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At Last

At long last, it was about to happen. What I've always dreamed and

longed for: to be dressed and made up as a woman and to have

male-female sexual intercourse with a man!

My new-found man friend is James Worth. James is a handsome, virile

man who has confided in about me his bisexuality. And I have likewise

confided in James about my feminine, bisexual orientation. We are a

perfect match, for James has always wanted as a lover a man who

pretends to be a woman.

James told me that he often fantasizes while having sexual intercourse

with his wife that she is actually a male transvestite. He told me

that he always becomes more sexually excited when thinking that his

penis is thrusting inside his sensual shemale lover's surrogate vagina.

James believes that a true transvestite is more alluring and feminine

than most genetic woman, because the transvestite acts more feminine

and is more hungry to feel and experience the thrill and joy of the

hard cock than most genetic women.

James is making foreplay love to me on the couch. He has taken off my

skirt and unbuttoned my blouse. I am still wearing my padded long-line

bra, waist cincher, garter belt, sheer nylon stockings, spiked

open-heel shoes, panties and my black, sexy and very lacy full slip.

My face is made up and my shoulder-length wig is carefully combed. My

chest and legs have been carefully shaved to remove all traces of

unwanted hair. I am wearing a pearl necklace and alluring dangling

earrings. My left hand is sporting both engagement and wedding

rings--for this is James' and my pretend wedding night. I am his

pretty, demure bride and he is my protective, loving husband!

James is holding me in his arms and deep-mouth French kissing me as his

hands fondle my thighs, legs and buttocks. My little shemale dick is

flat up against my tummy, constrained by my waist cincher and confined

by my women's panties. Tonight, this little hard dick of mine is to

both James and I my clitoris. James has told me this about my clitoris

many times in preparation for our sexual union. James is truly

in-charge of me and our relationship. He has made this obvious, just

as he has told me how desirable I am to him. He looks intently into my

eyes and, while he kneads my panty-clad buttocks, he says, "Wendi,

darling. Your eyes are so beautiful. I can see through them all the

way to your vagina!" As he said this his finger pressed into the silk

of my panties, finding its way between my asscheeks.

James was now gently finger-fucking my surrogate vagina. I looked him

in the eyes and said, "Oh, James darling. I need you so, I want to

feel you inside me!" He got up from the couch and took my hand. He led

me to the bedroom and instructed me to get in bid. He placed a pillow

under my buttocks to prop me up. He then took off my panties, but left

them dangling over my left ankle. James, my wonderful husband, was now

completely naked. His six-inch cock was rigid and so handsome. I

couldn't take my eyes off his penis. I was so excited knowing that his

dick was hard for me!

He knelt on his knees on the bed, facing me. He told me to place my

legs over his shoulders. As a good wife, I followed my husband's

bedroom instructions. Time seemed to slow. The events were now in

slow motion. My world was focused on the view of my heaving bra cups

constrained by my bra and slip. My slip was pulled up above my waist.

My large clitoris was sticking straight up in the air. Just below my

clitoris was James' rigid cock. He applied K-Y jelly to his large

husband-tool, and then he worked some of the lubricant into my

surrogate vagina. I cried out, "Oh, darling, do me! Please take me,

my manly lover!" He replied, "Yes Wendi, honey. I need you so, baby."

With this I could see and feel his hard cock slowly ease inside of me,

until his handsome chest was close enough that I could touch and rub

him. The view of my nylon legs astride his broad shoulders, my body

attired in women's intimate undergarments. The incongruity of the

unmistakable presence of a small but very hard penis protruding from

the "woman's" groin, in what otherwise appears to be a completely

heterosexual couple beginning coitus.

Now James is momentarily still. I can feel his hardness deep inside

me. I feel so feminine and desired. My sexual feelings are more

intense than they ever before. I can't imagine why I would ever want

to be with a woman when I can be a woman in this way! And, I'm not a

lesbian; but a fully heterosexual woman! I want always to be this way

with James--sexually coupled in this most intimate and profound way.

Now, my husband begins to slowly thrust inside me. My surrogate vagina

clings tightly to his penis. I can feel every delicious inch of his

mantool. As he slides in and out, my mind's eye tracks the motion of

his cockhead inside me. I know that the stimulation of his cockhead

against the tight confines of my surrogate vagina must be giving him

immense pleasure. I hope his the pleasure he is feeling from my

surrogate vagina is as intense as the pleasure he is now giving me.

I am now fully adjusted to his penis, and he is able to thrust inside

me with ease. I want him, oh I want to feel his semen. I cry out,

"Oh, James! Darling husband, fuck me faster! Do me! Do me! Please

don't stop!" With this, my lover begins to fuck me faster. I can now

hear the bed springs squeaking. Wow! My clitoris-dickette flops about

as my body takes the now-jack hammer drives of my lover. I grab my

flopping sissy stick and begin to jack off as I take my lover's

profound sexual thrusts. Suddenly, James' face stiffens and he cries

out, "Oh Wendi, darling! Fuck! Fuck! Take my cum my sweet bitch!" My

darling now gives me those last short strokes. Oh my gawd! I can feel

his semen flooding deep into my vaginal sheath! I feel my own climax

as my sissy stick shoots my shemale juices onto my tummy and onto

James' groin. I cry out, "Oh, James darling, I'm a fulfilled woman!"

He huskily replies, "Yes, babe, our marriage is consummated!" With this

we kiss and kiss while still coupled.

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