagement her parents were far from ecstatic. I think her father was going to have a fit. I was not what they wanted or expected for their daughter. There was not one single thing I could say or do to convince them otherwise. Once I made the decision that I wanted her in my life I knew I was going to have to change my ways. So I did, I kept my nose clean I got a proper job, and I stopped running around with my drunken mates. With hard work and endeavour eventually I won them over. At work I put my head down and my arse up and I worked harder than I ever had in my life. I worked at a local pulp and paper mill as a process worker and it was hard physical work. I never turned down chances of overtime or opportunities I never took sick days I was always early and stayed later than required. That hard work paid dividends and I was offered an adult apprenticeship as an electrician. That was just the impetus I needed, I had a foot in the door. Luce and I were in love and she was behind me 100%. We were married soon after and I set about doing everything in my power to give Luce everything she could ever want. We brought a house and a new car. We were barely moved into our new house when she fell pregnant. The bad news was she had to give up work. That meant longer hours for me, but I took it in my stride and never shirked I faced up to my responsibilities. The arrival of our first born was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I helped with the birth cutting the umbilical cord and holding Luce's hand as our baby girl Talia was passed over to us. It was such an amazing humbling experience that we decided our cute little baby girl needed a playmate. Our second child Tane arrived soon after. Following their arrival the sense of being a father weighed me down even more. I wanted my children to have everything. I worked hard trying to live up to what I saw as the expectations of being a father. My whole life seemed to be a battle to prove I was the man. It was a strange period, the harder I tried the more difficult it became. Inside I was swirling vortex of emotions. I wanted to be like Luce's Dad. I wanted to be the man. My problem is that deep down inside I never quite felt that way. Even when I was young I had never been comfortable in my skin. I always felt inadequate, that I was never quite measuring up. I had this inner conflict and it drove my unease and feelings of inadequacy and perhaps even resentment. It was that discomfort which fuelled my desire to push every boundary. By the time we had been married twelve years and I was coming up to my thirty fifth birthday the feelings of unease were getting harder to push back into the shadows. The feelings that I had been pushing down were beginning to surface on a more regular basis. It wasn't an overnight thing it was gradual and imperceptible at first but as time drifted by I noticed that I was changing. Our sex life although satisfying wasn't stellar. Since the birth of the kids it had gradually diminished. Yes I know it's part of being in a relationship but I missed having regular sex. We had lost the earth moving explosive spontaneous bits of our sex life. I was sure that Luce probably felt the same but I could not find a way to talk to her about it. She was so ensconced in her role as mother she seemed happy. I had always had a vivid imagination and when I was younger I had pretty wild fantasies and now with our almost non-existent sex life they came flooding back and I wanted more sexually than Luce was prepared to give. The few times I suggested anything kinky Luce got upset and called me a pervert. She definitely wasn't going down that road. I wanted to try some of these things but Luce on the other hand was buried in being a mum. She spent a lot of time with her family who loved their Grandchildren. Luce loved the fact that her parents had finally accepted me and wanted to be so involved with our lives. Our sex life was sinking drowning in a murky swamp of kids work and family commitments. I pushed back and started to stop going to some family stuff. Idle hands as they say find mischief. When I found time to be alone I found that watching porn on the net was my go to, my saving grace if you like. Masturbation sitting in front of the computer filled the sexual void left by our failing sex life. As I watched ever increasing amounts of porn I stumbled unconsciously upon transsexuals and crossdressers. From then on whenever I got the chance I gravitated more towards those sites and I started to imagine that it was me in those videos. When I watched I got the urge and I can't explain why but I started wearing Luce's panties as I masturbated. It was thrilling and exciting and for a while it was all I needed. After a while it wasn't enough, I wanted more. I started wearing her pantyhose. I loved the feel of the nylon hose wrapped around my cock as I stroked myself. God the feeling of the nylon stretched tightly around my cock was just so dirty and made me feel so fucking horny. I especially loved it as my spunk oozed out through the hose. No matter how often I managed to get by myself it was never enough, I couldn't wait for her to take the kids to her folks place. The moment they were gone I dived into her wardrobe. I loved her lingerie best, nighties and bras. I loved it. I started watching video clips about dressing including makeup and dress styles. Before long every chance I got I was wearing her clothes. The moment I pulled on one of her petticoats or dresses I was immediately at peace with myself and I was happy. The world seemed to slow down to my pace and for that brief moment in time all was well with the world. So that's how I got caught. I wasn't expecting Luce home for a couple of hours. The kids were at her parents and she was supposed to be shopping with her friends. I would like to say it was a pivotal moment and Luce was excited and supportive. The truth however was far different. As we stood facing each other in the kitchen she started to scream. Not your usual husband and wife fight. She exploded screaming at me like a deranged banshee spittle flying as she screeched wildly at me. The look on her face was nothing less than pure hatred and worst of all there was disgust and maybe even revulsion. She shrieked. "You're a fucking pervert, a fucking homo and a queer." She kicked me out there and then. She screamed at me as I walked out towards my car. "Just get the fuck out you dirty little cunt, just fuck off and never come back." I tried to talk to her to explain but she wasn't listening she just wanted to tell the world and vent. I picked up some gear and drove away. I found a motor camp and booked a room. It took me a couple of days to gather the courage to go home. Luce was at least calm and we sat down and I tried to explain that I had always had this bubbling away inside me. But lately I was struggling and could no longer hold it back. "Tai should I be worried? Have you been having sex with men? Are you fucking gay?" I breathed deeply. "No Luce I am not gay. I just like dressing up in woman's clothes. I know it sounds ridiculous and you won't believe me. Shit I barely believe it myself but it is just a release." She shook her head wildly. "I don't believe you Tai. Why would you dress in women's clothes if you didn't want to attract men? I would prefer you to be honest with me." "Luce you have to believe me I am being honest. I am not gay. I have never so much as looked at another guy." She cried and sobbed she was broken and nothing I said could ease that pain. We agreed to try and make it work and for a few weeks we did but as the days drifted by Luce became more and more distant. She became diffident and isolated from me. We didn't have sex that's for sure. There was no way she was letting me put my cock back in her, inside I am sure she thought I had been fucking guys. Apart from the no sex rule she never left me alone. She was with me every single moment, well physically at least but I think mentally, she had switched off and was somewhere else entirely. I am sure the only reason she stayed close to me was to make sure I wasn't dressing in her clothes. We tried but it wasn't working and the harder I tried the worse it got. It had to happen I could see it coming like a slow motion movie scene with a huge steam roller trundling ever so slowly towards me. It was inevitable really and it came to a head as you would expect and she kicked me out for good. Luce was adamant. "You can't stay here I don't want the kids to know, or see you like that. I mean what if the kids had walked in and found you that day? What would they think? The other thing is I am not sure I can face living like that either." She couldn't hold my gaze. "I am sorry Tai but as much as I love you I can't live like this. It's just not healthy." So I packed up my belongings and moved out. It was hard. It was like my heart had been ripped out. I could have happily walked under a bus. It would have been less painful. For days I did nothing but cry, I didn't want to I wanted to be strong, I had always tried to be the rock, the anchor. Here I was curled up on my bed crying like a fucking baby. I felt worse as Luce had also stopped me from seeing the kids. The few times she did let me it was only with her supervising. It made me feel like shit we argued and fought bitterly. It all came flooding to the surface and I exploded. "Fuck Luce I am not a fucking pervert or sex criminal." "Fuck you Tai you piece of shit you are a fucking queer pervert. Fuck you wear my fucking clothes for god's sake. Fuck knows what other perverted shit you get up to. You are never seeing the children by yourself." The vitriol, the look on her face the loathing and disgust. It hurt, it hurt a lot. I stumbled away from that fight with my head spinning and hating myself more than I ever had. She was right I am a fucking sicko. Fuck men don't wear women's clothes. I am a pervert. When I got back to my unit I curled up in a ball and cried. Of course she was right. I decided there and then to put it all behind me and never do it again. After that fight she went public with it. She told her parents about my crossdressing and of course word got around and I became a laughing stock. This is a small country town this sort of behaviour is not acceptable. All of my friends abandoned me well all except one that is. Pete and I had been friends since school. We had grown up together, we were in the same classes, and we played for the same rugby team. He was my best mate. Everyone else though avoided me like the plague. I was ostracised by the whole community ridiculed and mocked wherever I went. People openly laughed at and taunted me. I couldn't even go to the pub because it always ended in a fight. I decided the only thing to do was move. I moved to Wellington found a small flat and set about trying to figure out what was happening with me. I desperately wanted to get Luce and the kids back. I wanted my family back but she wouldn't have it. I hired a solicitor to try and gain some visitation rights, but it was expensive and my new job didn't pay as much as I used to get. I was still paying the mortgage and giving Luce enough money to live on. That didn't leave much for extras such as a solicitor. So after several months of trying I gave up. I begged and pleaded with Luce but in the end she wouldn't even talk to me. Every time I called her she hung up or I had to talk to her father. She filed for divorce after I tried to get child visitation rights. She said it was to protect the children but I felt it was just to make it final. Her parents were dead against me and were driving her to have nothing more to do with me. My own family were long since passed away so at least I was saved that ignominy. The only surviving member of my family was my older brother who I hadn't seen in over fifteen years. I didn't even know where he lived. While we battled I put aside my desires and tried to bury them so I could try to win back my life. Once I realised that that ship had sailed it at least made decisions on my future easy. My life as I knew it was over. My only avenue of contact with my children was letters. I wrote to them every day and slowly they started to write back. Luce obviously vetted them before she passed them on but at least I could stay in touch with them. I never was allowed to speak to them, or see them but at least they knew I cared and that it wasn't my doing that I wasn't visiting them. Living alone made it hard. I came home to an empty flat after work and I had no friends or even anyone to talk to. I ended up watching porn, tranny porn of course and before long the urges returned with a vengeance. I fought to control them but it was hopeless. In my mind I rationalised it. Who cares? Its only me now" So at first it was just the panties but that grew to include pantyhose and before you know it I had a wardrobe full of clothes and lingerie and I was dressing every night. Now with no fear of being found out I went further. First it was the lipstick.. Oh god that felt heavenly the smooth velvety texture and the feel of my tongue sliding over it was pure sensuality. The taste and smell. That was it I was addicted. The lipstick grew into full on make overs and I spent hours getting it just right. At night while I was dressed it was fabulous and fun but the next day I always woke with horrible self-hatred and loathing. I couldn't understand the urges and I couldn't control them. The harder I tried to resist the deeper I fell. I decided I needed help or I was afraid I was going to harm myself. I found a psychologist and started having sessions to help me understand. My psychologist Cynthia worked at building my self-esteem and confidence she saw that as the root of my problems. When we talked about my history she recognised that all my super macho behaviour was just me over compensating because I didn't feel confident in my skin. We talked about my crossdressing and she came to life when we discussed it. She encouraged me to experiment. Her opinion was I needed to find out if that desire to cross-dress was real or just a manifestation of my low self-esteem as a man. If that was really what I wanted then she could help. First I had to decide whether that is what I wanted or if it was just something I was blaming for my low self- esteem issues. With her help I realised that I wasn't the only one, there were millions of people living worldwide who felt the same way. It wasn't deviant or disgusting it was just different. At least I lost the urge to self harm. I started to spend more and more time dressed. I was still too scared to go out in public. There was still a feeling of guilt and embarrassment I guess I wasn't fully committed to this journey. I was just dipping my toes in the water. Within a couple of months Pete called me. "Mate I have some bad news. Luce is seeing Greg. He is bragging to everyone that he is shagging her. I am sorry to be the one to tell you mate but I thought you needed to know." "Thanks Pete I appreciate your honesty. Thanks mate." I should have known he would be trying to get in her pants. The slimy little fuck had always had his eye on Luce. He was supposed to be a mate. But after the gossip broke he was one of the worst offenders he openly mocked and made fun of me. One night in the pub after he built up the courage driven from to many beers he glared derisively at me. "Tai you are nothing but a fucking gay little sissy. If you want to be a fucking woman why don't you bend over and we will all fuck you." The room burst into laughter. Well that's when the fight started. Everyone else backed away and it was just me and Greg. I saw it straight away his face was tight filled with fear, in that moment he realised he had bitten off more than he could chew. There was no more talk, no name calling or pushing and prodding, I flew into him and I busted him up pretty bad. No one tried to stop the fight. I guess they were all hoping I would get my just deserts, but I beat him to a pulp. Maybe I dressed like a woman but I didn't fight like one. Eventually when the rest of the crowd realised what was happening they pulled me off him and the publican pushed me out the door with a threat to never return. So now he was screwing my wife, and I heard through the grapevine that he was spending nights there. That pissed me off and when I rang Luce to talk about it she blurted out. "What do you expect? I have needs and I wanted a real man, I want someone who will treat me like a real woman rather than try to be one." Her words were meant to hurt and they did. I worried about the effect him hanging around would have on the kids, they were at an impressionable age. I couldn't talk to her about it. In the end I thought fuck it If she wanted that prick then good fucking luck to her. He was a slime ball and I knew he wouldn't look after her but what could I do. Our split really became acrimonious after that. I decided to stop paying the whole mortgage. I paid half. I paid my court ordered child support which was a lot less than I had been paying. That led to another huge fight. Luce accused me off abandoning her. I retaliated that if she wanted to fuck other guys I couldn't stop her but I wasn't going to pay for it. If Greg liked her so much he could help out he was basically living there anyway. Round about that time I met an old friend who suggested I move to Australia. He could get me a job on one of the remote mine sites. The money sounded great and I thought maybe distance would be a good thing. So that's what happened I moved to Melbourne and got a job working shift work at a mine site up in the middle of nowhere The shift work meant I travelled to site and worked for two weeks and then had two weeks off. I found a great apartment in the middle of Melbourne and on my days off I spent all my time dressing up and perfecting my female persona and look. The more time I spent playing with it the better I got and it and the more I liked it and what's more it was starting to work. I still identified as a man when I was at work. I was part of the gang and I slipped into my old macho habits. Dirty jokes and joking about queers and gays. It's all part of the male ethos. To be a strong male you have to put down anything that differs from the prescribed path. There are no grey areas here the rules are black and white. That changed for me, on one trip I met and got talking to one of the cleaning ladies Eveline. She was an attractive and sexy woman of Tongan decent. She was tall for a woman and very buxom. She was very sexy in a weird way, but there was something about her that just didn't sit right. I did some digging around and found out from some of the guys that she was transgender. In fact it was well known. One of my mates laughed. "Be careful Tai or you will end up with a mouthful that you weren't expecting." I stayed away for a while but every night I watched her strolling into the wet mess. She walked with a sexy sway of her very full arse. I noticed as well that I wasn't the only one. A lot of the guys who made fun of her behind her back were staring just like me. In fact I saw some of them leave with her. It pissed me off that they would say mean things behind her back but were only too happy to take her back to their room. One night in the bar I sat with her as we did occasionally and over time we really connected. We kept it casual just the sort of stuff most people talk about. We talked about work, sports and then relationships. We always had a few drinks and as I spent more time with her I realised I liked her. She was nice and I enjoyed her company and the conversation was great. One night we ended up back in my room I had stashed away a few bottles for just such an occasion. Drinking on site was restricted to just four serves per person per day. A mine site made up mostly of men can be a wild environment so alcohol restrictions were a necessity. That's the reason I had my own little stash. As we drank and chatted the atmosphere went quiet and it became heavy. I lifted my hand and placed it behind her head and pulled her towards me into a deep sensuous kiss. Shit it had been more than a year since I had sex and I was feeling it. The kiss was sensational. Her Tongan descent meant she had these beautiful big almond eyes and sexy full lips that felt like heaven. Her tongue slid easily into my mouth and our tongues danced and wrestled. It was hot and passionate and my cock was straining against my shorts. I ran my hand up and cupped her breasts caressing and tweaking her nipples. God her tits felt glorious, they were full and everything I wanted. I was filled with envy. As we made out she stopped me. "Tai I have to tell you something baby". I chuckled. "Don't worry I already know". "You don't care." She breathed. "Baby it excites me thinking about it, can't you tell". "She giggled yeah I can tell." Her mouth fell back on mine and we kissed with the fiery intensity of a desert sunrise. I ripped off her top exposing her sumptuous overflowing breasts. They were big and bouncy and the nipples stuck out like peanuts. I dived on them sucking them into my mouth, my hands mauling and rubbing her flesh. "Oh fuck Tai baby that feels so good." Her hands were busy as well rubbing up and down the front of my pants. She giggled girlishly. "Wow you really don't care do you." She unzipped my jeans and pulled out my raging hard on, her hands stroking and caressing it, her hand gripped me tightly like a python squeezing the life out of its prey. I had reached the crossroads and it was now or never. I lowered my hand down her tummy until my hand was rubbing up her leg. She was wearing jeans as well so my first touch of another man's penis was filtered by the thick denim. She wasn't hard and throbbing as I expected. She was soft and flaccid. I worked harder thinking she didn't like it. I rubbed and squeezed and massaged the way I like mine to be played with. Eventually I managed to coax some life into her. It was a bit daunting. She pushed aside my hands and dived down herself sucking my turgid dick deep into her mouth. I moaned loudly. "Oh fuck." As those beautiful big juicy lips sucked and licked my cock. She bobbed up and down and all I could do was lay back and moan. I wasn't going to last long as I gripped a handful of her hair. "Fuck Evie I am going to cum baby, fuck if you don't stop I am going to cum." She seemed to take that as an incentive and sucked harder and harder drawing my cock deep into her mouth until my balls convulsed wickedly and I pumped a years' worth of frustration into her sucking mouth. I collapsed back on the bed spent. Evie clambered up my limp body and kissed me. I got the first taste of what semen tastes like. She swirled her tongue around my mouth spitting as much of the sticky goo as she could into my mouth. It wasn't horrible but it wasn't great either. I don't know what I was expecting but it was salty and gluggy. Evie snuggled up beside me and her lips nestled against my skin nibbling and kissing my nipples. I knew it wasn't fair to just leave her. I was feeling totally sated and could have quite easily drifted off to sleep but that wouldn't be fair. I reached down and unzipped her jeans pulling her flaccid penis out. "Doesn't this excite you Evie?" She hugged me. "Baby with the amount of hormones I am taking it takes a fair bit to get me hard." I took that as a bit of a challenge and stroked and rubbed and massaged until I could feel her thicken and grow in my hand. I knew what I had to do. I lowered my head until the tip of her cock was rubbing across my lips. I kissed and licked the tip while I stroked the shaft. It was working she was getting harder but it was hard work. Her moans of pleasure egged me on. I opened my mouth and sucked her in deeply bobbing my head up and down sucking her as hard as I could. Unlike me it took ages and ages before she was ready to cum and when she moaned loudly that she was going to I pulled my mouth off her and stroked her to orgasm. That was a bit of a light bulb moment for me. I had been questioning what I wanted to do. Where my life was going and I realised I wasn't as gay as I thought I was. I actually felt a little disgusted with myself. Evie and I became quite close after that we spent a lot of time together. It drew a lot of attention from the other guys. They all mocked me and there was plenty of ribbing about being a cocksucker. Some of it got quite unpleasant. I didn't care Evie was nice and I liked her. We never went back to making love together but we became really close friends. We spent a lot of time in my room just playing cards listening to music or just talking. I opened up to her about my own desires and my dressing. Evie and I became fast friends as she Lived in Melbourne as well and even on days off back in the city we caught up for lunch and went out a few times. Nothing sexual, she was just a mate. After one trip away and I was back in Melbourne I started to consider my future. I loved dressing up I loved everything about it. I happily spent hours at the makeup table perfecting my look. I was quite proud of my feminine look. I was sure I could pass in public as a woman I was sure of it I just didn't have the courage to try. Evie tried many times to get me to go out with her dressed but I couldn't do it. When I looked in the mirror I did see a woman looking back at me. Maybe I wasn't a raging beauty but at least I was a mildly attractive woman. I needed more advice. I watched millions of hours of YouTube clips and interviews about feminising my face. I was lonely though. There was no hiding from the fact I missed having someone in my life, it was the one thing missing from my life, a partner. After my experience with Evie I knew that what I wanted was a woman. But I wanted a woman who would understand and accept me for who I am. It was Evie who introduced me to online dating and she showed me this site that she used. It had a section for shall we say alternate lifestyles. So I took a photo and she helped me develop a profile. I got several responses straight way and as I started to go through them I was excited. There were a couple of women who looked intriguing and they were OK with the fact I liked to dress. I chose Alexandra, her photo showed a beautiful woman, a little older than me but very sexy. Our messages at first were just friendly but as she got to feel like she could trust me the intensity grew and the messages became pretty risqu?. We were both comfortable with where we were and decided to meet face to face. We arranged to meet at a little bar not far from home. I got dressed up in my best clothes (male). I thought I looked quite dapper. I arrived early and found the reserved table. I sat waiting with baited breath. Eventually she walked in. She was tall and elegant just as I had pictured she would be. She was wearing a very chic little black cocktail dress. With thin spaghetti straps that exposed a lot of flesh. Her figure was slim with small but very pert breasts. Her legs were long and shapely, it looked like she cycled or ran. Her face was very pretty with fine European features. A long nose but it didn't look out of place it was offset by her high defined cheekbones. A classic beauty you might say. I stood to meet her and she held out her hand which I kissed. She leaned in and gave me a peck on the cheek without saying anything. Then as she stared across at me she muttered. "Well Tai I must say I am a little disappointed." Ouch that hurt, I thought I looked OK. "Sorry Alexandra, I am not sure what to say now?" She paused and then sighed hesitantly. "Oh dear I didn't mean to offend you, it is me who should say sorry. Tai I didn't mean it like that it just came out wrong. What I meant to say is where is the beautiful creature whose picture you posted on your profile." I sucked in a deep breath. "Oh I see, yes well I am sorry I have disappointed you Alexandra. I have never actually gone out in public. I only dress in private." "Tai please call me Alex. Alexandra sounds too formal. I hope we are going to become friends. I didn't realise you are so private about your female alter ego. What is her name by the way?" "I don't actually call myself anything. I never thought about a name." "Really, we will have to fix that. Tai you are obviously not European where are you from?" "I am from New Zealand, and I am a Maori." "So what's a nice Maori women's name?" I thought about it for a while. When I was a young kid at school I did have a crush on a girl whose name I loved. Her name was Amiria. "I have always liked Amiria, its Maori for Amelia." She smiled back at me. "I like that, but if it's Ok I will call you Amelia, or better still Amy." I grinned and quickly tried to change the subject. "OK with me. What would you like to drink?" She tested out my new name. "I think I will have a white wine please Amy." I waved at the waiter and ordered our drinks. We sat and chatted for a while. Alex was a very forceful woman. She left no stone unturned in our conversation. She wanted to know everything about me. She was so forceful I found I couldn't hold back. I ended up telling her my life story. She wasn't shocked by my wife's inability to accept me. "Tai a lot of woman struggle with that. You sound like you were her rock, the foundation of your relationship. I am sorry it didn't work out but I'm different. I can't wait to meet Amy for real." Our meals arrived and we ate as we talked. Alex wanted to know all about Amy. What I like to wear. Did I have a full wardrobe, did I like lingerie. She was full of questions. The night ended with us each going our separate ways but we parted with a kiss. It was deep and passionate and left me with no Misconceptions. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. We dated a couple of more times which was fun. For our third date I invited her over to my place for a meal. She teased me. "Tai let there be no misunderstandings. When I get to your place Saturday night I expect to be greeted by Amy." She raised her eyebrows and scowled. "Understand." I cringed a little. "Yes I got it Alex." I spent the whole day trying on clothes. I shaved my whole body. I soaked in the bath. I pulled on a pair of black seamed stockings. They were pull ups with a wide lace band so I didn't need a suspender belt I went with a corset bustier instead and I cinched it in as tight as I possibly could. It was so tight I could barely breathe. I pulled on a tiny little padded bra that made the most of my little man boobs. They did give me some cleavage as meagre as it was. I decided on a little silver dress. It wasn't too short. The hemline finished about halfway to my knees. It flared out and flowed nicely as I walked. It was one of my all-time favourites. Even although we weren't going out I decided to wear high heels. I added a pair of three inch silver open toed sandals. I tried for hours to get my makeup right. In the end I was reasonably comfortable. I went with a nice bright red lipstick. Because of my ethnicity one of my best facial features was my lips, they are naturally full. For my eyes I used a not to heavy mascara and added false eyelashes to give more length. Eyeshadow was silver and blue with a little glitter to brighten the whole look. I was happy. After getting my makeup right I needed to make a start on dinner. I raced frantically around getting started. One of my favourite pastimes was cooking. I settled on Crispy Baked Chicken Wings with Sticky Honey Garlic Sauce on a bed of rice. For the entr?e I went with a very small Thai Red Curry Shrimp. The place smelt amazing as I was putting the last touches to it the doorbell rang, it was Alex. It was with great trepidation that I pulled back the door and exposed myself for the first time. Alex looked stunned. "Oh my god Amy darling you look amazing." As I welcomed her in she never once took her eyes off me. She watched as I took the bottle of wine from her hand and guided her inside. She was giggling and shaking her head. "I don't believe it darling why were you so nervous about public appearance? You look divine. You are gorgeous." She pulled me in tight for a kiss and what a kiss it was. Her tongue darted into my open lips and danced delightfully with mine. Our tongues were like naked witches dancing before a raging fire at midnight. Her lips tasted like strawberry musk it was intoxicating and overwhelming. Her Opium perfume cloaked us in an exotic sensuous veil. Her breasts were crushed against me and the heat from her body was like leaning close to a roaring fire. My mind exploded in a cascade of perfume and lips. As we separated Alex smelled the air. "My god what is cooking it smells sensational." I guided her over to the balcony. I had set the table out on my little balcony which overlooked the Melbourne skyline. It was a warm summer evening and I thought this would be romantic. As I seated her I went back and poured us each a glass of champagne. I toasted to new friends and a new start. We chatted for a few moments before I served the entr?e. The look of delight on her face was a picture. "Amy this is delicious darling. You never mentioned you were a chef." I blushed a little at her compliment. The main course was met with similar enjoyment. Alex licked her lips as we ate in silence as she enjoyed the meal. "Darling I hope the desert is just as tasty." I flinched. "Sorry I haven't prepared a desert." She giggled. "I didn't mean the food my love." My eyes got large and I slinked back in my set. "Oh I see." She laughed loudly. "You look shocked Amy, don't I appeal to you? Is that why it has taken so long for my invite here?" I shook my head vigorously. "Definitely not I think you are beautiful. I can't wait for desert as you put it. I was more worried you wouldn't like me." She sighed deeply. "Amy you are the real beauty here tonight. And it is I who cannot wait a minute longer." With that she stood up and walked around the table. Leaned down and reignited our kiss from earlier. God her lips felt fantastic, wet succulent sexy and they were crushed against my own with her tongue taking control of my mouth wrestling and dancing as it slithered inexorably around turning my heart into a wild palpitating pump. I stood with her and she turned me and pushed me back against the railing. It took me by surprise and I momentarily lost my footing. I held onto her for dear life. My arms circled her neck and I held tightly as she kissed my neck and ears. Her wet mouth left agonising searing burns wherever it landed. I was on fire and surfing a wave of ecstasy as her mouth led me on the path to heaven. She was in control and she liked it. She pulled back. "Shall we go inside where it's a little more comfortable?" I let her lead me inside where we slumped down onto the sofa. As she sat she reclined lifting her feet up onto my lap. I slipped her shoes off and massaged her feet. Starting on the soles I worked my thumbs deeply into her flesh manipulating the toes and sliding my fingers between her toes. I massaged and rubbed as she lay back with her eyes closed. "Amy darling that feels beautiful, god whatever you do don't stop." She wasn't wearing stockings or pantyhose so I lifted her foot up and kissed her foot. I ran my tongue along the edge of her foot, then back underneath which made her shudder and tremble. I opened my mouth and sucked her toe. I kissed it and licked it much like I had done with Evie's cock. My head bobbed up and down sucking her toes as if it was a juicy little cock. Alex was in heaven as she purred and cooed. "You sexy deviant little bitch, god that feels nice." I kissed every inch of both her feet. I bathed them with my tongue. I lifted my mouth off her foot and sat back. She grinned with a huge beaming smile spreading across her face. "Bloody hell Amy that was fabulous. You are a delight. Now I need you to get down on your knees my sexy little girl. I want you to repeat your efforts but this time I want you to kiss my pussy." She definitely liked to be in command. I slipped down onto my knees and kissed my way up her legs. I kissed and licked all the way to her pussy. As my head slipped under her dress I was assaulted by the aroma, her perfume was everywhere and the musk of her anticipation was evident. It was enchanting and intimate. Her legs parted slowly as I wedged my head between her thighs and kissed the silky fabric which was wrapping her cute little pussy. I managed to slip a finger under the material and ran it up and down the length of her engorged swollen lips. I kissed her hairless smooth pussy as she cooed encouragement. "Come on baby don't stop that feels so good. Yes baby lick it. Lick it good and there will be a reward." Her panties were sodden from her juices and my saliva as I licked her through the thin glossy material. I slid my hands under her arse and she lifted her bum off the sofa as I pulled them down. I sat back on my haunches as she reclined back her eyes hooded and her face wrapped in ecstasy. I lifted the panties to my nose and inhaled deeply. Ahhhh the aroma was pure sex earthy and arousing. She smiled seductively as she watched. This was a different me I had never been like this with Luce. I was always scared that she wouldn't like it but now I felt like I had been released and I was free to experiment. I dived back between her legs and now there was nothing separating her hot open hole from my tongue. I darted it in and out of her pulsating hole. I fucked her with my tongue while my fingers traced gentle lines along the length of her lips. I pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger and she jumped. Her whole body tensed as she purred. "Fuck yes darling, oh momma likes that.... Oh yes baby." I slid first one then another finger into her gaping hole and focused my mouth on her clit. It was huge like a little cock. Nothing like I had ever seen before. I sucked it into my mouth vacuuming up all her gooey juice. Her legs were trembling and her finger knotted up in my hair as she forced my face ever harder against her. It stopped being me fucking her she was now using me like a toy to masturbate with. She ground her cunt on my face my tongue rubbing her little button. As her orgasm approached her body almost lifted off the sofa as she screamed. "Yes, fuck yes momma's cumming baby fuck yes fuck ooooohhhh." Then it was over. Her fingers released my hair and I could feel her body relaxing. I climbed out from between her legs my face wet covered with her gooey delight. She pulled me up by the hair and kissed me, licking her cum from my face. "Darling you better go and redo your makeup. Somehow it has got all smudged." And she gave me an evil leer. I walked into the bathroom and looked at my face in the mirror, it was indeed ruined. I reapplied and fixed what I could. When I got back to the lounge she was laying back in total sated bliss. As I neared she smiled. "Darling you suck a mean pussy you are going to make a fabulous lesbian." She dragged me down beside her and drew me into a searing kiss. Her hand went straight up under my dress and she massaged my aching cock. She pulled back from the kiss. "Fuck I am so glad you wore stockings they look fantastic on you I love them." Her mouth reattached to mine as she tried to suction out my tonsils and her hand stroked my cock with renewed vigour. "Fuck Amy darling your cock is big, god it feels enormous." Before I could say anything her head disappeared under my dress and her lips went to work trying to suck my balls out through my cock. Jesus she was unstoppable, her head bobbing up and down ferociously as she sucked me. I had to pull her up of it because I wasn?t going to last long at this rate. I tried to warn her I was losing control. ?Alex stop please Christ stop I am trying to tell you I am about to cum.? She giggled. ?So what?s wrong with that, it sounds fabulous to me.? Her head went back down and as she sucked me her hand slid under my bum and her finger slid into my arse as she sucked. That was all it took the moment her finger slid inside I exploded in a violent eruption that almost killed her with its savagery. We sat back together and drank some more of our wine. Alex chuckled. ?Wow Amy you are a sexy little girl. I am going to love making you mine.? That sounded a little ominous to me and I didn?t know what to say. I just took another sip of my drink. We sat for a while before she kissed me. ?Goodnight my darling. I have to get home.? She stood up smoothed out her dress pulled on her shoes and kissed me one final time before heading for the door. ?You don?t want to stay the night.? I asked hopefully. She shook her head. ?Sorry darling but my husband is waiting up for me. He wants to hear all the delicious details.? Fuck I was stunned. She never once mentioned she was married. She gave me a final kiss and scooted out the door. As I closed the door I shrugged, fuck it takes all sorts I suppose. The next week I was back at the mine site for two weeks. Alex texted and called me almost every day. We arranged to meet next time I got back. A spanner was thrown in the works by my old friend Pete. I had only just touched down in Melbourne airport and I turned my phone back on and it was full of missed calls from him. It was unlike him to call so often like that so something was up. I called him straight away and he was obviously upset. ?Sorry to be the barer of bad news again Tai but Greg has beaten up Lucinda and she is in hospital. He really laid into her mate. I haven?t seen her but she is hurt bad. The bastard has really done it this time. Her father is hunting him down and if he catches him I think he may kill him.? I didn?t even leave the airport. I booked the earliest flight I could get home. The whole flight I stewed over what to do. I got a bus and arrived back in town without fanfare. The only person who knew I was there was Pete. I gave him a call and he explained that Luce was refusing to press any charges against the slimy fuck. It looked like he might get away with it. I snuck into the hospital for a visit with Luce. She was sleeping when I got into her room. She looked terrible both her eyes were swollen and black, her lips were also swollen and split. She had a cut on the side of her cheek. She was bandaged up pretty tight as well. I snapped, at that moment if Greg had been there I would have killed him myself. I sat with her for a while before I prised open her fingers and slid my wedding ring into the palm of her hand and I snuck back out without being seen. I met with Pete and he told me where Greg was hiding out. He was pretty happy because the cops weren?t going to be able to do anything. Luce was the only witness. I borrowed Pete?s Ducati and cruised over to where Greg was hiding. I waited till the street lights went out at midnight and then walked up and knocked on the door. The moment he saw me he freaked. He tried to slam the door but I flung it wide open, walked inside and punched him square in the face. I used all of the built up anger to drive my aggression. He was on the ground before he could do anything. I kicked him hard in the rib cage. I was still wearing boots from work so it hurt. I felt the ribs give away and he cried in pain as I kicked him again and again. I stepped back watching him writhing in pain. He tried to get up so I picked him up. I held him in one hand as I punched him with the other, I broke his nose. I blackened both eyes and his mouth was a puffy bleeding mess. His hands were flailing around uselessly as I dished up my punishment. He couldn?t hold himself up any longer and slumped in a heap on the ground. I lifted and smashed his head on the ground a few times for good measure, I punched him and ground his face into the rough floorboards. All my anger was flowing through my fists. His face was a pulpy mushy mess.. I kneeled over the top of him and waited till his eyes opened. I leaned down so my mouth was right beside his ear. ?If you ever go near my wife again I will fucking kill you arsehole got it.? I could see the fear in him his mouth and face was a bloodied mess so he couldn?t talk but I felt him nod. ?If you so much as step foot on my property I will come back and you will not walk away Greg I promise. This time you can walk away. Next time they will be burying you. If I have to go to prison for that then so be it. But consider this a warning. Never again or you will die a very slow and painful death.? As I was getting ready to leave I gave him a final kick in the balls it was hard and he screamed in pain as my foot sunk into his groin. After I left I took a ride past Luce?s parents place. I guessed that?s where the kids would be. I walked up to the sitting room window and looked inside. I couldn?t hold back the tears as I watched the kids they were sitting cuddled together watching TV. They looked so much bigger and so much older. Jesus they were teenagers now and I had missed that. Fuck the world can be a cruel place. I so wanted to go inside and hold them, cuddle them and love them. No I couldn?t do it, I walked away. I stayed at Pete?s place for a few days until I was sure that Luce would be OK. The day I was about to leave Luce?s dad drove up into Pete?s driveway and he got out and walked purposefully up to the door. I heard him ask Pete. ?Can I talk to Tai please?? Pete tried to defer him but he was insistent. I walked out to where they were standing and he dragged me into a tight hug. ?Thank you Tai. Lucinda says thanks as well.? We parted with a handshake and then it was back to my life in Australia.