I'm a Chick with a Dick
by Tony Williams
I know I was always destined to be a shemale. For starters, I didn't have an actual dad; Mum was date raped when she was fourteen. Although she tells me that it was the best thing that ever happened to her because the outcome was me, it must've been an awful experience, given that she's always been gay. I've inherited those gay genes; I'm gay in spades. Even as a toddler, I liked to dress as a girl, with Mum's encouragement, and all through my childhood, at home in the house, I wore dresses and frilly knickers. At school I assumed my male identity, though my girlish looks attracted a lot of attention.
At the all-boys grammar school (I'd won a scholarship) I very soon became the centre of attention of those boys who liked to be wanked off by other boys and I quickly learned the joys of cock sucking. I'd read about it and couldn't wait to try it, so at the age of eleven, in a stall in the school bogs, I sucked my first cock. There I was, down on my knees, his rock hard cock in my mouth and my partner of the moment came in less than a minute. Needless to say, I swallowed it all and licked my lips, smiling up at him. My first oral sex adventure set me on a path I've never strayed from. Word got around pretty quickly and soon, at every break and at lunchtime, there I was, with my choice of the day, wanking, sucking and often enjoying reciprocal attention. My girlish looks only became more feminine as I aged.
I left school at the age of sixteen and it was then that Mum, knowing how much I longed to be a girl, suggested hormone treatment and a sympathetic doctor arranged it all, free through the National Health Service. My face became even more elf like, my lips fuller and my hips became curvier. My boobs grew, never very big, but my nipples were delightful, little mounds on top of my tits, and they'd get hard at the slightest touch. My voice had never really broken and remained quite girlish.
When I looked at myself in the mirror, I knew that I was, to say the least, hot! In a short skirt and a lacy camisole, my favourite outfit, the casual observer would never believe that beneath that skirt, restrained by tight knickers, lay my cock, six straight inches when hard, and uncirumcised. (Circumcision is barbaric, nothing more than the mutilation of newborns and should be outlawed. I've met plenty of cut guys who longed for a foreskin, but never met one who'd volunteered to have his foreskin removed and there's no medical justification for it.)
From time to time I'd get hit on by guys who took me for a girl and sometimes they were horrified, embarrassed or even outraged when they felt me up and suddenly had a handful of cock, but others were either curious or delighted, so I was still getting plenty of cocks to play with, to suck and to sit on. Once I'd stretched my sphincter to comfortably accept a big rigid cock, I'd happily take it up the arse. Sometimes I'd like a bit of rough, and play rape games where I was an "abused" victim, loving every minute of it, reveling in the verbal abuse heaped upon me, but most often, I had sex with teenage boys, usually twinks, who liked sucking me off just as much as I loved fellating them.
Things got a lot better after my eighteenth birthday, when I was a "girl" at work and home, because now I could hang out in pubs. I'd got a job in a department store and wangled my way into the lingerie department where I was totally in my element. I rented a tiny flat London's West End, in easy reach of Soho, where there were lots of gay bars. I was amazed at how many lesbians hit up on me, but they were always turned off as soon as they saw my equipment.
Then came that unforgettable day when I walked into one of my gay haunts in Soho. It was a Saturday, at lunch time and the pubs were just opening. At the bar sat an Asian girl of my own age, late teens, who was so fucking gorgeous, my heart nearly stopped. She was wearing a tight cocktail dress, sleeveless with a high collar, a Chinese cheongsam, slit up the side. I sat at an adjacent stool, staring at her. She didn't seem to be put of by my intense gaze; she was probably used to it. To me, she didn't look like a lesbian. She looked me up and down, checking me out and as our eyes met, some kind of spark passed between us.
Beneath my short flared skirt I was wearing a pair of see-through knickers so I swiveled round to face her and parted my legs. She lowered her gaze and looked, and there, perfectly visible to her was my rapidly hardening cock.
"Hello," I said, "I'm Toni."
"Dani," she said taking hold of my offered hand. Her touch was electric. I looked down at her crotch and I wasn't quite sure, but did I see a slight bulge there? Was she a shemale just like me? She saw where I was staring and folded her arms across the top of her thighs to conceal what must have been a semi erect cock. "So, you like to dress up as a girl, huh?"
"I never dress as anything else. I look like a girl, I think like a girl, I feel like a girl and just like any girl, I like cocks. How about you, Dani? What gets you excited?" She unfolded her arms and leaned back, revealing that she did have a hard cock beneath her cheongsam. Fortunately, the barman was at the other end of the bar and wasn't looking our way.
"Any hot guy in a dress. And you?"
"Any girl with a cock. I think you and I should get to know each other."
"We could go into the toilet," she suggested.
"The bogs in these Soho dives are never exactly love nests," I pointed out, "but I live nearby and I have a nice, big bed with clean sheets and a lovely bathroom. It's a five minute walk."
"What are we waiting for?" We downed our drinks and left.
Do I wish I'd been born a girl? No, not really. Yes, I'd have the pleasure of wearing feminine clothes and undies, and the joy of being kissed and fucked by handsome men, but I love my own cock too much to regret my Y chromosome. I wank several time a day, in addition to any manual or oral stimulation I receive from others, and I enjoy looking at my naked or sexily dressed body. So much cum had dripped down my full length mirror that there's a grungy spot on the carpet at the bottom.
Yes, I admit that if I were a girl, I'd love having cocks up my vagina, but would it be any better than having one thrust up my rectum, as I enjoy so often? And would I know how utterly thrilling it is to have my cock sucked by a sexy twink? As a shemale, I can fuck and be fucked so I enjoy the best of all possible worlds.
No sooner were we in the door of my flat when we flung our arms around each other and thrust our tongues into each other's mouths. Our bodies pressed together and I could feel her cock getting harder by the second as it pressed against mine. As her hand reached down to lift my skirt and fondle me, I unzipped her dress at the back and slid it off her shoulders. Her tits, like my own, didn't need a bra and as I pushed her dress down over her hips, I lowered my head and kissed her nipples, which popped right up. I dropped to a squat and slid the dress down over her hips and was delighted to see a pair of flimsy pale blue knickers with lace round the legs, bulging in front. She wore a pair of thigh-high grip-top stockings and as the dress fell to the floor, I kissed her knickers at the apex of the bulge. She bent and lifted me by the elbows until I stood upright, then unfastened my skirt and let it fall. I was wearing a pair of tap pants that had belonged to my mother, loose in the leg and lace trimmed, now tented by my own rigid cock. We pushed our hands down the front of each other's knickers and took hold of each other's cocks.
It's hard to describe the intense pleasure I derive from having a tumescent dick in my hand, especially that first touch. With any gay guy, it's marvelous, but with this lovely girl, it was twice as exciting, and the feel of her hand on me added to the intense thrill.
"Let's slow down, Dani," I said. "We wanna make this think last, don't we?"
"Yes," she breathed in my ear, "last for the whole fucking week!" I laughed.
"Come into the bedroom." I took her hand and led her into my boudoir with its nice big bed, all flounces and ruffles. We stood in front of the mirrored closet doors, our arms round each other's shoulders, looking at ourselves. There stood two gorgeous girls, one blonde European and one dark haired Asian, their sexy knickers bulging at the front invitingly.
"I've never been with a shemale before," I confessed, "or any kind of girl."
"Oh, Toni, you're in for a treat. I'm ready to do anything you want. Tell my what turns you on."
"Arousing my partner and making him, or in this case, her, cum. Whatever you want, I'm more than ready for it."
"Right now I want to see what's inside those gorgeous knickers."
"Go ahead, take a look." She dropped to her knees and pulled my cock from the leg of my tap pants. It almost poked her in the face. She slid my foreskin back and licked my glans with the tip of her tongue, looked up at me, her eyes filled with adoration then popped it in her mouth. Oh, what pure joy, she was a cock sucker like me. She put her tongue on the underside its head and rolled my skin forward. The touch of her tongue, now inside my foreskin, almost made me cum right there, so I pulled back. She immediately understood that I was right on the edge and smiled up at me.
"I wanna suck you," I said and she stood as I dropped to my knees. I caressed her iron hard cock through the silky material of her knickers, then pulled them down at the front and hooked them under her balls,taking hold of her cock and wrapping my lips round it.
If having a cock in my hand is thrilling, then one in my mouth is an order of magnitude better, and this was no ordinary cock; it was the cock of a girl like me! Whether it's the sheer depravity of the act, or the knowledge of how much pleasure it gives, cock sucking is what I live for and hers was a beauty, a full six inches, perfectly straight and slender, not bad for a petite Asian. I took it all the way in to the back of my throat, my mastery of the gag reflex perfected long ago. This gorgeous cock was going to fit beautifully up my bum. I began one of my world class blow jobs, using my lips and tongue, one hand fondling her balls, the other with a fingertip pressed against her rosebud. She was groaning with pleasure, but after a minute or so, she pulled away, clearly on the edge of cumming.
"Let's get on the bed," I said and we lay side by side, fingering each other's nipples and gently fondling each other's cocks, still perfectly rigid. I told her about my childhood, wearing dresses as a little boy and about all the cocks I'd wanked and sucked at school, going on to describe some of my more depraved encounters with gay, and sometimes straight, guys.
"I love seducing a straight guy who's only ever fucked women," I told her, "and making him aware that he has a gay side. It gives me a sense of power." She laughed and told me she grew up much the same way, wanting to be a girl, but like me, enjoying letting guys have their way with her. She eagerly told me about the two short affairs she'd had with other shemales.
"I knew how they felt when they watched me undress," she told me, "and my stiff cock came into view, turning me from a girl into something as unique as they were. I was so proud to show off my cock and I couldn't keep my hands or my lips off theirs. The great thing about having sex with another ladyboy is that we both know exactly how the other is feeling and we can play into that, bringing each other to amazing heights of pleasure. I love being fucked. Every morning I have a deep triple enema so that I'm always nice and clean in case I meet a dishy guy who wants to molest me. Or a dishy tranny like you."
"I'm the same. A cock up my cunt is heaven."
"You call it your cunt?"
"That's how I think of it; an orifice to stick a cock in. I have a different way to get clean. I unscrew the shower head from its flexible tube, turn the water on and push the end up my boy-cunt. The feeling of being filled up is wonderful. I'd love it if you fucked me right now." I lifted my knees up beside my chest, rotating my lower body to elevate my bum and she slid down the bed and positioned herself on her knees. She took my knickers off and pressed the tip of her cock against my hole.
"Ready?" I nodded and relaxed, bearing down to open up for her. It slid in like a shotgun shell into a twelve bore. It's hard to describe the feeling of being fucked; straight people might think of it as disgusting, but to me it's a sacrament. It used to hurt when it was first pushed past my sphincter, but now I'm so accustomed to it that the initial feeling of being penetrated, violated, abused in this delicious way is unparalleled. Knowing that I'm thrilling my partner is perhaps the best part. Dani, bless her heart, took the weight of her upper body on one arm and used her other hand to take hold of my cock and wank me. In turn, I used my forefingers and thumbs to roll her nipples and pinch them, just enough to cause a little pain, because that's just what I like and I guessed she was the same. Again, our coupling was short lived, the pleasure for her (and me) so intense that she was dangerously close to cumming and there were lots of things we wanted to do before our final climaxes.
"Fuck me, Toni," she said as she pulled out and got on all fours, her bum elevated, freely offered to me. I knelt behind her and licked her rosebud, pushing my tongue as far in as it would go, then lubed up my cock and pressed the tip to her hole. "Do it!" she cried. "Fuck me up my girly cunt, you fucking gorgeous slut!" I thrust into her, hearing her gasp with pleasure. Her bum was as relaxed as mine, but tight enough to encase my cock like a warm, wet glove. I reached under her and stroked her lovely cock as I slowly thrust in and out. "Take it out and put it in again," she groaned. "I love that first push. Do it over and over!" I did as she said, repeatedly entering her inviting boy-cunt, as she kept repeating her command to fuck her. It wasn't long before I was right on the edge, so I pulled out one last time and rolled on to my back. "You were going to cum?" she asked. "Don't cum just yet, my darling, there's so much more we want to do, right?"
"Exactly. And when you do cum, I want it on my face."
"I want yours in my mouth so I can swallow it." What a lovely thought!
"But I need to pee," she said. "Where's your toilet?"
"Right here," I said, pointing to my open mouth. She laughed.
"You like to drink pee?"
"Every drop I can get. Have you ever tried it?"
"Once or twice. It was better than I'd thought. I could acquire a taste for it, in fact, I'd swallow anything that came out of your cock. Your precum was pretty tasty." She straddled my upper body and bent her cock down so it pointed at my face. I reached above my head and pulled a pillow beneath my neck to lift my head so I could take her cock into my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around it and gave her a gentle slap on the bum to signal my readiness. My mouth immediately filled with her delicious pee and I swallowed rapidly to keep up with her flow. Looking up at her face, I could see the excitement in her eyes. My mouth filled three times before she was empty. She pulled her cock out and lay on top of me, kissing me, her tongue thrusting into my mouth.
"I can taste my pee," she said when she came up for air. "I can see why you like it. Can I drink yours?" Oh, what sweet joy! I'd found another pee lover, just like myself. She swiveled round so she was kneeling beside me and took my cock into her mouth. I let go and had the thrill of watching her Adam's apple bob as she swallowed it all. Afterwards, she licked her lips and pronounced it delicious.
"Like champagne," she declared.
"More like a fine pale ale," I said, "But whatever, pee is so fucking exciting. Next time you fuck me, I want you to pee inside me. We'd better do it in the shower," I said, "because it'll leak out. I've never had a piss enema; this is gonna be awesome!"
She lay beside me, her feet up at the top of the bed and it was perfectly natural that we should both take each other's cocks in our mouths and suck each other off. I was so fucking turned on that I came first, deep into her throat, and even though, as usual, I became immediately sexually drained, I continued to suck her, not for the pleasure it gave me, but because I wanted her to enjoy our encounter as much as I did, and it wasn't long before she came, remembering to pull out at the last second so my face was splattered with the five or six squirts of her love cream. With my hands, I spread it all over my face, then licked my palms to taste her. It seemed to please her immensely.
We lay side by side, utterly spent and contented. Soon we drifted off to sleep.
I awoke to the sensation of soft lips enfolding my cock, which immediately became hard and I reached for hers, already fully erect. Having cum just an hour earlier, I could now let her suck me to my heart's content with little danger of cumming prematurely. As she looked up into my eyes, I could see how excited she was to have my cock in her mouth. After a while, I told her it was my turn to have fun and went down on her, sucking and licking her, taking her balls in my mouth and rimming her love hole while wanking her with my hand.
We played with my sex toys, pushing butt plugs and vibrators up each other, then sat facing each other, my thighs over hers and used my double ended dildo to fuck each other while mutually masturbating each other.
Later, having cum again and recovered, we went through my extensive wardrobe of sexy dresses and underwear, most of which my Mum had bought for me years earlier, but they still fitted both of us. I dressed her as a schoolgirl, with white cotton knickers and knee high white socks, then slowly undressed her, pulling her knickers down with my teeth. I tried on the knickers and stockings she's been wearing when we met; having my cock nestling where hers had been was a new turn-on for me. She stroked the front of those knickers until I came in them, soaking the front, and she took them off me and put them on herself.
"Wearing my knickers soaked with your cum is a first for me," she said. " I love it!"
Three days later, she moved into my flat and now we live together as wife and wife. The sex is fantastic and we're forever dreaming up new ways to arouse each other, but nothing is quite as satisfying as sucking her cock and letting her fuck me, and she claims the same. We've searched on line and found other shemales like us who are into ladyboys and invited the younger, sexier ones to join us in our depraved, shameless adventures. The novelty of a threesome is great, but the love Dani and I have for each other overshadows everything.
We've perfected the art of making videos of our activities, flaunting ourselves for the camera and the world, uploading them to the internet so the whole world can watch as two chicks with dicks happily perform for them.
The end