She Male Lust

By Anita Wiener

Published on Jul 4, 1997

Transgender

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Synopsis: No story. Just SEX. It's a newbie to the scene, getting swallowed up by a gorgeous transexual woman. It's Hot.

As I reached around her, to embrace this gorgeous beauty for the first time, my body pressed up against hers and I felt her swollen cock pressing up against mine. She made a modest thrusting motion as our bodies became entwined, indicating her desire to fuck me. I grabbed her ass, tight and wrapped in red leather, and pulled her closer. She was breathing on my neck, melting any remnants of resistance from me.

I reached up and grabbed a handful of her long dark mane in my fingers. It was so thick and soft, like a long silk blanket. I wanted her hair to caress my dick. To feel the shiny curls wrap themselves around me, covering my balls, and begin stroking me. I wanted to bury my dick in her ass and lose my head in her hair while caressing her firm tits. She could sit on me, bringing her asshole down on my cock, and I could reach around her and stroke her dick while getting lost in her dark curls that flowed down her back.

But she had another plan. She whispered in my ear. "I'm going to fuck you."

And I knew she meant it. She again thrust her dick up against my body, running it from my crotch, up the length of my cock, and into my belly. My cock was throbbing with forbidden pleasure. I was scared of her desires.

She was dangerous. She was too much for me. I couldn't resist my unbridled desire for her. I would do anything for her and it scared me.

I looked at her dark features, soft brown skin, deep red luscious lips, framed by her impossibly long, thick and curly mane of hair, and it was all I could not to faint from the sight of her. I was lost in her. In the moment.

She backed me into the bed, where I sat staring up at her, her mounds of cleavage just inches from my face, and she began to strip for me. First she took off her skirt, sliding it slowly down her fishnet clad legs. Her erect penis peeked out the top of the hem, and then was let free as her skirt fell to the floor.

I reached out to caress her buttocks, and watched her cock throb menacingly in my direction. I wanted to savor this moment. Absorb her scent. Allow her danger to take me entirely, slowly. Then she unzipped her bustier, releasing her tits, large, round and soft. Save for her garter, stockings and high heels, she was naked.

I leaned into her and kissed her stomach. It gave in so slightly to the pressure of my lips. She reacted to my touch by throwing her head back, thrusting her cock upward, and moaning with pleasure. I felt her hair fall over my hands, heavy, silky and soft, and her cock pushed up against my chest... so near to my face.

After she removed my clothing, continuing to seduce me, she again said to me "I'm going to fuck you." She looked so sexy saying that, I lost my breath.

I needed her. My whole body knew it. She knelt down in front of me and my hands ran up her back, pulling her hair up. I grabbed huge handfuls of it, playing with it on top of her head and watching it shimmer in the candlelit room. She gave me a wicked smile and bent down toward my cock. She took in a deep breath with her nose and she ran down the length of my cock and balls, chilling me. Then with her tongue, she began to work my virgin asshole. I fell backward on the bed and spread my legs, succumbing to the irrresistable sensation. Her tongue worked me like a small well oiled cock, penetrating me, lubricating me, and loosening me. She was good. She flipped her hair, and it fell over my leg. It felt so soft, like lingerie on my skin. Her tongue was fully inside me, working in and out. I gasped for air. It was too good. I never knew this pleasure.

Then she she mounted me on the bed. I felt her dick. It was against my leg.

Hard. Wet precum dripping on my leg. She bent down to kiss me. Our tongues interlocked and I grabbed her face. I wanted her desperately. I had to have her. Her hair fell down over us, creating a coccoon where only we existed. We continued to kiss and she began to work her dick up toward my well oiled asshole.

It was there. Her dick pressed against the skin of my sphincter. It was huge. It was long. It was ready. She raised herself up from our kissing and looked me in the eyes. Her grin was wicked. She knew the pain she was about to inflict, and she knew I wanted it. Then she thrust her cock into me, all the way in, until her huge balls slapped against my butt cheeks.

Simultaneously, we both arched our backs and screamed.

The pain was unbelievable, searing, intense. My flesh was tearing against the strain of her huge cock. I could feel her cock head pressing up against my insides as I screamed in pain. When I opened my eyes again, she was watching me, enjoying the sight. The pain began to subside and to be replaced by pleasure and she began to work her cock in and out of my asshole. I watched her work me over. It looked so masculine as her thrusting hips pounded her cock into me. But she was the perfect woman. I loved the contradiction. The she-male mystique. I wanted this woman and to posess her femininity, and I wanted her to be a man and to fuck me with wild abandon. Perfect.

I wrapped my legs around her and brought my cock up into her belly. As she worked my asshole, I began to work my cock, desperate for release, into her warm belly... the belly I had been kissing moments before. I took one of her tits into my mouth and began to suckle on it like a little baby. I was working on animal instinct; fucking, getting fucked, sucking her breast.

Every need was being satisfied.

She was grunting as she pounded into me. "Take it. That's right. Take my dick. Ohhhh." Such masculine sounds coming from her feminine face. "I'm going to come. You want me to come? That's it. I'm gonna come for you."

The words sounded so familiar. Words I had spoken a million times to women were now being spoken to me. I felt like a woman. I liked getting fucked and being spoken to like this.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I want you to fuck me! Harder!" We began to scream at each other. Grunting in desperate cries of pleasure. I was ready to shoot my load into her belly. She was still moving her cock in and out me in violent thrusts that caused deep pleasure. Then I couldn't hold it back any longer and I shot my load into her stomach. I was done, but I still wanted to please her. I was desperate to please her.

She pulled her cock out of my asshole, and she brought her dick up to my face and started masturbating in front of me. I had never been in front of another cock. I watched it, amazed at her skill. Her feminine hands, small and delicate, with red painted nails, was stroking her dick. It looked so natural, yet so foreign. I leaned forward and placed my lips on the tip of her dick. With my tongue, I reached in and felt her urethra open up for me.

Then she screamed and thrust her dick in my mouth as she shot her load.

Gobs of warm semen shot into my mouth, giving me my first taste of cum.

Then she pullled her dick out of my mouth and shot her load all over my face. I was covered in her come. I was buried deep in homosexual evidence, revelling in the forbidden pleasure the moment afforded. I licked my lips, wanting to taste all of her. Decadent. Satisfied.

She sighed, spent, and collapsed into my arms. Her warm bosom fell against mine, and I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her soft hair against her back. Her cock resting against mine, still throbbing, filled me with pleasure. I was complete. She was perfect. Our cocks were together, kissing, wet with cum. I resolved to have her. Every day. Forever. In every way.

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