Synopsis: Written in first person, it was my first attempt at erotic fiction.
I actually wrote it as a mash letter to Wendi of http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/6487/. This piece began a series of sexually explicit writings that are really just excuses to talk about she-male sex. In this one I walk into a bar, see her, we go to her place, and have sex. There are elements of transformation fantasy thrown in for good measure.
I can see you from behind as I enter the bar. Your long slender body perched atop the barstool, catches my attention as I take a table behind you. I pause a few moments to take you in. Your brown wavy hair cascades down to the tip of your buttocks in lustrous curls, catching the light of the neon signs. As you talk to the bartender, your head sways, causing your hair to flow gently across your white satin dress, like an ocean of brunette curls lapping against your shore.
Your outift is skintight, enhancing your wonderully long curved body. Its tight satin rides high on your thigh and low down your back, exposing your deep, dark, exotic complexion. I can follow the line of your fishnet stockings disappearring down impossibly long legs into your high heels and up into your nether regions. I get a tingle up my spine as I appreciate the length of your body, its curves, and your shimmering long hair, and for a moment I am in bed with you, locked in a passionate embrace.
I am startled from my fantasy as you begin to turn around on your barstool.
I can't seem to catch my breath as your exotic beauty begins to overstimulate my senses. Luscious full red lips gently part as you smile and your eyes, dark and as deep as the ocean, convey worldly passion. Your dress is tested to the limit as your breasts are pushed up revealing mounds of jiggling cleavage. As I continue to stare at you, you are now at three quarters view, looking off to an acquaintance in the corner of the bar. One of your legs drops off the barstool, the tip of your highheel shoe reaches for the floor, extending and showing off the full length and shape of your perfectly formed legs. Your figure, now in full view, is built for sex -- tall lean and curvacious.
Again you laugh, causing your breasts to struggle underneath their tight constraints and jiggle sensually, and your hair to swish back and forth, finally resting down your slender arms and caressing your thigh. My fantasies are aroused as I imagine approaching you from behind for penetration and getting lost in your curls as they massage my body all the way down to my cock. I begin to get hard.
As you turn back to the bar, I pause to catch my breath, but my fantasies don't subside. I have to meet you. I must sleep with you. But first I have to wait for my hardon to subside. Then I'll go up to stool next to you and start in with some small talk.
As I'm looking down, finalizing my plan, I hear a deep feminine whisper of a voice in my ear and feel the gentle swish of hair on my shoulder. Your moist breath is in my ear and on my neck. "I know what you are thinking" you say slowly and sensually, like a slow grind of two bodies in deep sex. "Why don't you buy me a drink?"
And with that, you slide to the seat across from me, your scent filling my lungs, your proximity fueling my desire. As you sit down, your breasts jut out in front, teasing me to grab them. Your hair flows dramatically with ribbons of curls and comes to a rest covering the left side of your body with its shimmering beautiful softness.
I am still left speechless with your breath leaving a tickling sensation on my neck. I try to focus, to get a hold of this moment, of this beautiful, and obviously sexual, being sitting accross the table from me. As I lift my eyes up from your breasts, I catch your eyes looking knowingly at me. You know what I'm thinking! At first I'm embarrassed, but ultimately, I'm overwhelmed by your directness. I look into your eyes for a moment further and just begin to fully realize how truly beautiful you are. You have an erotic and exotic aura about you that is competely intoxicating. I feel enveloped in a web of sexual desire, like an embrace of tits, flesh, hair and lips swirling about me. You give a wink that says you are aware of everything that has gone between us, that you are fully aware of your awesome power over me.
I look to the bartender in a feeble attempt to order two drinks, and to get my feet back on level ground. He has anticipated my move, and is already approaching our table with two shots of tequila. He sets them down on the table and retreats back to his station behind the bar. You reach for one of the drinks and lift it up toward me as if to propose a toast. With a wry smile, you say "A toast: to the secret desires within all of us." I return a quizzical look, trying my best to look in control, then lift my glass. You toss yours back and slam your drink back down on the table. I do the same.
Then, without warning, you reach across the table, put your hand on mine, and in that same husky whisper of a voice say to me "You are coming with me."
Back in your room, I have been left in your living room while you "freshen up." I look around the dimly lit place for clues to you, but remain non plussed. I am aware of something deeply mysterious about you, but I can't put my finger on it. I sit a few moments trying to anticipate my next move, hoping my hard-on isn't too obvious.
I hear the door to the bathroom open, and you emerge in a stunning outfit of sexual undergarments, and your incredibly long sea of curls looks, if anything, even longer and more inviting. Your red corset with six sets of garters, hugs your dark long frame into submission. You walk directly across the room, still wearing your high heels and kneel down in front me while I still stand in absolute awe of your exotic sexual beauty. As if on a feeding frenzy, you pull down my pants, whip out my still hard cock, and swallow it slowly into the deepest recesses of your throat. Down and down, and still further down until my cock tickles your larynx, your lips opening and closing around the base of my cock. Your head tilting as you take me into your throat. Your hair comes around your back, as if on its own, and caresses my thigh as you envelope my stiffness with your whole being. Your efforts result in an immediate reward of cum shooting down your throat and into your stomach, warming you from the inside. You groan from the mutual throbbing of my cock and your mouth, and begin reaching your arms around my buttocks in our first embrace.
Slowly, you release my cock from your throat, and draw it out through your mouth, being careful to slurp out the last traces of my semen and to taste every drop. Your lips draw around my penis and close around the tip, leaving me exposed against the cool air tickling my wet cock.
You grab my arms, and pull me down to your wicked smiling face so that we may kiss. Our open mouths meet and our tongues begin to dance. Even your tongue is a wicked seducer, dancing and teasing like a polynesian harem girl. I can taste my cum in your mouth and I'm turned on by it. As your lips pull away, our bodies get closer, and I can feel your breasts pushing up against my hard nipples. Your face fills my senses as you look directly into my eyes, a moist sexual air passing between us. Your breath is on my face as you say 'take me.' Then you rip off my shirt and begin to suckle my breast. As I look down I see your beautiful mass of hair sliding slowly off your back and down your side, onto the floor, resting into a pile of brunette curls on the carpet. Your tongue tickles my nipples as your hands run up and down my back alternately rubbing and tickling, sending a shiver up and down my spine. You begin to suck feverishly on my nipple, harder and ever harder until I begin to cry in pain. But it is a beautiful arousing pain that I have never before felt. You continue to suck and suck as I imagine that I have huge breasts, just like yours, and I am offering them to you. I can barely comprehend the extent of the excitement that I feel as I am overcome by this fantasy of myself wrapped up in feminine attire with breasts being suckled by a beautiful woman.
In that moment, you push away from me and quickly turn around, your hair whipping past my face, tickling my whole body and filling my senses with its fragrant curls. You are immediately across the room, bending over an ottoman and arching your back with your buttocks stretching upward. You turn your head around and say again "take me." You turn your head back around, and arch your back even further, tilting your head impossibly backward and causing your hair to cascade down your back past your buttocks to the recesses of your crack. Through the curls of your hair, I can see the inviting opening of your anus, pushed further outward by the continuing rocking motion of your rear end. Again you say "Take me. Take me!" simultaneously begging and demanding that I respond to your plea. I begin to approach, knowing that you want me to take you in your rear end.
As I reach your butt, I take my cock in one hand and place the head up against your anus and begin to rub it into the folds of skin. I decide to tease you by rubbing deeper, occasionally crossing your opening and pausing to push in, only to continue on in a sexual massage of your nether regions.
Occasionally, in my playfullness, I rub down further under your crack, and then pull up to work it into the farthest extent of the upper reaches of your butt. Soon I realize that you have been teasing me more than I have been teasing you. I am so excited that I can't wait any longer to be inside you.
With one hand on your hip, and the other on my cock, I begin to massage deeper and deeper into the skin near your anus. As you wave your buttocks around and moan begging me to enter, your long hair draped down into the crevice of your butt and around your sides. My cock begins to work deeper, eventually gaining entrance into your anus, your opening feels like it is trying to suck me in. I let go of my cock and grab your hips with both hands making a feeble attempt at restraint by trying to work my cock slowly into your anus.
I work deeper and deeper in circular motion, fighting off your efforts to pull me in with your writhing seductive motions. Slowly, I gain entry, until I can feel the length of my cock swallowed up by your pulsating anus. I can feel your anal orgasms riding up and down my cock, pulling me ever further into your wet inviting recesses. Now, fully in, I can feel myself pushing up against your insides, causing you to groan in painful ecstacy. Your hair tickles my stomach as I repeatedly enter and retreat your warm hole.
As I begin to work into a rythm, I reach around your body and caress your huge breasts, grabbing and squeezing with each thrust of my cock. I work my hands along your corsetry, and caress your soft skin and the long brown curls that surround them. I grab your hair from the nape of your neck, lift it up and let it begin to run through my fingers, the curls tossing, turning and draping in an ever changing pool of light and dark, its softness increasingly intoxicating. I take in a full breath of the scent of your curls as you begin another anal orgasm and start writhing frantically, causing my cock to convulse repeatedly in a rythm with you. I use your hair like the reigns of a wild stallion, holding on as the wild ride looms out of my control. You continue to buck, writhe and groan as I pound your ass ever deeper and harder.
I reach again for your hips and hold on desperately as I continue to work your pulsating anus, in and out, in and out. Then in a moment of passion I am driven to wrap my arms around you in a fitful embrace as we continue to drive our bodies toward a frantic convulsive climax. I am overcome by frenzy, the likes of which I have never known and my mind wanders back to the fantasy I had while you suckled my breast. Again I am a woman, with full round breasts and the finest woman's undergarments. Only this time, I am fucking you --a beautiful woman creature-- from behind. I am a woman with a cock, embracing in a lesbian love. Appreciating a woman in a way that only another woman can, sliding my cock in and out and pulsating repeatedly with her every shudder and movement. I am kissing your ear, feeling the softness of your hair down the length of my beautiful female form and fucking like a madwoman. My huge tits tickle and shiver under the excitement as I fondle your breasts from behind. I'm now throwing my long female hair back, feeling it rub against my writhing body as our fucking intensifies. My hands reaching down into your panties reveal your moist cock, wet from desire. We are now two she-men, engaged in a passionate female fuck frenzy. I reach further into your panties, my cock still pushing deep into your anus, to massage your man balls. I release your nuts from their lacy constraints and and work my hand up the entire length of your generous male appendage, getting your pre-cum to run down the length of my forearm and into the palm of my hand as I rub the head of your cock with my hand. I am swirling in lesbian ecstacy and fantastical delight as I pound your ass, smell your long hair and work your cock with my knowing hands.
My fantasy takes over completely as I work into an unbridled sexual mania. I pull my throbbing cock out of your ass, and turn you over onto the carpet, your beautiful hair draping down the length of your body, clurls flowing every which way. Our feminine forms face each other, tits to tits, cock to cock. I quickly spread spread your legs, find your warm opening again and work my cock into your ass. Your balls jiggle in time with your large breasts while my long hair flows over my engorged tits and tickles your penis as we rock back and forth. Over and over again we moan like two women in an irretractable sexual frenzy, cumming over and over again. I drape my still pumping body over yours, our hair mingling, our tits kissing each other in our tight bodices. I can feel your cock against my stomach, pushing up and down in a desperate effort to get attention. I push my stomach into it and feel your head grind into my navel, wetting it, searching for an opening.
Your wet cock begins to fuck my stomach as I pound your ass repeatedly. We begin to fuck in time. In and out, again and again. Cocks dancing in wet flesh, writhing and pulsating with the rythm of your continued anal orgasms.
You moan and grab my face with your hands and we lock tongues while the motion of our bodies continues relentlessly. As we kiss, our groans get louder, our cocks pump faster and we embrace, bodies locking tightly forcing our tits upward into our faces until your anus grabs my cock tight, stopping me completely. Its hold is intense, causing me to wince in pain as your cock pushes up into my belly harder, farther, searching for my opening, finally pulsating in a blast of cum that sprays into our tightly clenched bodies. My excitement is so overwhelming that I begin to cum while your anus continues the tight hold on my cock. Slow building pulsating cum exits my penis into your asshole while your cock pushes and sprays cum further into our embracing bodies, lubricating our movements. Your anus begins to release and I explode inside of you, your cock, mine, and your anus all pulsating to the same hypnotic rythm. All at once, my female form is complete and married to yours as we writhe in mutual sexual satisfaction, breast against breast, female form against female form, cock against cock. We continue to embrace as our pulsating orgasms slow and surge back and forth, playing off one another.
Our sexual dance comes to an end as we both fall asleep.