Earth s CoreChapter 13 Hendar s Binder Formation
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Morning comes gently to Jerry this Sunday morning. With thoughts of last night fresh in his mind, he walks into the kitchen to make his coffee. He pauses for a moment, thinking about the filthy kitchen he walked into yesterday morning. Today, he feels inspired by how clean it is. Cleaning his apartment yesterday is paying dividends in the way he feels. He hasn't felt this good since he got out of the Army.
Walking into the living room with his coffee, he feels some moisture around his asshole. He grins when he realizes it's Roger's cum from last night. Sitting in his chair, he thinks about how nice it was to let his body go where it wanted to go. There is a calmness inside as he thinks about it.
Sipping his coffee, seeing the half joint in the ashtray from last night makes him think...
"Should I? Hmmmm... getting stoned in the morning used to feel so good... OK, just a hit or two."
One hit of the pot instantly goes to his head. He decides he doesn't need another. Allen only gave him two joints last night. He is nicely stoned already, and he doesn't want to smoke it all in one day. He feels like laying back down for a while and enjoying not having to do anything today.
Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his mind replays the sex he enjoyed last night. He smiles, recalling every moment, remembering how much easier it was to just let go and let it flow.
He especially remembers how he felt like a girl when Roger penetrated him for the first time. It seemed so natural for him, so easy to enjoy. The marijuana in his brain helps him fantasize about it. He's not sure what to make of the girl feelings. He does know he'd like to get fucked again.
He gets hungry and decides it's time to get out of this fantasy. He needs to get cleaned up and get some breakfast going and figure out what he wants to do today. While making breakfast in his clean kitchen, it occurs to him how poorly he's been eating since he's been living by himself. He wants to pay better attention to his diet and learn about cooking better food.
Considering he knows next to nothing about cooking, he needs to get himself a cookbook. It's only ten o'clock, he doesn't have anything he needs to do, so he decides to go to the bookstore in the mall and look for a cookbook.
At the mall, he feels good to be out doing something different. A few weeks ago, when he was depressed, he would have been walking around with his eyes toward the floor. Today, he is excited, happily walking through the busy mall. He enjoys looking in all the store windows as he walks to the bookstore.
Inside the bookstore, he finds a very relaxing atmosphere. He is glad he decided to come here today. Looking for the cooking section, he passes several different sections that catch his eye. He stops at a rack with books about meditation. Other sections like yoga and massage also capture his interest. He enjoys picking up books in each section and glancing through them. It feels good to have his mind stimulated again like it was in California.
When he gets to the cooking section, he is confronted with a huge selection of books covering so many aspects of cooking. He spends a lot of time glancing through a lot of books. He finds a book that devotes the first half to covering basic cooking knowledge, and recipes in the second half. This seems like the book he is looking for. He doesn't like the $10.95 price, but he bites the bullet walks and out with his new book.
Back home, he lights up the joint and pops open a beer. He settles back on the couch, eager to start reading his new book. He pauses from time to time to reflect on his first month in Des Moines. Things were looking bleak a few weeks ago, and now he is happily relaxing, feeling good about where he is and how he feels. It has been a good weekend.
His good mood continues into the new week. Tuesday night, while he is happily making his dinner, he hears a phone ringing. He's never heard anyone's phone ring before, and wonders where it's coming from. He walks into the living room and it sounds like it is coming from inside his apartment. 'What the fuck?' he thinks. It rings again, and it sounds like it's coming from under the couch. He looks under the couch and sure enough, there is a phone under there ringing. Puzzled, he pulls the phone out and answers it.
"Hello?"
He hears a voice laughing, "Damn, I thought you'd never answer."
"Who is this?"
"Who do you think it is?"
"Roger?"
"Bingo! How do you like your new phone?"
"I don't know. I didn't know I had one until just now."
"Well, you needed one, so I had the phone company put one in today. I hope you don't mind, I hid it under the couch so I could surprise you," he says as he laughs.
"No, I don't mind, but how much is this going to cost?"
"For you? Not a penny."
"What do you mean?"
"It's like this. I'm tired of always having to show up there unannounced, and you need a phone if you're going to meet new friends. So I put one in for you and we'll just include it as part of your rent."
"Wow, thanks, Rog. That's really nice of you."
"Think nothing of it, my friend. After the fun we had Saturday night, you deserve an extra perk or two. And besides, how else are you going get a hold of Allen when you smoke that last joint?"
They both laugh.
"Speaking of Allen, I called him and gave him your number, just so you know. I didn't think you'd mind."
"No, not at all."
"Well listen, I gotta run. I just wanted to call to let you know you have a phone now. I'll call again when I have more time... See ya."
"OK, Rog, thanks again, I really appreciate it. Bye."
Jerry hangs up the phone and can't believe what just happened. Roger just made his day. His heart is filled with joy as he returns to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner. After dinner he puts on a record, takes a few tokes off the second joint Allen gave him, and settles back to read more of his cookbook.
He's had four good days in a row. He hopes it continues; he likes how it feels. He's getting into a better routine. He's really glad he spent the money for his new cookbook. He's learned so much from it and he's anxious to try some of the recipes.
Wednesday night, he is reading his book when the phone rings. He hopes it is Roger when he answers,
"Hello?"
"Hi, Jerry. This is Rog. How are you doing?"
"Very well, thank you. I'd be doing better if you stopped by tonight. I'd sure like to show you how much I appreciate you giving me my phone."
"I'd love to, Jerry, but I'm tied up tonight. I'll probably be tied up for the rest of the week. That's why I called."
"I understand. You have responsibilities, I'm sure."
"Unfortunately, I do. But I wanted to ask you something. Do you remember Saturday night when we were at The Mixx, and Allen mentioned something about the Club?"
"Yeah, I remember."
"Well, there's a meeting this Saturday, I was wondering if you'd like to go to it with me."
"I'm not sure. I was kinda planning on going up to Storm Lake this weekend to visit my folks, but I haven't decided for sure yet."
"Well, I just thought I'd throw it by you to see if you'd be interested. I think you'd have a great time, and you might meet some new friends."
"Yeah, I'm interested. Let me think about it. What time does it start?"
"No set time. Guys start showing up around seven and we go until everyone decides to leave. Sometimes we stay three or four hours and sometimes longer. It depends who's there and what we feel like doing. Kind of a party atmosphere, you never know what's going to happen."
"Sounds interesting. When do you have to know?"
"Can I call you tomorrow night?"
"Sure, I can decide by then."
"OK. I'll call you tomorrow night. Gotta run. Bye."
"Bye."
Jerry hangs up the phone and thinks about his weekend plans. He remembers the last depressing three weekends he spent with his family. He really isn't looking forward to going up there again, just to get depressed. He decides he'll tell Roger he'll go with him when he calls tomorrow.
Roger calls him Thursday and Jerry says he'll go with him. They decide Roger will him pick him up at six, get something to eat, and go to the meeting from there. Jerry is excited knowing he'll be doing something with Roger again this weekend.
He feels a little apprehension about what he might be getting into, but he decides to trust Roger and not worry about it. He had a great time last Saturday and he hopes he'll have a good time this Saturday.
A few minutes later his phone rings again. Jerry hears a different voice this time when he answers, "Hello?"
"Hi, is this Jerry?"
"Yes, it is, who is this?"
"Hi, Jerry. It's Allen. Remember me from last Saturday night?"
"Oh, hi, Allen! Of course I remember you. I've remembered you every time I took a few tokes off those joints you gave me."
"Roger gave me your number Monday night. He told me you were kinda shy and probably wouldn't call, so I thought I'd call you when I didn't hear from you."
"Thanks for calling. I'm not that shy, it's just that I don't know anyone yet."
"Well, you're not going to get to know anyone if you don't call. So how are you doing?"
"I'm doing well. It's been nice having a little weed to smoke. I finished the last joint last night."
"Wow. You made two joints last that long?"
"Well yeah. I had to ration it out because I don't know when I'll get more."
"I told you Saturday, give me a call if you need anything, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. I just didn't want to bother you."
"Well, don't let that happen again. You can call me anytime. It just so happens, I'm out right now too. I'm meeting my source tomorrow after work. Are wanting to get some more?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind scoring a lid."
"I'm meeting my source tomorrow after work at The Mixx, the bar we were at last week. Do you know how to get there?"
"Umm... no. Roger was driving. It was dark and I didn't know where we were going anyway. I do have a map and I can look up the address. I can probably find it."
Jerry and Allen continue talking for quite a while. Jerry finds Allen easy to talk to; there seems to be good chemistry between them. They agree to meet at The Mixx at six o'clock tomorrow night. Jerry is apprehensive about going to that "queer bar" again, but being able to score some weed helps overcome his apprehension.
He gets his map out of the car, looks up the address in his new phone book, and gets a good idea of how to get there.
The next day after work, Jerry stops for a quick fast-food burger before making his way to The Mixx. It is easier to find than he thought, and he arrives twenty minutes early. Afraid to go in by himself, he waits in the car until he sees Allen go in.
The temperature outside is a freezing four degrees, so he has to leave the car running to stay warm. Twenty-five minutes go by and Jerry hasn't seen Allen walk in. He wonders if he got the meeting time right. Maybe Allen is late. Maybe he's early.
Jerry's bladder is sending him a message that he needs to use the bathroom. After waiting another ten minutes, he gets brave and goes in by himself, mainly because he really has to pee.
Once inside, Jerry heads straight to the bathroom to relieve his need. Standing at the urinal, he looks around and sees two sets of feet under a toilet stall. The feet are facing each other and he can only imagine what's going on in there. He thinks to himself, 'Yup, this is a queer bar alright.'
Coming out of the bathroom, he is relieved to see Allen standing there waiting for him.
"Hey, Jerry! I was worried about you. I was afraid you got lost finding the place. When I saw you heading into the can, I came over to catch you on your way out."
"Well, I actually got here early. I didn't want to come in by myself, so I waited in the parking until I saw you walk in the door."
"Hell, you should have just come in. I've been here for an hour."
"Sorry, I didn't know, I was nervous about coming in here alone."
"No reason to be nervous. I have a table over there in the corner. Let's go sit down."
On their way to the table, Allen catches a waitress and orders them both a beer. Sitting at the table, Allen begins to talk.
"You don't have to be nervous coming in here. This is a very friendly bar once you get to know the crowd. It's a safe refuge for us. We can come here and just be ourselves. Everyone accepts everyone else. No one judges anyone. We come here to escape all the brutal shit society throws at us."
"I guess I've never looked at myself like that."
"Looked at yourself like what?"
Jerry, not wanting to offend, searches for the right word...
"I'm not sure, actually. I don't think I'm... you know... hmmmm."
Allen sees Jerry stumbling on his words, so he helps him out. "A queer?"
"Yeah. That's it. I'm not a queer."
"Well, maybe you're not. Not yet anyway. You had a good time with Roger when you left here Saturday night, didn't you?"
Jerry blushes with embarrassment. His first instinct is to deny it, hide it. But he knows Allen knows what he did.
"Well, ummm, yeah. We played around a little bit."
"There's nothing wrong with that. It was fun, wasn't it?"
"Yeah. But it's not something I want to do all the time. It's just something to do until I get a girlfriend."
"So you like fucking girls?"
"Yeah. I like to fuck girls."
"How many girls have you fucked?"
"Well, actually, none yet. But I want to."
"How old are you, Jerry?"
"Twenty-three. How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-seven."
"Have you ever fucked a girl?"
"Yeah. I fucked a couple girls before I went in the Navy. It wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be. Then I met this guy in the Navy, he showed me how guys can be as much fun as girls. Even more fun than girls."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, when I was stationed in Norfolk, he had an apartment off base. I'd go over there on weekends to get stoned. The local girls always treated us military guys like shit, like we had the plague or something. We were always horny as hell, so we made up a little game, just to get us by until we got out. We took turns pretending to be the girl, and we fucked each other in the ass. The more we did it, the more I liked it. I liked being the girl more than he did, so after a few times, I was the girl every time we did it. I even started dressing up a little bit."
"What did you do with him?"
"Well... we would get really stoned. I would go into the bathroom, and I'd come out wearing panties and a bra. I sucked his cock and let him fuck me. It was fun being the girl. I still like it."
Jerry is feeling turned on, listening to Allen talk like this. He is curious, but doesn't feel comfortable asking too many questions just yet.
Jerry starts to speak when he's interrupted by a voice coming their way, "Allen! There you are."
Jerry sees a well-built man with light brown skin coming toward them.
"Hey, Jorge, how the hell are you? I've been waiting for you to show up. Did you get held up?" says Allen.
Jorge speaks with a slight Jamaican-style accent. "Ya, man, I had a late appointment this afternoon. One of my good clients needed a perm for a party tomorrow night. I had to work her in."
"Sometimes you have to do what you have to do. Hey, Jorge, I'd like you to meet Jerry, a new friend of mine."
Allen turns to Jerry. "Jerry, I'd like you to meet my friend Jorge. Jorge is a hairstylist. He's the man to see when you need to get your hair done."
Jerry stands and extends his hand to Jorge. "Nice to meet you, Jorge."
"Nice to meet you too, Jerry."
Jorge turns to Allen. "I hate to rush things, but did you still want to score a bag? I'm running so late."
"Yeah, I'm completely out. If you have an extra one, Jerry would mind scoring a lid."
"You're in luck, Jerry. I have a couple extras. Let's go out to my van."
The three men go out to Jorge's van to check out the weed. Jerry and Allen don't like the high $15 price tag, but they look like full-ounce lids. It's too fucking cold in the van to negotiate, so they each buy a lid and Jorge goes on his way.
"For that price, this better be some good smoke," says Allen.
"I'm just happy to get any at all," Jerry replies.
"It's looking like $10 lids are a thing of the past. Hey, do you want to jump in my car and try it out? I've got my pipe with me."
"Sure, why not."
As they sit shivering in Allen's car waiting for it to warm up, Allen loads the pipe and hands it to Jerry. While Jerry takes a hit, Allen asks him, "So, Jerry, how long have you known Roger?"
"Not long. About a month, I guess."
"Oh, that's right, I forgot. Roger's a pretty cool guy. He'll really treat you good if he takes a liking to you. And it looks like he likes you a lot."
"Well... we don't really know each other that well."
Allen laughs, "I saw his hand feeling your leg under the table the other night, it looks like you've gotten to know each other pretty well. Plus... he bought you a phone this week. If I know Roger, you two are either already fucking, or you're getting close to fucking."
Hearing Allen say that makes Jerry blush. "Oh, yeah, that... well... ummm... OK... he did fuck me a little bit Saturday night, but... I'm not... umm... you know..."
Allen interrupts, "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you on the spot. You don't have to be embarrassed or ashamed of anything. Everybody in this crowd does that sort of thing. That's why we hang out here. I wanted to ask you... has Roger asked you about going to a Club meeting yet?"
"Yeah, he did. He asked me if I wanted to go tomorrow night."
"Did you tell him yes?"
"I did. I'm not sure what to expect. I'll have to see what happens."
"Cool. It's a fun bunch of guys, depending on who shows up. Like Roger, if these guys take a liking to you, they'll treat you really well, believe me."
"You've got my curiosity up now. Knowing Roger, it makes me wonder what I'm getting into. Are you going to be there?"
"I'll be there. I go to most of the meetings. I can't tell you a lot about what to expect, it depends who's there. All I can tell you is go there with an open mind, go with the flow, and you'll have a great time."
Allen takes another hit off the pipe and passes it to Jerry.
"No thanks, man. I'm good. I hope I can drive home."
"Yeah, this weed is pretty good... hey... let me ask you... when you were in California, did you ever get into anything besides pot?"
"Yeah, we did a little acid (LSD) I was while there."
"I was wondering if you did. I like it occasionally too, but everyone around here is so paranoid about it. It's hard to find anyone to do it with."
"I'd do it with you."
"Oh yeah? Next time I run across some, I'll pick us up a couple hits. It would be a blast... hey... look at the time. I need to get outa here."
"Yeah, me too. It's been interesting talking with you, to say the least. Thanks for helping me score the pot. So... I guess I'll see you tomorrow night?"
"You sure will. I'm looking forward to seeing you there."
Jerry gets back in his freezing car. Waiting for the engine to warm up, he thinks about what Allen said. He's really curious about some of the things he talked about. He feels an attraction to him and thinks he would like to know him better. As he drives home, his mind wonders what tomorrow night will be like.
The only thing Jerry is sure about right now is he just scored a bag of pot. He's looking forward to getting home, rolling up a joint or two, and listening to his favorite music. Tomorrow will take care of itself. Tonight, he's going to get very stoned and celebrate the very good week he has had.
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I was walking near the corner of Polk and Post Streets past an adult bookstore when I noticed an attractive transgender standing on the corner. I walked up and struck up a conversation. I told her she was attractive. She asked me if I wanted a date. I smiled and I asked her if she was functional. Then I asked her if she would accompany me to the adult bookstore so I could suck her cock. She thought about it for a moment. Looked a little puzzled and then said yes. I gave her $40 plus some money...
She MalesJill can't imagine how she could feel better than she does right now. For the first time in her life, she does not feel poor. The tips she earned getting gang banged at the Club have made it possible for her to have the things she's been wanting. Driving to the mall after work this Tuesday evening, she smiles. The reality of her new financial situation fills her heart with joy.She opened a savings account today, and deposited $1500 of her tip money into it. With money in the bank, and money in...
Trans"Are you telling me that you hired that lovely bird from the restaurant?" "I did indeed, Doogie. She was the answer to my prayers." "I'm sure she was, but can she do the job?" "Doogie, get your mind out of the gutter. She is a very bright, very motivated young lady who will be excellent at her job." "Aye, and she's got a fine set of bristols and a lovely bum to boot. I have my suspicions of you, Cameron Macdonald." "You know my rules, Doogie. Never foul your own...
She heard the steps telling her that her master was arriving. She hoped he would be pleased with her she had done as he had instructed and held the vibrating monstrosity in her cunt not allowing it to fall out during her many orgasms. “Hello my pet. Ah I see you have made a mess. We will have to deal with that later. For now you have some visitors.” She looked at him but new not to speak yet. He had harsh punishments for when she disobeyed that order. “Let’s see how much of a mess my little...
Author's Notes (please read first to get the best reading experience!): Hey everyone! I have been a long time reader of fictionmania and thought I would make a contribution since there is a particular genre of transformations that I like reading, yet see so little of. I hope this inspires more writers to write stories like this and hope that my first time isn't so bad. I know I'm not the best writer, but I'd like to think I have an imagination, and maybe someone could tighten up the...
His first week in Des Moines is behind him, Jerry is back home for the weekend feeling pretty good about things overall. He's working again and he's got a place to live. Not bad progress for his first week on his own again. His time with his family is not great, but okay. He's bored at home.Everyone is into their own individual dramas and not really concerned about what Jerry's doing at all. Saturday night, his dad is out all night drinking and he has to listen to his mom tell him how...
TransThe ringing alarm clock hits Jerry's head like a freight train. He rolls over and hits the off button. The only thing he wants to do is go back to sleep. His better judgment tells him it's a workday. Sleeping in is not an option. He drags his naked body into the kitchen to turn on the coffee pot. Stumbling back to the living room, he sits down in his chair and closes his eyes, trying to catch a few more zzz's before the coffee is done.Sitting in the chair, still half asleep, he notices a...
TransJerry wakes up Saturday morning and decides to roll over and sleep a while longer. It feels good to not have to get up. This is the first weekend he's spent in Des Moines since moving here four weeks ago. He has no plans for the day and he doesn't care. Today, he doesn't have to do a damned thing.Sitting in his chair, enjoying his coffee, his mind drifts back to the past week's events. Two days ago he started listening to his body. A week ago he was in a deep depression. He feels more...
TransJerry wakes up Saturday morning, feeling the best he has felt since moving to Des Moines. Sipping his first cup of coffee, he recalls the emotional roller coaster ride he's been through, from the depths of despair after his first sexual encounter with Roger, to the heights of ecstasy last Saturday, when he felt Roger inside of him for the first time.Cleaning his apartment last Saturday put him in the good mood he's been in ever since. He likes the clean environment and doesn't ever want to go...
TransJerry had fallen into a deep sleep after Roger left last night. His first experience at the Club exposed him to a level of sexual activity he hadn't expected. He must have dreamt about it all night, because when he starts waking up, he feels like he's still there. He doesn't want to wake up. The dreams feel good to him; he doesn't want them to end. He goes back to sleep and wakes up several times, before finally giving in to the morning light.Walking into the kitchen, he feels soreness around...
TransJerry watches the approaching storm clouds through the window of the print shop where he works. An hour before quitting time, he is finishing up a few jobs and getting his end-of-the-week clean-up duties done. His mind has not been on work this afternoon. He's meeting Allen after work, and it's all he can think about.Allen called him last night, telling him he scored the acid they will take tonight at Allen's apartment. They will meet at a restaurant to get a good meal in their stomachs, then...
TransAllen peeks his head into the bathroom. "Hello? Is anyone awake in there?""Yeah, I'm awake. I've been having some really heavy hallucinations."Allen walks over by the tub, kneeling beside it. "How are you feeling, baby? I came in here earlier, and you were crying your heart out. I thought it best to not disturb you.""Oh wow, Allen... I was talking with this girl... she's inside me... I've seen her before. It was so incredible... She told me our name is Jillian. We like to be called Jill."Allen...
Trans"Good morning, baby." Allie says, kissing Jill's cheek, "Are you going to wake up today? I've got some nice hot coffee ready for you."Jill mumbles a few sounds, but they don't resemble anything intelligible. Allie kisses her until Jill opens her eyes halfway, revealing glassy pupils that can barely focus on anything. Jill manages to mumble out a few words, "What time is it?""It's almost eleven, sweetheart.""In the morning?... What day is it?""Eleven o'clock, Saturday morning, sweetheart. How do...
TransJill wakes up with Allen's arms around her. After sleeping twelve hours, her body feels refreshed and recovered from the acid she took Friday. She turns over and looks at Allen, still sleeping soundly beside her. A soothing calmness comes over her as she recalls the surreal weekend they have shared together.She softly kisses his neck, taking care not to wake him. Brushing her lips against his skin gives her pleasure, but she is not the least bit horny this morning. She feels loving, instead of...
TransJerry thought about it all day at work. As soon as he walks into his apartment, he can't wait to get his boy clothes off, and put on a bra. Walking into the bathroom to look in the mirror, he likes the look, except for his flat chest. He thinks for a moment, then rips off a long strip of toilet paper and stuffs the cups of the bra. 'That's better,' he thinks, 'Now I'm Jill again'.After putting on the slip she wore last night, Jill walks into the living room to roll a joint and relax. She was...
TransAllie and Jill wake up early Saturday morning with their arms still around each other. Allie wakes up first, and lightly kisses Jill's face, until she gently wakes her up. "Good morning, baby," she says with a smile.Jill smiles back at her, "Good morning to you, too, big sister," she says, "It's so nice sleeping with you. I woke up earlier, and you looked so sweet, sleeping with your arms around me. It just melted me back to sleep.""I love sleeping with you too, my sweet Jill. But we can't...
TransAfter crying in Allie's arms for twenty minutes, Jill has finally stopped shaking, and her tears of joy have subsided enough to where she can focus her eyes again. Sniffling her nose, and wiping her eyes, Jill composes herself enough to be able to talk. "I'm sorry I cried so much, Allie. I just couldn't help it," she says."That's OK, my little sister. I'm here to hold you, whenever you need me."They sit up and hug each other until Jill is able to think and talk at the same time. When she's able...
TransAfter visiting her family over the weekend, Jill feels so relieved to get back to her apartment. Her life has gone through monumental changes since she last saw them. Yet, at her parents' house, everything is exactly the same as it was the last time she visited, four weeks before. In fact, it's exactly the same as it has been the whole time she was growing up there.As she gets out of Jerry's clothes and dresses as Jill again, she sees very clearly, why her life had sucked for so long. After...
TransAllie sits naked, in front of her vanity mirror, thinking about how her life has changed since she met Jill. She fondly remembers the night she and Jill got high on the psychedelic drug LSD, and went on a life-changing trip that began their journey together. A trip from which they could never return to the place from where they had started.Her hair is still wet from the shower she's just taken, and she lets her mind wander as she dries and brushes her long locks. She has never forgotten the way...
TransWaking up to Allie's kisses, Jill's first words are, "Good morning, Allie, I love you."Allie, in return, says, "Good morning, Jill, I love you, too." Their heads are still swirling from the emotional end of last night's hot sex date. That moment last night, when they acknowledged that they were, indeed, in love with each other.Putting their arms around each other, they exchange little love kisses back and forth until their bodies adjust to the morning light. "Let's not get dressed for a while,...
Trans"Hey lover, are you ready to wake up?" Jill whispers, as she kisses Allie's pretty face."Mmmm... yeah baby, I'm waking up. Damn, it feels good to wake up with you." Allie starts to giggle.Jill giggles back at her, "I know... I was just thinking that. How good your skin feels against mine."She rolls over on top of Allie and kisses her as they rub their cocks against each other. "Wasn't it fun last night, Allie? Fucking all the guys on this bed? And then sleeping together in this bed?" Jill...
TransWaiting for her at the door, Allie gives Jill a kiss when she gets home from work. They're both in very good moods, still emotionally high from their incredible weekend. A week ago, who would have guessed they'd be in love and living together? But yet, here they are, following their intuitions and letting their feelings guide their next move.Jill's been looking forward to her date with Dr. Walt ever since he asked her to go out with him at the Club meeting Saturday night."You look excited about...
TransJill's first week living with Allie has been everything she hoped it would be. She loves getting up early with Allie and cooking breakfast. They love exchanging smiles and blowing kisses at each other every morning as they sit at the kitchen table. She especially likes the ninety minutes between the time Allie leaves for work and when she has to leave. It gives her plenty of time to clean the kitchen, take a shower, and still have plenty of time to write in her diary and practice her...
TransIn the shower and under the hot shower water, they embrace in a loving hug and cover each other with kisses. "Mmmmm... I've been waiting for this ever since we left the river," Jill says."Oh yeah... Me too," Allie tells her. "I got so horny for you out there. Just stand there, baby, let me wash you."They've just gotten back to their apartment a few minutes earlier, cold and muddy from a Saturday morning of fishing. The warmer weather hasn't arrived yet in Iowa, and they've been out since before...
TransIn Jill's mind, this is a very important night. She and Allie have been working together all day getting ready to entertain their lesbian friends, Carla and Rosy. Naked except for a skimpy pair of panties, Jill is busy in the kitchen cooking while Allie cleans the apartment and takes care of the laundry.Stopping now and then to grab a snack and rest a bit, they enjoy a little sucking to give each other a hard-on before getting back to work. Jill is thrilled to be using her new kitchen stuff for...
TransAfter what happened at work today, Jill can hardly wait to get home to tell Allie. As she changes into her girl clothes, she can't resist sitting in front of the mirror to brush her hair and admire herself. She loves the way Jorge styled her hair, and she feels extra feminine tonight. She feels so feminine that when puts on her bra, she decides to stuff cotton in the cups before putting on her dress. She likes pretending she has real tits.Joining Allie on the couch, she lies down with her head...
TransAllie and Jill wake up especially horny this morning. They planned to be especially horny this morning. They haven't had sex the past two nights, and only once this week. They've been letting their desire build inside them, on purpose. They want to be as horny as they can be, because today is Saturday, and tonight is 'Ladies' Night' at the Club. Jill remembers a month ago, waking up in this same bed tormenting herself, not sure if she even wanted to go down this path. But once she made her...
Trans"Hey baby... wake up, baby... baby?" Allie says, shaking Jill's shoulder. "We need to get up."Jill's brain is barely functioning. "Huh?" "It's getting late," Allie says, "It's almost ten o'clock. We need to be out of the room in an hour.""Oh, fuck... Gimme a minute," Jill mumbles. "I feel like shit.""I feel like shit too, sweetheart. But we can't stay in bed. C'mon, we'll feel better when we get in the shower," Allie coaxes.Jill drags her ass out of bed and follows Allie into the shower....
TransJill's been dragging ass all day at work. She felt recovered and energetic yesterday, but the late-night sex with Allie took its toll on her body again. When he gets home, Allie isn't waiting for her at the door. Instead, Jill finds her sleeping on the living room couch. When she goes into the boy's room to shed Jerry's work clothes, she sees Allen's work clothes thrown on the floor.'Hmmm...' she thinks to herself, 'my little whore is all worn out... just like me.'It's all she can do to get...
TransJill and Allie have been looking forward to this Saturday for a while now. Tonight they're finally going on a date with their lesbian friends, Carla and Rosy. Waking up on the couch with their morning coffee, Jill tells Allie, "I feel so good today. It's nice we don't have much to do. We need to go grocery shopping and do a little house cleaning, but that's about it.""Yeah, we needed a break, babe. We've been burning the candle at both ends, especially you.""What do you mean, especially me?"...
TransAs she begins to stir from her deep sleep, Jill rolls over to see Rosy's smiling face. "Good morning... my stud," are the first words out of Rosy's mouth."Morning, sweet Rosy. Damn, was that real last night?" Jill says. "I feel like I'm waking up from a beautiful dream.""It was real alright," Rosy sighs, "and yes, it was beautiful. You were so good, baby. You made me melt. I don't want to ever have sex with another man as long as I live, because I don't think any man could ever be as good as...
TransMonday morning finds four people waking up in states of complete joy. Saturday morning, they were just close friends looking forward to getting together and having some fun. Sunday morning, they had become lovers, especially Jill and Rosy.After giving their virginity to the opposite sex with each other, they shared things between themselves they never shared with anyone else before. They've become more than just lovers, they're sisters now. Or as Rosy defined it, girlfriends who sometimes will...
TransJill's meditation is going very well this morning. After talking about their finances with Gary last night, she woke up still thinking about what he said about creating a business at home. A business they could use to move their whore money into legitimate accounts. Sitting naked, legs crossed, and arms resting on her knees, she's deeper than she's ever been. As she sits in her meditative trance, she loses track of all time and space as she imagines herself being pregnant with the desire to...
TransThe following Tuesday, Jill has another date with Dr. Walt. She decides, for the first time, to show up wearing a dress, which pleased Walt very much. She's still a little nervous dressing like this in public, but each time she does it, she's not as nervous as the time before.When they went to the grocery store Sunday, she wore her pads under her khaki pants, one of her new blouses, and tan pumps. She simply loved being able to hold Allie's hand as they walked up and down the aisles. She really...
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