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Andrew the Transvestite
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From uwm.edu!psuvax1!swatsun!hcunix.haverford.edu!eoliver Tue Jul 9 12:32:32 CDT 1991
This is a repost of ANDREW with the problem with long line
lengths corrected, my appologies for the error.
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I met Andrew last night; although, I almost passed him up
mistaking him for a member of the opposite sex. He was gorgeous:
decked out in high heels, a tight leather miniskirt and a midrift. We
walked back to my apartment together and I carried him over the
threshold. Once inside, I reached up his miniskirt and fondled his
penis until he relented and removed the miniskirt for me. I turned
him around and gave him a firm spanking followed by a french kiss
to his butt hole. I picked him up around the waist and carried him to
the couch where I bent over and deftly sucked his penis until he
came all inside my mouth. Holding it in I slid my body against his
and we french kissed allowing the cum to slide back into him to be
swallowed.
"Paddle me, till I am bright red," he pleaded.
"Get into the bedroom young lady or you'll regret it!"
"No," he wailed.
I walked into my bedroom and returned calmly with a wooden
paddle. In one swift motion I had him over my knees and I
delivered the first paddle. When I was satisfied from his yelp that it
had hurt, I delivered another. Enjoying the pleasure of controlling
him by not delivering the blows hard enough or frequently enough
for him. I shoved him off my knees onto the floor and ordered him
to go to the bedroom. He refused. I picked him up again and this
time I meant business. I was going to make his butt sting so much
he wouldn't be able to sit down for a few days.
Whack, whack. whack. He screamed, and kicked pleading for
me to let him go. But I knew he wanted it. ___WHACK___ I smacked
him so hard he couldn't even scream. Andrew was crying now, just
wait till I fuck him later, I thought as I delivered a fifth blow. I
decided to hit him fifty times more before I would let him go,
regardless of how hard he screamed and wailed. Whack. His butt
would be so tender WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK that he wouldn't
be able to stand. WHACK whack whACK whACK whacK WHACK
WHACK His screams went unaided as I delivered WHACK blows
ruthlessly WHACK WHACK increasing their force with every cry for
help WHACK WHACK. His buttocks had already turned a bright red
and he was crying WHACK WHACK whaCK whACK whacK so hard that
you could no longer hear his sobs. WHACK WHACK WHACK
__WHACK__ __WHACK__ __WHACK__ with three last blows I decided
to stop. I forced him off me so his front rested on the coffee table.
Dropping my pants, I shoved my hard cock into his butt hole.
Forcing my body against his sore buttocks. He screamed. I shoved
harder. He screamed louder. I climaxed inside him. He screamed
even louder and I withdrew.
Crying and screaming he crawled his way to the bathroom, too
sore to stand and knowing that more blows were not far away.
When he shut the door the the bathroom. I pulled my pants back up
and carried the paddle into the bedroom with me. When he came
out of the bathroom a half hour later he climbed into bed with me
naked. And kissed me lightly on the lips saying, "Your pretty good at
that." I delivered another paddle to his already sore buttocks and he
yelped then kissed me. I laid the paddle to rest and we slept
together.
Every night, I paddle Andrew. We have been going together
for about 4 months now, I still have never paddled him the full fifty
times I want to because I become too intent on fucking him after
about the thirtieth paddle. But I try each night...
"Young lady, get in bed now!"...
whacK...
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