Suzanne here -- I have a new story and I hope you all enjoy.
First, thanks to my girlfriends Steffie and Jackie and to a very sexy, and smart man whose first letter of his name begins with an R.
Second, Thanks to NIFTY for their patience and opportunity.
You must be 18 or over to read.
I took a week off from work, just to wind down a little. The more stressed I am the more I need to dress en femme. It was a Wednesday morning. I put on some black panties with white lace and butterfly laced, black body stocking. I also put on a touch of perfume. I hung around the house until about 10:30 and decided to go to a matinee. I threw on some of my male cloths, but left the body stocking on underneath. I arrived at the movies and decided to watch 300 again. After all, it is a very visually stunning film. While buying a soda, I noticed a ex-colleague who was in town visiting some relatives. Matthew was about 6 foot, 200 pounds of muscle, short brown hair, and a strong jawed face with a small dimple on his chin. We spoke and shook hands. My skin must have felt soft since I lotioned up this morning. It turned out we were going to the same film and he asked me to join him. I accepted and he even paid for my coke.
We walked in the theater and talking waiting for the movie to start. I always liked him and while he worked with us I was his superior, I thought he was very handsome. I was in my early forties and he was about 10 years younger. He was at the theater to get a way for a few hours from family. He explained his mother could be very overwhelming.
After the movie, I took a chance and with my heart pounding I invited him over if he was not in a hurry to get back to the family. He accepted and I told him to follow me. I was soooo nervous. First, I was scared he might notice my stockings, although I rationally doubted it; however, I must have stilled had a faint girly scent.
Once I arrived home I offered him a drink. He accepted a bear and sat on the couch.
I didn't want to tip off my desires and make a full of myself, so I sat in the love seat across from him. After a couple of bears he opened up about his divorce, his mother, and also lighter side topics such as films, music, and sex. It was a couple of hours later and I walked in the kitchen to make us a late afternoon snack. He followed me in the kitchen and opened another bear. We bumped into each other a couple of times and I treasured it thanking that was as much as this stud was ever going to give a t-girl fag like me.
All of a sudden, I felt his hand on my butt and the other on my waist. He then whispered, "Your scent at the theater has made me incredibly horny." I told him it was just a cologne, but he didn't buy it. He then whipped me around and placed his lips on mine. He had thin lips, but was a great kisser anyway. I placed my hands on his chest and soon our tongues danced. After a couple of minutes, I excused myself to the bathroom.
I grabbed my stash of clothes from my bedroom. I hurriedly put on a little make-up, paying attention to the eyeliner and mascara. I put on black, open toe four inch heels and a choker with a fairy on the front. Then I sprayed more perfume on me, and then my long brunette wig, that fail down to the middle of my back.
He was on the couch when I returned. I stood in the door way. He stood up but I told him to set down. I straddled him and we started to kiss. Soon we were dry humping. I then got o ff him, placed myself in-between his legs. He was wearing some docker shorts. I rubbed his thighs and un-zipped him. I then pulled his shorts and underwear down and placed with his 8 inch, hard as a rock penis. After stroking it, I placed my lips on the head and then licked, sloppered, and sucked his massive cock. He played with my hair and then noticed the pink butterfly tattoo on my back. He said, "Oh, you are a girl aren't you?"
I just kept sucking. I then stood up, grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. Once there, I turned around and we stood there kissing, stopping, looking into each others eyes, and kissing again. He placed his hands on my ass, lightly touching it and then he sqeezed them firmly. He asked if I went by another name.
"Yes, its Suzanne" I replied.
"Well, Suzanne, you have a beautiful body and great legs, I thank I'm going to have to make love to you."
We then laid on the bed with him on top of me. Before I new it his cock was at my back door and my legs were around his waist. I just forgot to lube myself up, but felt he should be wet enough from my blow job. He wasn't! He slowly entered and it hurt, causing me to think my boy-pussy would rip in two. My eyes welled up in tears. He was kissing my neck telling me I was a good girl.
Soon my pussy accepted his length and girth with ease and he began to pound harder. I couldn't take it anymore and my ass orgasm and my cock shoot its load between our stomachs. "What a naughty bitch" he said. He squeezed his fingers in between our stomachs, put them in the semen and raised his hand to my face, smearing my jism all over me. I licked what I could.
"I CUMMING YOU FAGGOT BITCH!!!"
He came in me and then immediately pulled out. I was soooo fulfilled! Now, I was soooo empty.
He then ordered me to reach down and scoop some cum from my ass-pussy and lick his sperm. I did it, smiled, and then kissed him.
I could not believe what he did next. He stood up on the bed and commenced to pie all over my face and chest. I couldn't believe what I did in returned -- I opened my mouth and drank what I could. I then pissed in my panties.
"What a nasty whore you are" Matthew said.
All I could do was smile in agreement.
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