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An Interesting Evening with Carole
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AN INTERESTING EVENING WITH CAROLE
This is a story of the sort of meeting that happens in almost any bar in any
town you care to mention. Only in this case the ending was not at all what
you would expect. Here we can read both sides of the story.
HIS STORY
He walked into the bar and his eyes immediately went to the blond sitting on
her own. She had the longest legs he had ever seen. They were clad in sheer
black stockings and reached out from under a flouncing satin skirt. Her
breasts were pert and firm, covered only by the flimsiest of silk blouses. He
decided that he just had to talk to her. He offered to buy her a drink and
when she said yes her voice seemed to match her looks in that it was deep and
mysterious and sounded almost masculine. She drank champagne cocktails,
leaving her lipstick print on the glass, and gave him shy sideways glances
whilst giggling a lot. They made small talk which to him seemed full of
sexual inuendo. He knew that he had to get her back to his hotel. He offered
her dinner but they both knew that it was just a formality. They were both to
excited to go through that ritual. "Lets just go back to my place." he
whispered in her ear. Just for an instant a look of terror came into her eyes
and then it was gone. She smiled and said
"Ok, if thats what you really want." He couldn't believe his luck and he
started to sweat at the thought of having her alone in his room, taking off
her skirt, undoing her blouse button by button. His prick began to respond in
his pants, rising slowly and getting hard, making an outline he couldn't
disguise. It was all he could do to keep his hands off her during the cab
ride back to his hotel. She was just as hot, rubbing her hand over his thigh,
stopping just short of his crotch, as if she was afraid to go any further.
Then she nibbled at his ear, kissing it gently and whispered in a halting
voice "I give great head" His pricked jerked at her words he thought that this
had to be a dream and he wondered how could he have got so lucky. They
reached his hotel room and he shut and locked the door behind them as he had
intention of letting her get away from him. She arranged herself coyly on
the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and one high heeled shoe dangling
provocatively from her toes. She gave him a sultry glance and said softly
"Unbutton your pants and come over here lover". He did what she asked without
hesitation and crossed the room to stand in front of her, his prick quivering
with anticipation. She cupped his balls gently in one hand while gripping the
shaft with the other. She started to slide her hand up and down h is prick
whilst stroking his balls with her other. After a short while she stopped and
looked up at him expectantly. He moaned and said breathlessly "Oh God! Please
dont stop now." She hesitated a moment and the without letting go of his
shaft, she slid off the bed and onto her knees in front of him, her face
inches away from his glistening prick. Again she looked up at him with and
for a fleeting moment the look of fear that he had seen in the bar flashed
across her face and then she lowered her head and enveloped his cock with her
mouth sliding her head forward to take as much in as she could manage. She
then held perfectly still and he could hear as well as feel that she was
panting and her short sharp breaths sent tremors through his already
overheated prick. Her breathing slowed and she seemed to regain control of
herself and her tongue started exploring the length of his prick. Her head
slid backwards along its length until it slipped from between her lips. Her
tongue came out and she lapped at the tip of his cock as if to taste it and
then with a sigh she took him into her mouth again and began a steady motion
of sucking along the length of his cock and flicking it gently with her tongue
as her mouth left the engorge d tip. He could feel himself starting to boil
and he started to jerk himself forward to get more of his organ to slide down
her throat. He was on the point of exploding when she suddenly stopped and
let his cock slide from her mouth. He took her he ad in his hands and tried
to pull her back onto him but she grabbed his wrists in a surprisingly strong
grip and held them tight against his thighs. She looked up at him, smiled and
then stuck her tongue out and flicked at the sensitive underside of his prick
head. His whole body jumped at the touch. She said "Not yet lover, I dont
want you to come until we have had lots more fun. You dont want to miss out
on more fun do you?" and again she flicked at the underside of his cock with
her tongu e. At that point he would have agreed to anything as long as he
could experience the climax that he was tetering on the edge of. "Ok Ok,
anything you want" he gasped. She smiled and released his hands. He bent
forward reaching out to take her tits in his hands but she pushed him away. "I
said not yet lover" she said. He was dimly aware that her voice seemed to have
become stronger than the rather timid one she had been speaking in upto now,
but the driving need of his enlarged prick pushed the thought from his mind.
"Now its my turn" she said softly. She stood up and edged over to the radio
and turned it on. The soft strains of Roberta Flack floated through the room.
She began to sway gently to the rhythm, moved back towards him and p ushed him
back onto the bed. Then very slowly she began to remove her clothes. First
she stepped out of her shoes, then placing one foot on the bed she pulled her
skirt up over her thighs and released one stocking, rolling it down over her
long smo oth leg she pulled it from her toes and draped it over his mouth,
pulling it back and forth until it was damp with his saliva. She repeated the
process with the other leg and then moved onto the bed, straddling his chest,
her skirt now bunched up ar ound her waist and her smooth thighs tantalisingly
close to his face. She leant forward to kiss him, her blond hair falling over
his face. He felt her wrapping her discarded stockings around his hands above
his head but with her tongue deep in his mouth it did not seem to matter.
When she broke away from him he found that his hands had been tied together
with one of her stockings behind his head whilst the other stocking was looped
around his neck and tied to the first, effectively pinning his hands in place.
He felt a momentary stab of worry but then the thought of being at the mercy
of this woman turned him on so he said, "I'll do anything you want but please
just let me come."
She smiled down at him and started to move to the music again. She started to
pull off her jewellery, which was not conventionally tasteful but large, loud
and cheap. She dropped it on the floor not appearing to care were it fell
and all the while she not taking her eyes off his rock hard flagpole. It
seemed to take an age before she started to remove her clothes. First came
the blouse, she undid it button by button until it gently flowed to the floor
revealing a strong boned corset undernea th which was black and silky,
clinging to all the right places and pulled in tightly round her waist. He
tried to sit up but she easily pushed him back down again as with his hands
tied he could not support himself. He reluctantly lay there despera te to
touch her but actually revelling in his restrained condition. His mind was in
a frenzy of erotic imagining brought on by the mild bondage. He imagined her
tying him up tighter, gagging him and then maybe even gently beating him and
he groaned and writhed on the bed at the thought of it. He was suddenly
snapped back to reality by further revelations from the woman who was still
swaying gently to the music, apparently oblivious to his aroused state. She
slipped her skirt down around her ankles to reveal a pair of rather heavy
duty unladylike panties, not the flimsy silk he had expected a woman like
this to wear. She looked directly into his eyes as she toyed with them,
pulling them down a little and then back up as if not quite sure if she
wanted to go all the way. She turned away from him and pulled the panties
down over her ass, then bent forward and putting her hands behind her she
spread her full cheeks showing her smooth hairless pink asshole. She looked
over her shoulder an d said throatily, "Do you like what you see lover? Tell
me how much you want me." "If I dont have you right now bitch, I'll come just
looking at you." he shouted. "Untie me and I show you how much I like what I
see." Leaving the back of her panties pulled down she came over to the bed
and untied his hands. As he sat up she knelt on the edge of the bed and bent
forward laying her head flat on the bedspread and pushing her exposed ass in
the air for his attention. He stood behind her, his cock quivering at
attention pointing directly at her spread cheeks.
"Not quite yet bitch," he said, "I want to have a look at what else you have
on offer." He reached down and pushed her to one side and she was forced to
roll over onto her back, her thighs gaping open. He grabbed at the front of
her panties and start ed to pull them down her thighs.
"Please dont," she wailed "Let me suck on your cock. I want to feel you come
in my mouth."
"No fucking way!" he snarled "You can't change your mind now bitch, the doors
locked and my cock's ready to explode".
He made a final grab for her ripping away the panties and instead of the moist
pussy he expected to see, an erect dick sprang upright before his eyes. He
stopped for a moment and stared in disbelief, she lay there all woman, her
blond hair flowing ov er her shoulders her face painted, her lips pouting.
His eyes focused on her tits, he bent forward and touched them. They felt
soft and warm under his hands. He ran his hands down her body and over her
hips and without any conscious effort he gr ipped the erect cock between her
thighs. She moaned softly and said
"You still want me dont you?"
His initial shock was immediately overcome by the urgent throbbing between his
own thighs. He let go of her cock and said
"I need a fuck and you are it bitch, whatever or whoever the fuck you are."
To his surprise she whispered
"Oh please, yes please" and she pulled off her panties and raised her legs
bringing her knees up to her chest and spreading her thighs just like a bitch
in heat. He knelt on the bed between her legs. He looked around and noticed
a tube of hand loti on on the bedside table amongst her make up. He grabbed
it and spread it over his hand and then rubbed his hand up and down his hard
cock. He held the backs of her thighs and pushed her legs closer to her chest
which lifted her ass off the bed and brought her puckered hole in line with
his glistening cock. "I hope your ready for this bitch," he grunted "because I
intend to fuck you stupid." He leant forward and guided his cock till the tip
pressed against her puckered hole. A look of terror appeared on her face.
"Gently, please go gently, its my first time." she whimpered. He looked down
at her, she looked so vulnerable and timid but then he remembered what she
carried between her legs. "Screw you bitch, you got me here and now you h ave
to pay the price." he said and thrust himself forward. There was resistance as
his cock speared through her tight sphincter and then he was enveloped in a
soft warmth as his cock pushed all the way in and he felt her balls resting
against his sto mach as he slammed into her. She screamed and then bit down
on her own hand trying to stifle her own cries. The scream startled him and he
remained motionless, buried up to the hilt in her tight ass, with her
stretched asshole clenching and unclench ing round the base of his cock.
After a moment the contractions of her distended hole calmed down and her
breathing evened out. To his surprise her hands went round him and grasped
his own ass cheeks and pushed him down hard between her thighs. Sh e smiled
at him, eyes full of tears which and run down and smudged her makeup.
"Ok you bastard, now fuck me stupid if you can" she said . He did not need to
be told twice and he started to move in and out of her, not quite letting his
cock head emerge from her ass on each back stroke and thrusting as far in as
he could get on e ach forward stroke. He continued to pump her skilfully and
all the time he kept looking her straight in the eyes. He thought that this
was no man he was fucking, this was a real woman with a cock. She started to
respond to his every move, squealin g with delight as he pushed harder and
higher and when he was all the way in there was an incredibly tight feeling
round his prick like nothing he'd ever felt before. It was not like a cunt,
it was firmer and it seemed to grip him, not wanting to le t go. He tried to
lower himself to kiss her without losing his momentum and he managed to brush
her lips with his and the look of sheer gratitude on her face at this action
galvanised him towards his climax. "This is it bitch I'm gonna come", he y
elled and with one last thrust he shot his load into her sweet ass. He
collapsed forward onto her and she held onto him very tightly and whispered
over and over into his ear. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He looked at
her and rolled off, his pr ick withdrawing sharply with a slight pop from her
asshole. He watched the thick white liquid ooze out of her ass as she lay
back exhausted. His brain came back to earth from the dizzy heights of
pleasure and he looked down at her with disbelief at what he'd just done and
to who he had just done it to. But then he realised that he had the most
satisfied feeling he'd ever had from a fuck in his life. He sat there stunned
as she got up and began to dress. "Still want to take me to dinner?" sh e
purred at him as she pulled on her stockings. "Maybe we could come back here
afterwards and see if I can get my desert from that cock of yours. Thats if
you can get it up again." He thought for a moment and then decided why not,
after all who co uld resist being seen with such a gorgeous blond woman. "By
the way," he said "What's your name?" "You can call me Carole" she said. "Well
Carole, I think that this could be the start of something." he said, his mind
thinking forward to all the fun he could have with a completely wanton slut
who also had a cock.
CAROLE'S STORY
She had spent a long time during the afternoon trying to decide if the
outing that evening was really what she wanted. It would be the first
time that she would appear in public fully dressed as Carole. It would
be a lot different from the evenings that she had spent at home with
Melody, her current lover, playing at being a woman. In the end she
decided that she would have to go through with it, after all it had been
a fantasy that they had discussed together many times and now it was time
to actually live out the fantasy.
She ran herself a hot bath and gave the water a liberal helping of the
most feminine bath salts she had. She then meticulously shaved her legs,
her chest, her arms and then as an afterthought she shaved off all her
pubic hair leaving her cock and balls smooth and soft. The process of
doing this caused her to have a massive erection and it was only through
a major effort of will-power that the stopped herself from masturbating.
Having ensured that her body was as smooth and hairless as possible she
used a wet razor and shaved her face twice to make sure that no stubble
would show through her makeup.
Getting dressed always took a long time without Melody's help but this
time she had to manage alone. First came the lace up black basque which
when tightened pulled in her waist and gave her ass the rounded contours
of a woman. Then by inserting the realistic flesh covered tits into the
top of the basque it gave her the hourglass appearance that she craved.
Next came the sheer black stockings with the lace tops which she pulled
carefully up her long legs. Melody had always told her that she had legs
that most real girls would kill for and she considered it one of her best
features. The next item was probably the least feminine that she had but
she had no choice. It was a pair of heavy elasticated black panties
which were not that attractive but they were the only thing that would
keep his cock and balls pressed flat between his legs. Even with the half
erection that she had now, the panties kept it under control and did not
spoil the smooth line that real girls had running from their stomachs
down over their mons vernis to the delightful slit below. She then took
a long time deciding what to wear before picking the soft black blouse
and a short flared black satin skirt which showed off her long legs to
perfection. The outfit conveyed the impression of an up-market slut
which is what she longed to be.
Applying the makeup always took a long time but on this occasion she made
sure that every detail was right because if tonight she was discovered to
be a man the consequences could be disastrous. After applying the bright
red nail polish and putting on the outrageous blond wig and slipping into
a pair of high heeled black shoes she stood in front of her full length
mirror. What she saw was an attractive blond, good legs, a little on the
plump side but with a good pair of tits, dressed with the sole intention
of getting laid. To complete the picture she choose some gaudy earrings
and some trashy bracelets and rings.
She stood by the phone in a state of near panic at the thought of going
out alone, dressed, and visiting a normal bar rather than one of the
"special" bars where she would be accepted. It crossed her mind that she
did not really have to go through with this but then she thought how
proud Melody would be of her if she did. She took a deep breath and
picked up the phone to call a taxi.
She had already decided on the bar that she would visit this evening and
hoped that the lights would be dim enough for her not to be noticed. She
waited just outside the lobby on the darkened street for her cab to
arrive. The driver did not really look at her as she carefully slid into
the rear seat. She even managed to keep her legs together as she got in
avoiding giving the doorman a show of her thighs. She arrived at the
bar, paid the driver and slipped onto a corner stool in the darkened
room. The bartender took her order without any comment and she was left
alone with her drink. Luckily the bar was not very crowded and apart
from some admiring glances she was left alone. She crossed her legs
letting her skirt ride up and fixed her gaze on the entrance door to
avoid making eye contact with the other customers. She started to relax
and the fear of going out started to fade and the realisation dawned that
so far nobody had noticed that she was different.
The bar began to fill up and she started to gain confidence. She was
just about to order another drink when a man sat down next to her, looked
directly at her and offered to buy her a drink. For a moment she just
stared at him, feeling at once both terrified and excited then managed to
nod her head. He bought her a drink and launched into what she supposed
was his standard pick up line, complimenting her on her dress and her
hair. For the most part she just sat there afraid to say to much in case
her voice gave her away but smiled and nodded at the pauses in his
chatter. He moved closer and started to hold her hands whilst keeping up
a constant stream of an almost one sided conversation. Suddenly she felt
his hand on her leg and he asked her to leave the bar and go back to his
place. She just sat there, terrified, not knowing what to do or say.
His hand squeezed her leg harder and she looked into his eyes and saw
only lust. At all costs she had to avoid a scene in the bar so she
nodded agreement and let herself be led out of the bar, wishing that she
had never started all of this.
The moment that they got outside the club he spun her round, grabbed her
round the waist and kissed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth whilst
his hand slid down her back and grabbed her firm ass. For a moment she
was stunned and then pushed him away but he just laughed, grabbed her by
the hand and pushed her into a waiting cab. Once inside his hands were
all over her, squeezing her tits and trying to slide up under her skirt
which had ridden up high over her thighs. She started to panic and then
it dawned on her that the only way to keep his wandering hands from
finding her hidden surprises was to get him to concentrate on something
else. She leant over towards him and kissed him, desperately trying to
copy the passion with which she had just been kissed. She rubbed her
hand up and down his thighs and was rewarded as his hands left the
exploration of her body and grasped her hands, trying to make them stroke
higher up his thighs. She realised that she had to continue or the
attack on her body would continue so she allowed her hands to move up
into his crotch. Feeling his swollen cock beneath his trousers came as a
mental and physical shock. She had never touched any cock other than her
own and understanding what he must be feeling at this instant she held it
and gently squeezed. Immediately he groaned and slumped back in the seat
and she saw a look of pleasure and relief in his face as he pressed her
hands onto his hot cock. It was at that moment that she realised that
she had control of the situation and as long as he wanted release she
could have him in her power. This sudden insight gave her a thrill that
felt better than an orgasm and for the first time that evening she
actually felt what it was like, not only to be a woman but an uninhibited
bitch in heat.
She decided to experiment further and bent over and whispered in his ear,
"I give great head." The effect this had on him was electric. His cock
jerked in her hand and he thrust himself up trying to increase the
pressure on his already swollen cock. She smiled and loosened her grip
causing him to strain further out of his seat to keep her hand in contact
with him. She bent closer again and whispered, "Now be a good boy and
sit still and you will have your fun later." Incredible he obeyed
without question, and for the rest of the journey to his hotel he
remained passive, occasionally moaning as she flexed her hand round his
cock.
They reached his hotel and he paid the driver. He held the cab door open
for her and as she got out she deliberately let her legs spread and gave
him a brief glimpse of her naked inner thighs above her stocking tops
before she stood up and smoothed her skirt down. The hotel lobby was
brightly lit and as they crossed to the elevator she kept him between her
and the desk man as she knew that under that kind of harsh light her make
up would not completely hide her true identity. In fact the desk clerk
did not give them second glance as one look at the way she was dressed
was sufficient for him to mark her down as a cheap pick up.
She breathed a sigh of relief when they entered the elevator as it was
dimly lit and was mirrored all round the interior.
The moment the doors closed his arms went around her, grabbed her ass and
pulled her tight against him. Looking over his shoulder she saw
reflected in the mirror a view of their two bodies locked together, his
hands pulling her skirt up her ass exposing the white flesh at the tops
of her legs. For a moment she was disorientated and was unsure which of
the two people she saw in the mirror was her but then she realised that
the rock hard lump pressed against her stomach was in fact not her cock
but this lustful strangers and that very soon she was going to have
service it in any way she could or else the charade would be over.
They entered his room, she crossed to the bed and sat on the edge,
crossing her legs to show them off to the best advantage. She had come
to the conclusion that in order to get out of this situation she was
going to have to make him come and then leave before he got far enough to
discover the real situation. She told him to drop his pants he did
so and came over and stood in front of her, his cock jutting out at
attention. She took hold of the shaft with one hand and cupped his balls
with the other. The sensation of holding a cock that was not her own was
wonderful. She started to pump it slowly and it occurred to her that she
could do this far better than any other woman as she knew what her every
action would feel like. This thought really turned her on and she began
to pump his prick faster and harder. So far she had not taken her eyes
off his straining cock and when she looked up at his face she saw that it
was glazed with lust and that the only thing that he could think of or
feel was what she was doing to his cock. The sense of power flooded
through her again and gave her another thrill.
She knew what she had to do next if she was to know what it felt like to
be a woman in this situation. She slid off the bed onto her knees in
front of him, his cock inches away from her mouth. She hesitated at
taking this step even though she had fantasised about it on countless
occasions. She looked up at him and saw the look on his face, half
hopeful and half pleading. Her mind made up, she opened her mouth and
slid his cock slowly into her mouth, keeping her lips tight around it.
She took as much in as she could without gagging and then stopped in
order to fully savour the loss of this virginity. She started to explore
his cock with her tongue, tasting and probing along its length, learning
from his short gasps and the jerking of his organ which areas were the
most sensitive. She knew from the times when she had received the loving
attention of Melody's mouth what actions had brought her the greatest
pleasure and she now tried to improve on Melody's performance. Her head
moved up and down the length of his cock and her tongue darted and probed
into every delicious crevice. She could feel that he was about to come
and debated whether to let him fill her mouth and end the evening or to
try and make the affair last. She stopped her sucking and let his wet
cock slide from her mouth. He immediately grabbed her head and tried to
force himself back inside her warm mouth. She took hold of his wrists
and easily pulled his hands from her head and held them tight against his
quivering thighs. He was to far gone to notice that she seemed
remarkably strong for a woman. He was jerking his hips forward still
trying to sink his overheated cock back between her lips. She began to
tease him by giving little flicks of her tongue and the most sensitive
parts of his cock and each time she was rewarded by seeing his body
twitch. He was moaning and promising her anything she wanted, begging
and pleading for her to continue.
She told him to wait and be still and was delighted to find that again he
obeyed without question. She knew that this opportunity was to good to
miss and that this was the time to explore all of the fantasies that she
had hidden away over the time since Carole had first come into being.
The man panting with lust in front of her was the tool she needed to play
out her dreams. She had come to far now to back out.
She turned the bedside radio on and started to sway gently to the music.
She pushed him back gently and he sprawled on the bed on his back, his
cock pointing skyward. He lay there looking at her as one of his hands
came down and took hold of his own cock and squeezed in an effort to ease
the pressure inside. She recognised the action and knew that as long as
she continued to provide a focus for his desire he would remain where he
was, playing with himself whilst watching her. She started to do
striptease in time to the music and found that it was no easy feat to
remove clothes gracefully whilst keeping time to the tune.
She pulled her skirt up and removed her stockings, all the time watching
his hand on his cock, judging by the speed and depth of his motions which
actions excited him the most.
He looked as if he was about to make himself come so she moved to the bed
and climbed astride his hips, forcing his hand away from his cock. He
jerked his hips upwards trying to penetrate her through her panties but
she moved up his body until she straddled his chest, her naked thighs
inches from his mouth. He tried to lift his head to nuzzle his mouth
between her thighs and although she appreciated his intentions this was
not the time for him to find what lay there. She took hold of his wrists
and pinned them to the bed above his head and brought her face down to
his and kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth so he could taste
his own cock. She continued the deep kiss, focusing his attention on her
probing tongue whilst she twisted her discarded stockings round his
pinned hands and looped the end round his neck, effectively binding his
hands tight.
Being at the mercy of a supposedly weaker woman had always been a fantasy
of her pre Carole days and she guessed that this man would respond in the
same way.
She was not to be disappointed as when she broke the kiss and slid back
down his body he made no effort to get free but just looked at her in
expectation.
She stood up and continued her slow striptease. She knew that to a
detached observer it would not be very elegant but to the trussed man on
the bed anything that she did would have given him pleasure. She danced
round the room removing her clothes and jewellery, dropping them on the
floor.
She removed all she could and stood before him dressed only in the black
corset and her panties. Now she was faced with the dilemma of what to do
next. She moved back towards the bed with the intention of taking his
cock into her mouth and sucking him to climax but deep inside she knew
that her ultimate and darkest fantasy had not been fulfilled. She knew
that it was a dangerous act attempt but the euphoria of the last few
hours overcame her and she decided to risk everything.
She turned away from him and bent forward resting her chest on the desk
and thrusting her black covered ass high in the air. She reached behind
her and pulled the back of her panties down exposing her smooth ass
cheeks. She then grabbed a cheek in each hand, sinking her brightly
painted fingernails into the soft flesh and pulling the cheeks apart to
expose her freshly shaved asshole.
She looked back over her shoulder and asked him if he liked what he saw.
He was twisting about on the bed, trying to raise himself up and all the
time telling her just what he was going to do to her sweet ass if she
untied him.
She stood up and came over to the bed, the backs of her panties still
pulled down beneath the globes of her ass cheeks but the front still
pulled up.
She knelt on the bed beside of him and untied his hands. As he sat up
she moved to the edge of the bed and bent forward pressing her face and
tits onto the bed, pushing her exposed ass in the air. She spread her
knees as far as possible so that her cheeks separated giving him the best
view and maximum access to her asshole. He stood behind her his erect
cock inches away from her puckered hole.
She knew that the next few moments could be painful as she had brought
him to such a pitch that there would be no consideration when he
penetrated her. She was not a virgin there as Melody had made
considerable use of her ass for her own pleasure in the past but she had
always been gentle and had used a lubricant on the rubber dildo she
strapped to herself.
She was bracing herself for his entry when he grabbed her and flipped her
over onto her back. She was caught by surprise and although she
struggled, protested and promised him another blow job he managed to pull
down the front of her panties and her own cock sprang into view.
He stared at her in disbelief not quite understanding why a moist pussy
was not before his eyes. She braced herself for the expected violence
that would come as her masquerade was exposed but to her surprise he didn't
move. He bent forward and grasped her tits and then ran his hands
slowly down over her body to her hips, down the outside of her legs then
back up the inside of her spread thighs. She noticed that his erection
which had wilted the moment her cock sprang into view was slowly
returning and by the time his hands had reached her balls he was as hard
as ever. Then his hand closed around her cock and she started to harden.
He let go of her cock and held his own, now back at full size.
Instinctively she knew that he wanted to fuck and that it no longer
mattered just what it was that he fucked.
Before the spell was broken she pulled off her panties and raised her
legs bringing her knees hard back against her tits offering herself in
the timeless position of women down the ages. He had picked up a bottle
of hand cream from the bedside table and had applied it liberally to his
cock. He knelt between her thighs and grabbed the backs of her legs
pushing them higher and spreading her even further.
She knew exactly what this felt like for him as she had done the same
thing to Melody in the past before the reversal of roles. The feeling of
power in holding a woman open and exposed in that position ready to
plunge far inside her had always been irresistible and now she truly knew
what it was to feel it from the other side.
She felt the hot head of his cock pressing against her asshole and she
begged him to be gentle. One look at his face told her that there was no
chance of this and then he thrust forward and penetrated her clenched
asshole sliding all the way in, his stomach coming to rest against her
own balls. The pain was terrible and she bit down on her hand to stop
herself from screaming as she knew that this would excite him further.
She could feel her asshole spasming round the base of his deeply buried
cock and she desperately tried to relax to stem the flood of pain as
keeping her stretched ass tense only made matters worse. Slowly she
managed to relax her ass muscles and the pain subsided and she could then
feel the length of his cock throbbing inside her. He started to move
backwards and forwards without coming all the way out of her ass. She
could feel herself stretch every time the swollen head of his cock
reached her asshole. The pain had all but disappeared leaving only a
feeling of contentment as he continued to fuck her. She put her arms
around him and to her surprise he bent forward and kissed her. To her
this simple action meant that he had either forgotten or no longer cared
what she was but to him he was fucking an attractive woman. She smiled
at him through her tears and tried to pull him closer and at that moment
he started to come. He thrust in up to the hilt and she could feel his
cock pulsate as he emptied himself deep inside her.
He fell forward onto her and she held him tightly as his laboured
breathing steadied. After a moment he rolled off her, his cock pulling
out passed her distended ass rim giving her another spasm of enjoyment as
the hole closed sharply behind it.
She lay there for a moment and decided to get out of the room while he
was still feeling the high of his orgasm. She got up and started to get
dressed. She could feel him watching her so she asked if he still wanted
to take her to dinner and then told him that they could come back here
afterwards for another round of fucking. At that point she would have
said anything to keep him distracted whilst she got dressed and ready to
leave. Much to her surprise he said that he would be delighted to take
her to dinner and then for the first time since he picked her up he
asked her what her name was. She told him and sat down waiting for him
to get dressed and take her out to dinner. She idly wondered how Melody
was going to react to this. The fuck she would understand but a dinner
date would probably provoke a jealous reaction. Then she smiled as she
remembered how she liked it when Melody got angry and abused her. She
could see some enjoyable times ahead between the three of them.
The End- For now.
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