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I know what I bring to the table and I know if you pull up a chair you will feast like you have never done before. I let my freak flag fly with all the colors of the rainbow. I know how to satisfy all types of men and women. I can tell by the way you look at me that your mind is racing and you want to cum over for dinner. You find my feminine beauty tantalizing and yet my huge cock has you mesmerized with thoughts of what it would feel like in your mouth. The idea of a soft woman’s touch, gently caressing your body, sending shivers of delight down your spine. the sweet tender kisses that will cover you from head to toe bringing your dick to a throbbing erection is driving you wild. You know I will take my time and give you everything you need before taking your balls into my mouth, licking them gently, caressing your ass with my tongue and gently stroking your cock before sliding it in between my lips and rolling my tongue around the head. You want to explode but I am not going to let you do so just yet. Taking your hand I place it on my breast encouraging you to tease my hard nipples with your touch. As I moan you place your lips on them and begin sucking them into your mouth while letting your hand slide down to my cock now covered in pre-cum. You want to take it into your mouth but your desire to be fucked is taking over your body. I know what you need darling and I lay you on your back in front of me placing your feet on my shoulders with your ass opened and ready for me. I go agonizingly slow at first, careful not to touch your throbbing cock, slowly inching my way into you. When I finally bury myself all the way inside you I place my hand at the base of your cock and as I slowly slide out I slowly slide my hand up your shaft. I feel you bucking towards me, silently begging me to fuck you, writhing under me. The pleasure and passion building to a desire that is on the verge of being uncontrollable. Yet I take my time I want us both to enjoy this. You can’t take it any longer and you throw me down on the bed mounting me and riding my dick like a cowboy rides a Brahma Bull at a rodeo, jerking your dick hard and fast as you ride up and down. Just watching you sends me over the edge and I explode, sending a huge load of warm jizz deep into your tight hot ass. As my reward you get off me and slam your hard cock into me and in just a few strokes you fill me up too. We fall together exhausted and satiated and into a deep sleep.
I have known her for years. Not bad looking, wonderful personality, great sense of humor, very smart and also very gay. She has never dated a boy that I know of. Never kissed a man that I know of. She has always known that she likes women and has never been ashamed to admit it or hidden it in any way. It is one of the things that I admire the most in her. Just as I have always accepted her for who she is, she has done the same for me. So when I started transgender surgery and I was so scared she was always supportive and by my side. I couldn’t ask for a better friend. The other day when she was over for a girls night of dinner and a movie, I had no clue that it would turn out like it did. After the movie she looked at me very seriously and said that she would like to try fucking a dick. She said that real men disgust her and the idea of sleeping with a body covered in hair was not something she could even stomach. My heart sunk, I knew what was coming next and was not sure how to handle it. Sure enough she asked me if I would be willing. Her reasoning was that I was a beautiful woman, soft and sensitive, but since I still had a dick and she knew I used it frequently, why not try it with me. I have always found her attractive in so many ways that my dick had a mind of it’s own and even though my mind was screaming “NO!” My cock was rock hard and very visible. She asked me to teach her how to suck cock, how to handle it like a girl would. In the end she liked it more then she thought she would and I liked it more then I care to admit I did. I guess I will have to wait to see what happens next.
I am not much into football but when he approached me with a bet I decided to take it. No matter what the out come of the game I am going to enjoy every minute of this.
Five thousand dollars is on the table. That would put a big dent in my surgery fund.
Here is the deal. He is into tease and denial, edge play, but he can never find anyone that makes it last long enough to satisfy him. So he is coming over for the Super Bowl game. If I can tease him for the entire game and not make him cum he will give me five thousand dollars. I have to be touching him in some fashion the entire game with the exception of half time. If I can make him last all the way through the game, I get the five thousand.
Now for the side bet. He told me to pick a team, if my team wins then he will fuck me when the game is over and if his team wins then I have to do what ever he wants so that he can finally cum after all that teasing. he won’t tell me what that is.
It doesn’t really matter, either way I win for sure!
So it is game time baby, Sunday is the day!
By the way he let me pick first. I know nothing about who is playing so I picked the team with the prettiest helmet. I picked the silver ones with the red white and blue man on the side. I didn’t like the dark green color and the mean looking bird on the other one.
Do you think I might get fucked for all my effort on top of winning the five thousand?
We met purely by chance. He is a very handsome man and I was instantly attracted to him. We talked for hours. He told me all about his wife and family. I told him all that I could about myself, with out scaring him away. We had been talking for about an hour when he reached over and grabbed my hand. Looking deep into my eyes he told me how easy it was to talk to me and how much it meant to him. I felt the electricity flow and I knew we would see each other again.We left the bar and sat in my car puffing on a joint. Neither of us wanted to leave but it was getting late and he had to get home.
I thought about him all night long and when the phone rang in the morning and I heard his voice I couldn’t help but touch myself while we talked. He asked if we could meet again that evening, same place, same time and of course I said yes.
He walked in with a hand full of roses and a note that told me there was more then roses in the box. The note said “some girls like flowers, some girls like trees” He already knew me well.
I invited him to my place where we could talk, have a bite to eat and enjoy the trees he had bought me. I was so nervous but it felt so right.
We got to my place, I handed him the bong and the weed and took the flowers into the kitchen to put them in a vase. mixing him a drink, I asked him what he would like to eat. I almost dropped his drink when his reply was “YOU!”
How was I going to tell him there was more to me than meets the eye? I didn’t want to scare him away. We sat and began talking again while hitting the bong. He sure gets some dank ass weed. The higher we got the hornier we got.
Finally he leaned over and kissed me and the spark was undeniable. I got on my knees and took his hard cock into my mouth. Sucking it and twirling my tongue around it for all it was worth, not knowing if he would run when it was his turn or not. He exploded in my mouth and took my face in his hands kissing me deeply before pulling away and saying “I know and I don’t care” My mouth fell open, I couldn’t believe it. And then he gently pulled my throbbing dick out and made love to it with his mouth like no one ever has before.
It is time to put away all the holiday decorations and start this new year. There in the corner of my closet I find this present. The paper it is wrapped in is to die for. I can’t stop laughing as I read the label that says “To: Zetta Love: Santa” Who put this here? Who could be my secret Santa? Who ever it is they sure have a sense of humor. I do the normal shake of the box trying to figure out what is inside. It takes me several minutes to come to the conclusion that I have no fucking clue what it could be. Honestly I am almost scared to open it. Judging from the wrapping it could be anything. Finally I take the box to my couch and sit down to open it. I am very cautious, going so slow and ready for something to jump out at me or something. I don’t know why I expect something to happen. Very gingerly I lift the lid and then I see it and I can’t stop laughing. Really? I have so many crazy friends any one of them could have done this. The little note says “take good care of this and use it wisely” If any one was looking at me at this moment they would think I was slap ass crazy. Laughing hysterically starring into this box. It is a ten inch black strap on. The one thing I don’t need is another dick! Thanks to who ever left this for me, you made my day!
When I opened the door and saw her big green eyes with the flecks of yellow and that big smile I felt that familiar tingle building in my groin.
In an instant we were in each others arms our tongues dancing around each other. Our hard nipple pressing against each other. Our bodies pressed hard together.
Moving in unison, kissing, groping, ripping each others clothes off we were lost in the moment.
Finally naked we took a minute to enjoy the site of our naked bodies before grabbing each other again. Our bulbous heads rubbing against each other, precum covering our shafts while we ground into each other with desire.
Kissing and grinding until our heavy balls spewed cum all over each others stomach.
Laying together in our silent embrace, words are not needed. It won’t be long and we will be savoring each others bodies again. What a wonderful surprise to have her just show up at my door unannounced, unexpected and uninhibited.
The leaves are changing colors and dropping from the trees. Animals are foraging for food and preparing to hunker down for the winter. Hunters are dressed in camouflage with their manly guns, hunting for meat like cave men.
It is a very primitive time of year. And very erotic in a way.
Some friends of mine that enjoy the sport of hunting invited me on a hunting trip last week. Laughing hysterically I told them I don’t know how to shoot a gun nor could I ever kill a living creature.
They told me not to worry I could sit at the hunting cabin, enjoy the peace and quiet of the woods, as long as I made sure they had dinner when they got home from the hunt.
After thinking about it I agreed, and I am glad I did!
I spent my days reading, listening to the radio and sitting out side in the open jerking my cock that seemed to stay hard more then normal out there in nature.
It was fun making sure the manly men were fed and taken care of in the evenings. And I liked sitting around the fire with them listening to the stories of the day and drinking beer.
On the very last day of our trip, one of them came in early and there I was, eyes closed sitting outside, cock in hand beating my meat hard and fast.
I felt someone looking at me but I was to far gone to stop, look or care.
When I finally blew my load and opened my eyes there he was with his dick in his hand.
He came to me and told me that he had never had the guts to approach me and that inviting me was his idea. He knew this was his last chance to come to me and tell me what he had always wanted.
I took him by the hand and led him inside. By the cabin fire I kissed him gently working my way down to his throbbing cock. Taking it into my mouth and working my magic, my dick got hard again as his body responded.
I sat back and asked him what he wanted to experience. I told him not to speak it to just lead me and I would follow.
Tentatively he put his mouth on my dick. I knew he had never sucked a dick before. But he mimicked what I did to him and he was fabulous.
He looked at me and asked if it would be OK if he stopped before I came. He wanted to feel me inside him and he wanted to be inside me.
I was delighted and took him gently, licking his tight virgin ass before stroking him as I eased in. He responded by rocking back against me and moaning. His desire brought me to orgasm quickly and before I knew it he was inside me fucking me with all the passion he had pent up.
He came deep inside me and kissed me hard, thanking me.
We laid on the blanket in each others arms for a while before cleaning each other up and cooking dinner together.
I guess my hunter bagged a deer on this trip. Just not a four legged one, a three legged one.
I had to put an ad in the paper for house keeping help. There was just no way around it.
I interviewed so many people that I lost count but when I met Rory, a sweet young man that was a touch on the feminine side, I just knew he was was the one.
I am only particular about one thing, my panties. I guess you could say I have a panty fetish. I have two drawers full of nothing but silky soft panties in every color, shape and style you could imagine!
I came home early yesterday and to my surprise Rory was sitting on the floor in my bathroom surrounded by every pair of panties that was in my hamper with one pair that was full of cum in his face licking them.
WHAT A NAUGHTY MAID!
Despite the original rush of anger at the site of him with my precious panties. The vision of him licking the cum out of them made my dick instantly hard.
I didn’t give away how fucking hot I was, instead I acted upset.
Begging me not to fire him, pleading that he needed this job, Rory confessed his secret. Rory is a panty worshiper. Which I guess is just about the same as having a panty fetish.
He explained just how he felt, how the silky feel of the material stirred something in him, not only when he held them but when he wore them and felt them against his body or when he saw them on others and touched and licked them. How he could cum with out touching himself when he smelled and licked panties.
It really didn’t matter if they belonged to a woman and were filled with her juices. Or if they were filled with the cum of her lover that dripped into them mixed with her own juices. Or if they belonged to a man or a transgendered person and were soaked with sperm.
It wasn’t the fluid as much as the panties and the idea that he was licking the sex off them, and how they felt in his hands and on his mouth and face or being rubbed on his body.
He never had to touch his cock, which was so much smaller then other men. for it to spew cum from his love for panties.
By the time he was done explaining all this to me, stirring the same feelings that I have, I was ready to explode. My own dick was throbbing in the silky pink panties that I had on.
Yanking him up from the floor, I ripped my skirt off and pushed his head into my dick as it spew cum all in my panties, making him lick it all off.
He was as surprised to see my cock as he was pleased to be licking the cum off me.
I think I am keeping my naughty maid.
Every girl loves to be pampered. I am no exception to that rule. Spoiling myself is a treat I not only deserve but demand.
There is nothing better then going to the saloon and getting a mani/pedi. Being pampered every few weeks is a day I so look forward to.
My dick is always stiff when I know it is mani/pedi day because I use this day for a little erotic fun as well as being spoiled.
Getting ready to head out I choose what I will wear carefully. It must be sexy. It must show a great deal of cleavage. And it must be a very short skirt with either no panties or panties that clearly out line my big man cock.
I never go to the same saloon twice, unless the nail tech is a male that seems pleased with the treat I provide.
I always request a male tech. They do the mani first and I make sure to flirt openly and shamelessly. Always leaning over and showing off my beautiful tits. Making sure to capture his full attention and erection.
When it comes time for the pedi I sit demurely in the chair anticipating the perfect timing to spread my legs and reveal my surprise.
I love the reactions I get. It doesn’t matter if it is shock, surprise, admiration, curiosity or desire. Each reaction arouses me and I always go home and pump my hard cock thinking about it.
Mani/pedi day is my favorite day of all!