The girl next door (5 of 5)
story by TV
What an incredible, unbelievable change in my life the last few weeks have been. I was reeling from the discovery of my true nature. I have to admit that after my night out with Gina when we went to Purple and I had the back of my head rubbed by every trannie's hard cock that passed behind my chair I couldn't wait to go back... alone. Which is exactly what I did as soon as I could. In fact, I almost lived there all week long after that fateful weekend of fucking and being fucked by my gorgeous tgirl neighbor. I had finally found the missing key in my life and I was determined to make up for lost time. I was going to fuck and be fucked by every tgirl I could find who was willing to let me bed her. And it seemed to me that tgirls are pretty willing to bedded by anyone, as long as the guy's cock is big and hard and full of white hot sticky cum-juice.
I went to Purple after work every single day even if it was very slow in the early evenings. Apparently tgirls don't really show their faces in public till after 11 PM. But in the meantime, there were a lot of other fun things to do in that place. For one thing, I learned all about glory holes and the erotic delights found in public restrooms in those special places where men go to get blown or be fucked by other men. I had never even heard about such a thing until that first Monday night as I was sitting around talking to the bartender waiting for the tgirls to show up for the night. He had asked me if I was gay and I told him quite frankly that I had just discovered tgirls and the joys of being with them alone at night on both the giving and the receiving end but that I didn't know if I could ever be attracted to men. When he asked me what it felt like when I was being fucked and I told him that I had NEVER cum so hard in my life and that was just after cumming a ton into the ass of my girlfriend. He just smiled and said that I was as good as gone. I went back to my beer and kind of was lost in thought when he came around the bar and told me to follow him.
We went into the restroom where there was only one stall free out of six or seven and no one at the urinals. I thought that was pretty odd since half of the guys' shoes were all pointing to the stall walls and in the stall next to them I could see someone on their knees. It was clear that they were all standing and humping the walls of their stall..... and there were sounds of grunting and sucking. He herded me into an empty stall and sat me down where I stared in shock as he proceeded to lower his pants and take out an enormous tool with a huge drop of precum waiting to drip off the tip. He wanked it slowly while looking at me. Not a word was said. Someone made a noise in the stall next door and then he kneeled down and looked through the hole that was in the stall wall. As he did so, an absolutely enormous cock poked its way through the hole and was immediately engulfed by my friend's wet and more than willing mouth. Within minutes he had swallowed an enormous load of cum and sat back on his haunches and looked up at me with a Cheshire cat grin and merely smacked his lips and then stood up and stuck his cock through the same hole and soon started bucking wildly and let out a huge groan as his dick pulsed in orgasm. As he drew his cock back from the hole, I could see a long thin string of cum connect his cock to some guy's mouth on the other side.
He said he had to go back to work and kissed me on the lips and I just sat there in stunned silence. I had never witnessed anything like that in my life and I was sweating and shaking. Not because I was disgusted..... far from it.... But because all I could do was think about how fucking exciting it was. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I was as hard as I have ever been in my life and I sat there waiting and thinking. Within a few minutes another guy had entered the stall next door and had stuck his big black cock through the hole. Not a word was said. But I looked at that thing and couldn't believe its size nor how much I was salivating and wanted desperately to suck it. I was on my knees in a flash and took it in my mouth. It was soooooo hot and soooooo hard and it had a musky, spunky taste that drove me wild. It had to be 11 inches long and as fat as a cob of corn with a dark black sheath and a pink glans and tip. MMMmmmmmmmm!!!! It tasted so fucking good. Within minutes I was rewarded with the largest load of cum I had ever seen in my life. There was so much that there was no way I could take it all in my mouth without spilling some. It washed my face and dripped down from my eyelashes and my nose. I licked everything up that I could and before I could recover from my daze and before I knew it another cock had taken its place.
I was in that stall for 2 hours and lost track of the number of cocks I sucked. My stomach felt totally bloated from all of the cum I had swallowed but I was like a drunk on a binge, I couldn't get enough. I finally left only after Johnnie, the bartender, came in to get me to tell me that Sapphire, the Nubian Princess, had arrived and that I would want to meet her. I cleaned myself up and went out to the bar where Johnnie had put out a drink for me. I sat down and was collecting my wits when I saw her. Johnnie watched me and just grinned. He knew what I liked and he knew I liked Sapphire. He said he was gonna enjoy this.
Sapphire had to be the most beautiful dark skinned woman I had ever seen and after Gina I had developed a real taste for dark meat. Standing about 5'10" in her heels she wore a skin tight shirred black lycra dress and extremely high strappy stiletto sandals. Her hair was colored a rich copper and her make up was thick and flawless. Perhaps most striking were her large green eyes and thick, glossy lips.
I knew I had to have her and I knew it had to be then. I had worked myself up into a frenzy of desire and lust while sucking all those cocks without having a cum myself. I also knew that I loved the taste and smell of darker skinned tgirls. There was something so earthy and primitive and blatantly sexual about them.... All power and strength and need and want. No games. No prissiness. No pretending to not want it the way genetic girls did. Just plain old fucking and getting fucked was all that was on their minds. But what I didn't know was that Sapphire liked white boys as much as I liked dark girls and she loved her sex to be strong and hard and fast and public. She got off on having her sex in full public view. I discovered that a lot of tgirls are natural performers and exhibitionists.
I got up and went over to speak to her.
As I approached she looked me directly in the eyes and purred, " Ooooo, so poor hungry little rich white boy came back to meet a REAL goddess? I heard Gina brought in a new piece of meat for us girls to sample and enjoy. At least she has good taste in her men.... Though, if you ask me, she doesn't get very many of them. Ha ha ha. Well dollface, I can guarantee that you'll never be happy going back to that silly little romantic twit of a bitch after you've had a taste of the Nubian Princess, Goddess of the night."
I was a bit taken aback at her brazen bluntness. I felt a little like nothing more than a vehicle for her pleasure. How odd to think that lots of gg's must feel the same thing when arrogant assholes like I used to be would speak that same way to them.
I had barely said hello and introduced myself when Sapphire got up and put her arms around my neck and slowly kissed me with a technique I had never felt or experienced before. It was electrifying. She slowly traced the outline of my lips with her tongue and then started kissing and nibbling my upper lip. As she did it, she started to mold her body to mine and I could feel every seam of her lycra dress, every piece of lace trim of her underwear, every piece of skin on the front of her seductive body, from the soft, moist voluptuousness of her thighs to the hard, huge monster cock between her legs to the enormous, distended, nipples of her tits.
She never took her lips off of mine while she worked my back up against the wall of the club. She moved her mouth from my lips to my neck to my ear, then started kissing her way down my chest as she opened my shirt and took it off. By now a small crowd was gathering and when she took first one and then the other nipple into her mouth and started to bite them and pull them out from my chest as if she wanted to chew them off and swallow them, the crowd began to murmur and sigh with passion. When she went to her knees and undid my pants and slid them down my legs and had me get out of them and show the crowd my own 8" cock as she sucked my balls and licked and sucked my cock, I thought I would faint from the mixture of passion, lust and embarrassment.
She merely turned around and bent forward onto her elbows and reached down and pulled her dress up over her ass to expose the biggest, roundest, smoothest, blackest ass I had ever seen. It was framed by a stark white satin garter belt with white lace ruffled edges. The garters themselves were of rich shirred lace covered elastic and they were stretched tight holding up her shimmering gold stockings. Her enormous cock hung down between her legs and though it was still partially hard, it almost touched the floor.
She glanced back over her shoulder and reached behind her and pulled her ass cheeks apart and cooed up at me to "do" her and to make it good.
I slipped my cock in and began to fuck. She cried out and started bucking back into me grunting out her need.
" Unh! Omph! Oh yeah, white boy. Fuck your big horny black bitch!!! Oh yeah, Mmmmmmmm, I needed that. Oh yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Give it to me huney. Tell me I'm your slut. Tell me I'm your whore. Mmmmmmmmmm..... Oh Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!! I'm your gutter cunt.... Aren't I? You love your black Momma steet-walking slut, don't you babydoll? You need her tight, hot black ass? Makes you hard and want to cum doesn't it darling? Give Momma what she needs babydoll. Oh yeah, do me good. Cum for me honey. That's right. Shoot it up me. Make me tell you I love you. Make me beg you for it. Fill me up. Make me burst my walls."
I had never heard a girl talk so dirty. Her filthy words inflamed me. I fucked harder and faster. My balls were slapping against hers and I could feel the cum churning away in them, just aching to be released. I needed to cum. I needed to fill her ass. I had to shoot her till she overflowed. The sweat was pouring off of me. The crowd had surged so close that I could feel them breathing. When I gazed up through my lust-hazed eyes, I saw that most of them had their cocks out and were stroking them to the rhythm of my fuck thrusts. Ooooooo, my mind was melting. I was going insane. I was depraved and had sunk to being the lowest form of mindless fuck-lust animal. Yet I couldn't stop. I had to finish and when I did I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I came so copiously that my goo started being pushed out with each additional thrust of my cock. It rushed out past my cockhead and seeped down her thighs and soaked her stockings. She was ranting and moaning and screaming out her own lust. I reached down to jack her off and had barely touched her dick when she started creaming too.
At the same time, the men around us started cumming. They sprayed their jiz all over both of us. It spurted against my face and in my hair. It soaked into my chest and ran down my stomach to pool in the valley of her ass. It rained all over her back, blending into the shiny blackness of her dress. She looked up and opened her mouth. One after another of the guys bent down and put their cocks into her mouth to cum in that willing receptacle.
I passed out. The week went on forever. I could never tell Gina. She'd be crushed. Yet, in the end, I finally realized that I did need to see her again and talk to her and hold her. Her sweetness would be a salve for the rawness of the sex I had had all week long.
This girl was incredible. Within minutes of seeing her again in her skin tight white catsuit and her 4" heels with her perfect makeup and smooth golden skin and long painted nails and her wide-brimmed sun hat I came to the conclusion that Gina was all the tgirl I could ever need or want. She was beautiful and sexy and radiated ripe inviting feminine sensuality yet young enough to be fresh and appear to be a sweetly innocent woman-child. At the same time she was obsessed with sex and me (or at least she made me think she was obsessed with me... though she probably was like all tgirls and not really very picky about whose cock was satisfying her as long as she had one at hand when she needed one). Whether she was obsessed with me or all men, she was clearly obsessed with looking hot for men to get them hard and horny and needing to penetrate her soft open rear end and deposit their semen in a continuous attempt to inseminate her receptive rectum.
Yet Gina was a living, walking paradox. She radiated a need to be protected while openly inviting men's advances. Much the same way that Marilyn Monroe exuded a little girl need for protection and a sex bomb's need for cock. For all of Gina's raw animal needs and desires she exuded a sweetness and a charm and an innocence that was like an aphrodisiac to me. It increased my need to possess her yet gave me a sense of satisfaction that I was the only man she had ever been with or looked at. She was the most feminine creature I had ever met. It was a femininity that was beyond anything a genetic girl could ever hope to possess.
Just as converts to a religion are the most blatant religious zealots, transgendered girls are the most blatantly female humans on earth. They understand and absorb and live for total femaleness, total attractiveness to men, total domination of men's need to inseminate.
Her aura of innocent sweetness combined with her amazing sexual hunger appealed to my need to both dominate and be enslaved by her sexuality. I could think of nothing other than to keep all of her perfect beauty for myself to fuck at will and yet I instinctively knew that I also needed to be taken and fucked in turn. After experiencing Sapphire and a zillion other men's and tgirl's cocks, I had grown to long for love and the comfort that love brought. I had also come to realize that of all the cocks I had sucked and fucked, Gina's truly gorgeous and amazingly virile and always spewing member (which she kept perfectly hidden between her smooth, soft golden brown thighs) was all I wanted to handle from now on. I wanted and needed to be as faithful to her as I knew she would be to me.
After that first amazing, clothes ripping successive fuck upon our arrival (me fucking her first, then her mounting me) it seemed like we spent the rest of the weekend lying in bed or next to the pool talking. Just talking about ourselves and our pasts and our needs and our longings and our hopes and dreams. I asked her to marry me and she said yes.
She didn't particularly care about having big tits, as she was totally comfortable being a boy who got off on looking like a gorgeously sexy girl but I really like pretty tits on a girl and so she agreed to have small implants for me. She has such a small frame that an oversized B cup was large enough to give her enough shape to drive me crazy whenever I looked at her. And she can now wear strapless gowns that show off her beautiful neck, collarbone and her unbelievable cleavage. I get hard just thinking about it. There was nothing else that needed attention. Her body is perfect: small and lithe and softly curved in all the right places and she keeps herself in perfect shape with lots of exercise. And maybe her favorite form of exercise is fucking and sucking. I can't come home without being greeted with a nice strong drink and an incredible show put on by my babydoll. She loves shopping and I love seeing her in all of her amazing outfits. She has a special fetish for high heels and is always buying new shoes. Her nails are always done to perfection and she wears several toe rings now, which look so hot peeking out of a pair of high heeled sandals or open toed pumps. She has developed a bit of a dominant streak and gets a rush out of making me get on my hands and knees to kiss her toes and suck her heels. I can tell by the enormous bulge that appears in the front of her hot little shorty shorts or her tight short skirts or her long open slit dresses. Seeing her hard on poking out of her thong and tenting the front of her clothes drives me wild.
My Gina is the most beautiful and sweetest creature that walks this planet. My father and brother and colleagues lose their cool around her in their obvious desire to fuck her while my mother thinks she is the sweetest and most loving wife she's ever heard of..... and she is.
What I love is how she always dresses with me in mind. Her makeup is always perfect. Her hair is lush and voluptuous. Her wardrobe is unbelievably slutty in a classy starlet kind of way. And she dresses especially hot whenever she goes out and will be seen in public which is several days a week now that she has started to go shopping almost every day with her mother. I really wonder what they do all day long. Can a woman really shop
THAT much? And to do it in such tight little dresses and such high heels. I told her to buy some more comfortable shoes but she insists that she wear only stilettos even when she's on her own. She just smiles at me and tells me that it's her job to look hot so that my eyes won't wander. Plus she made an odd comment one day when she said that her mother won't be seen with another woman who doesn't stop men cold in their tracks.
She says it's "her job" to get men hot and horny. Says she needs to get men's attention to feel beautiful. She loves their looks of lust because they make her feel alive and desirable and get her hot so that when I get home from work the first thing she needs is for me to go to the bedroom and wait for her on my hands and knees. So she can take me from behind and slip her super hard fat muscle up into my rectum and pound out her need until she groans out her lust and love.
I wish she'd stay home more and not go out with her mother. From what I can see, her mother doesn't look like a good influence. She always seems stoned and her wardrobe is so outrageously slutty. It's no wonder that we've even had men follow them both home saying they left too early and begging for "a session"... almost as if they were a couple of working girls ready to take on all males with enough cash.
It's a good thing I know my sweet Gina and know that I'm all the man she needs.
Story posted by TV
on Sunday, April 25, 2004 @ 22:54:01 PDT
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Re: The girl next door (5 of 5) (Score: 1)
by Nickfox on Monday, January 24, 2005 @ 08:58:35 PST
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Pls interesting story! Pls if u want 2 contact me? My E-mail is: nick_muscat@yahoo.co.uk or better still talk 2 me @ Yahoo Messenger!
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