0 comments/ 79505 views/ 5 favorites A Dream Comes True By: MaryH I pulled up in front of the health it was 6:30 AM I had just gotten off work a 6:00 PM to 6:00 AM shift at the hospital. I saw her in the health club climbing the Stair Master. She was younger than me maybe 22. I was on a treadmill across the room trying not to stare to openly as she continued climbing the sweat beading on her forehead running down her neck. Her leotard darkening with moisture clinging to her, the outline of her sports bra clearly visible under the clinging material her breasts rising and falling with every breath. Her long brown hair pulled tightly back into a ponytail held in place with a large purple scrunchy. The headphones she was wearing covered most of her ears small gold posts adorning each lobe. She glances in my direction and our eyes meet I blushed knowing I had been caught looking at her. She smiled and returned her attention to the TV in front of her. I look away the treadmill speeding up as it nears the end of my workout. I'm running harder now I glance up just in time to see her step off the Stair machine. She is facing me, her leotard clinging wetly to her body. I'm gasping for breath now straining to keep up with the machine. The buzzer goes off in my headphones and the machine slows to a cool down walking slowly, breathing hard I feel my leotard clinging to my breasts the sweat cooling in the air my nipples hardening as the sweat cools on my soaked leotard. I look up she is there looking at me. If I weren't already so flushed from my work out she would have seen me blush. As it was I cold feel the warm surge creeping up my neck. "Hi, I'm Linda." She said, smiling at me her eyes the deep green color of the ocean. "I'm Mary." I managed to get out with some effort. "I haven't seen you here before. Are you new here Mary?" "No but my work schedule changed and I can my work out in on the way home." "Glad to meet you Mary." " I've been coming here for a couple weeks now and wondered if I was the only customer." "It will be good to have someone to work out with." I smiled up at her noticing she was a good head taller than me when I was standing on the floor. "Yes it will." I told her, as we walked back to the locker room. As we came to the door she opened it and told me to go ahead her hand brushing gently on my shoulder as I went through the door. Our lockers were at different ends of the room so I didn't see her changing but did hear the shower come on. I normally didn't shower, just put on my sweats and go home to shower. God, I wandered what she looked like I could feel my body warming with arousal as I though of Linda in the shower. I striped off my leotard unhooked my bra peeling the damp material from my breasts. My nipples, swollen and dark tilted up even though my breasts sagged under their unsupported weight. I rolled my panties down over my hips and stepped out of them. Running my hand over my mound feeling a roughness that reminded me I needed to shave. I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to the showers. Hanging the towel on the hook by the door I stepped in. Warm steam filled the tiled room as I found a stall near the one Linda was in. I set the water to as hot as I could stand it and let it flow over me lathering myself with the jell from the dispenser. My hands lingered on my breasts thinking of what Linda's hands would feel like touching me. "My god," I thought to myself, "you are so bad. You just met her and your already thinking of sex." I turned the water all the way to cold and let out a scream as the cold water hit me making me tingle all over. Making my nipples all hard and crinkly. I shut off the water and stepped out grabbing my towel wrapping it around myself almost shivering. As I was drying off Linda stepped form the shower I thought I was seeing a goddess as she let her hair down shaking her head so it flowed down her back. Her breasts were not as large as mine and didn't sag at all. Her areola were large a very dark reddish brown with very prominent thick nipples. Her tummy was flat but still very feminine flaring into full but perfectly proportioned hips and legs that seemed to flow from her bottom so smoothly. I hoped I wasn't drooling. I quickly looked away as she turned toward me hoping she hadn't seem me staring at her again I was toweling my hair and couldn't see her but hoped she was watching as I dried my hair I could feel my breasts bouncing and my nipples crinkle in the cool air. I bent over to dry my legs. I rubbed my smooth mound dry feeling my heat through the towel and my moisture dampening my large protruding labia. I bit my lower lip to slow the feelings building in me and stood up just as Linda walked from the shower room her firm heart shaped bottom swaying as she walked away. I saw her getting into her car as I was getting into mine I waved and hollered. "See you again tomorrow." She waved back and I drove back to my apartment. I slumped into the chair in my living room my hands caressing my breasts my eyes closed in my mind Linda's hands slipping under my sweat shirt caressing my bare breasts teasing my nipples making me moan with desire. My hand moved into my sweat pants over my mound and between my moist lips finding my clit circling it finally rubbing it feeling my oily moisture coat my fingers as I moved lower my finger tip teasing my entrance. I moaned as my fingers rolled my clit. My hips tilting up my thighs opening as I thought of Linda's body rubbing against me. I groaned my teeth clinching every muscle in my body contracting as I shivered and trembled uncontrollably as my orgasm surged through me. I was running late the next day and pulled up to the gym just as Linda was leaving, "Hi," I said, a little cheerily for having just finished a long shift. She smiled back and we talked for a few minutes about my running late and how she had to work out alone again today. "Sorry, but I didn't get off on time. Maybe tomorrow." I smiled, hoping that I would see here again tomorrow. "I hope you have a good work out I have to go now. See you tomorrow Mary." I went into the gym and drove myself hard thinking about how perfect her body was and how matronly I was becoming. Exhausted, I left the gym and went home. In the shower my hands slick with soap lifted my heavy breasts my thumb and fingers teasing my swollen nipples I closed my eyes and it was Linda's hands on my breasts; her lips on my nipples; her fingers spreading my lips. Her long slender fingers tease my clit and slip into my hot moist center. "Oh! Oooh! OHOOooooooooo!" I cried out as my body shock and trembled. Gasping for breath I slid down the cool tile wall into the tub the shower streaming onto my chest. What was it about Linda that I couldn't get her out of my mind? Over the next couple of weeks, even on my days off, I went to the gym and worked out with Linda. We talked as we walked, ran, or climbed on the various machines. I could feel and see that the extra work I was putting in was having an affect on my body. My tummy was tighter, my legs and hips were firmer and I had lost almost 10 pounds. Sometimes I Linda looking at me, especially my breasts. One day I had to wear my regular bra rather than my sports bra and I caught her looking as they bounced and swayed while I worked on the Stair Master. She looked away when I saw her but later said, "You know, Mary you are really looking good lately." Now it was my turn to blush. "I have you to thank for it you know." I don't know where I got the courage but I suddenly asked her. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "Do you have time?" She smiled. "I have time. Where would you like to go?" We walked the short distance down the strip mall to a coffee shop that was busy with people getting coffee, donuts, and bagels on their way to work. There was no problem finding a table as most people were getting their coffee to go. We sat down with a steaming cup in front of us and talked I found out she was just out of school and was still living at home since she hadn't found a job yet. She asked about my job and my life and I found myself telling her things I hadn't talked about in years. My failed marriage, my 11-year-old daughter who lived with my ex-husband. How I struggled going back to school to get my nursing degree and make a life for myself. I looked down at my empty cup and watch blushing. "My god I must be boring you with the tale of my life." "No, I think you are a really special person to have overcome all of that." Her hand reaching out covering mine her long smooth soft fingers. I felt a tingle move up my arm at her touch and I looked into her eyes she had tears in her big brown eyes and I could feel the tears running down my cheek. "I shouldn't have gone on like that." I told her while she patted my hand. That was the start of our friendship and it was at that moment I think I fell in love with her. Sometimes it was coffee sometimes it was juice but we got together each day after our workouts and we talked and shared the event of our lives. We also began to talk to each other on the phone almost every day. I remember the day she called me waking me from a sound sleep; remember I work nights, to tell me that she had finally gotten a job. She was bubbling over and asked if she could come over and tell me all about it. She was at my door in about 5 minutes. I was still in my nightgown, an old very thin Garfield tee shirt that barely covered my bottom. I let her in and I could feel her eyes on me as I went back to my room for a robe. "Mary, I'm sorry, but I just had to tell you." "I got the job teaching 2nd grade at Smithfield Elementary School." I hugged her pulling her tightly to me. She was shaking and I could feel her trembling with excitement against my breasts. I could also feel my nipples growing hard as I held her. Linda was so excited her arms wrapped around me and pulled me even closer to her I could smell the perfume of her hair, as my head was pulled tight against her shoulder. "I'm so happy for you." I hugged her rubbing my hands up and down her back. "We ought to celebrate." "I'm starting my weekend now so we can do something to celebrate tonight." "Oh Mary, Yes, yes we have to celebrate." "Lets get really dressed up and go out on the town." "That's a great idea I haven't been out for ages." She finally let me go and I sat her down at the kitchen table and told me all about her interview. All about how much she wanted to get out on her own to get a place of her own, to finally be able to live her life. I yawned, and she remembered she had gotten me up. "Oh god Mary, I woke you up and now I'm sitting here keeping you up." She grinned and giggled. "I'll leave and let you go back to sleep your going to need your rest tonight." "Don't think I'm so old I cant keep up." I chided her as I led her to the door. "Linda it was worth waking up to see you so happy." I leaned up and kissed her, my lips just barely grazing hers "Your on your way now girl." "I'll pick you up at 8:00." She told me, hugging me again before she bounced out the door. As she drove off I leaned back against the door hugging my breasts to myself thinking, "Linda I Love You. I went back to bed but had a very hard time going to sleep thinking of what I would wear tonight and what I hoped would happen between us. Mostly I thought about Linda, of how her hair smelled how her body felt against mine and how her lips fluttered when mine touched hers. I finally fell asleep after bringing myself to a crashing climax thinking about Linda's lips on mine, her hands on my breasts, her hair spreading over my tummy as her tongue delved deep into my womanhood. I woke up about 4:00 in the afternoon and had to decide what I would wear tonight. It was a special night, a dress up night, I thought as I looked through my closet. I finally decided on a slinky long black dress that was slit half way up my thigh. The neckline was a modest scoop that would show my very ample cleavage, especially with the black lace half-cup bra I would be wearing. A black, real silk, camisole, and matching black lace garter belt, very sheer stockings and black silk tap pants that let the slinky dress flow easily over my body. I decide to wear the highest heels I had, (two inches, remember I'm a nurse and shoes are for comfort) I spent over an hours getting my hair and makeup just right looking in the mirror I thought, "You still do look hot." I couldn't remember the last time I dressed up it must have been last Christmas for the party at the doctors house. Thinking back I haven't felt this excited about a date since my divorce. I looked at the clock and it was nearly 8:00. I went and sat in the living room waiting for Linda to arrive. I could hardly sit still. Sitting down crossing my legs, picking up a magazine, putting it down, getting up, walking to the window, looking out to see if her car was there yet. Every time I moved I could feel the soft material of my dress caress my body the rough lace of the bra teasing my nipples to hard points. Finally, I heard her car pull up. I had the door open before she could even knock. I gasped Linda was absolutely stunning. She was wearing an emerald green dress that matched her eyes. Her long brown hair flowing over her shoulders and down her back shined in the light of my living room. I pulled her inside. "My god you are beautiful." Turn around so I can see all of you." She blushed and twirled around in front of me the short skirt of her dress swirled out as she turned. Her dress had a halter-top and as she turned around I saw it was nearly backless. Linda's firm breasts juggled and tried to peek out from the sides of the halter. Her nipples were as hard as mine poking points in the shimmering fabric of her dress. Her make up complemented her youthful skin so that you hardly noticed any until you reached her full red lips. I wanted to kiss them so bad to taste her sweet lips and tongue. "Wow, you sure clean up nice." She said, as her eyes took in my in my outfit. I could see she liked the way the dress fell straight to the floor from the tip of my breasts and how it slid over outlining my bottom in back. She came to me, pulling me against her hugging me close. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against me and I moaned softly as she hugged me so hard. My hands caressed her back feeling her bare skin for the first time wanting more. I felt she wanted to kiss me I tilted my face up her lips gently brushed mine. I felt my knees shake and then she released me holding my hand and pulling me to the door. "Come on or we will be late." Just giving me a chance to grab my bag before she pulled me out the door. Sitting in the car I could hardly keep my eyes off her. I could tell she was nervous but didn't really know why. "Linda," I said. "We will really make them drool tonight." " Will you protect me if they start swarming around me?" She laughed. "If you keep them off me." "You know we could always tell them we aren't interested in men." I said it jokingly, even if it was true in my case. Linda looked at me at me blushed and kind of stammered, "MmmMary," She stopped in mid sentence hitting the brakes hard, and just barely made the turn into the parking lot of the nicest night club in town. She pulled up to the valet parking and two young men in red vests and black pants assisted us from the car taking plenty of opportunities to look up our skirts and down our blouses. Linda came around the back of the car and took my arm. She leaned over whispering in my ear, "Maybe this will put their eyes back in their heads." She giggled and pulled me close as we went into the restaurant. The dinner was fabulous but couldn't tell you what I ate my attention was devoted to Linda. We talked about lots of things. Toasted her new job, and sipped what the sommelier said was the perfect wine with each course. The conversation turned to past loves and Linda feeling the wine started telling me how she had become engaged in her junior year and how just before graduation he had dumped her. I had heard it before but not all the details how he had called her a fat cheap tease and had never really loved her. "That's why I started going to the gym." She was sobbing. I held her hand while she let it all out then took her to the restroom to fix her face. I held her and told her, "He must be a real jerk if he couldn't see what a wonderful person you are." "Even if you had a few extra pounds." "Beside look at you now." "You have really showed him." "Mary, I feel so comfortable with you." "Its like I've known you forever." I held her hand loving her more than ever we got back to our table just as the band started playing. "Would you like to dance?" I asked her. "Beside the sharks are beginning to circle." I nodded toward the bar where several men were leering at us. She giggled. "Lets it will give them something to talk about." It surprised me but she reached for me pulling me from my seat and guiding me to the dance floor. She held me close. I wanted to put my head on her shoulder and press myself to her but I didn't. She danced well and I followed her lead. We watched the people around us. Whispering and giggling about the looks we were getting from the men and women. The song ended we returned to our table and the waiter brought us two drinks, "They are from the gentleman at the bar." He told us. Linda picked up her drink and sipped it smiling in the direction of the bar. A rather nice looking young man came over and Linda thanked him for the drinks. "May I join you?" He asked, a hopeful smile on his face. Linda took my hand in hers and told him. "No, my friend and I don't need any male company." I almost chocked on my drink. Then she smiled at him and leaned over and kissed me. I was speechless. Linda then took my arm and pulled me up to the dance floor again this time pulling me even closer. I leaned my head on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "That was amazing." She pressed herself against me her hands sliding up and down my back. Being in her arms was wonderful my body was tingling with excitement, desire, and love. I sighed softly as our bodies swayed together. I know I was thinking, "I love you" but didn't realize I had murmured it until she hugged me hard and whispered back. "Mary, I love you." I looked up into her eyes she was crying as she held me close, our bodies pressed tightly together swaying slowly in time with the music. The song ended, we went back to the table sitting close getting ourselves together clutching each other's hands. We left the restaurant and sat in Linda's car. "Linda I really meant what I said." I squeezed her hand. "I think I have loved you from the first time I saw you, and I have grown closer to you over the past few months." "I know." She whispered. I could feel her hand squeezing mine harder. "Mary, I've never told you before because I thought you would run away from me." "You know my fiancée he broke up with me because someone told him I was a lesbian." " Mary, I got engaged because I wanted to be normal to be what my Mom and Dad always wanted." "Oh Mary." She broke down crying, "I've wanted to tell you so many times but I just couldn't I was so afraid you would think I was a freak and leave me." "I was so afraid of telling you my feelings." We were both crying by this time I took a tissue and wiped the tear streaked mascara from my face and handed one to Linda to do the same. "Mary you look so beautiful even when you cry." She said, daubing the tears from her face. We returned to my house, and I would love to tell you that we fell into each other's arms and made passionate love until morning, but the truth is we sat at my kitchen table talking until the sun came up. We talked about how we both had been living a lie trying to be people others thought we should be, and of how we had both been hurt so many times because of it. Before she left we kissed passionately for the first time. A Dream Comes True AUTHOR'S NOTE - This story is my first fictional foray into the world of Crossdressers, Shemales and Transsexuals. All comments will be appreciated of those who submit them. * I was sitting in my home... if you could call it that. It was an apartment in a complex that looked so run-down it wasn't funny... and it drove away most of those who wanted to rent there. The only reason I stayed there was because it was the perfect cover for what I did. Anyways, I was reading my e-mail when I ran into a message from someone I knew. "Christina," as she called herself now, asked me if I was still a single guy and was wondering if we could meet for coffee. I replied that I was, and still living in the place I called home. She then asked me to take a taxi up to the Lewiston/NezPerce County Airport and catch the next flight to Seattle... which I did. But she stipulated that I wasn't to take any clothes or any personal sundries... everything would be supplied when I arrived. So I followed her instructions and immediately boarded Horizon Air's nonstop flight. When I knew her, she was MaryAnne Jones, a lovely young woman who just turned 18 years old on the day we graduated high school. She was a petite 5' 10" blonde who had nice breasts and an hourglass shape any girl in our class would die to have. Of course, the jocks went for the cheerleaders- so she was left pretty much alone. I was her only friend in high school, and she shared a lot of her secrets with me. Of course I did the same... but there was one secret I kept from her, for she would have thought I was insane for thinking it. One of my personal fantasies, one that I could only exercise openly on Halloween, was of dressing as a girl... shaving my body hair off, putting on pretty lingerie and clothes and slipping into high heel shoes. Being in feminine clothes, a wig and makeup gave me a sense of being able to turn a lesbian into a bisexual at a local nightclub. Once I landed at SeaTac Airport and entered the terminal at the designated gate, my eyes were scanning for my friend... but when a beautiful lady walked up, I couldn't believe my eyes. She stood as tall as she did in high school... but her short blonde hair was a very long brunette. "MaryAnne?" I asked, a little scared of her. "Only now, I'm Christina," she replied, "What do you think of my new look?" She was completely transformed... and I was surprised at it. Her breasts, which were like small pears in high school, now looked full and voluptuous... and her other body parts were augmented to keep the hourglass shape she was known in my eyes for. She was truly beautiful... and I couldn't help but reach up and pull her down to kiss her lips very passionately. She wore a red blazer and skirt with seammed black stockings and a black silk blouse. She had made her face in crimson and bronze shades that I could have taken her at that very moment... and my face showed it. "Later, love," she said, "Let's head to my house and I'll serve us coffee." Once in the study at her mansion, she told me of her experiences with the internet- and how having an online business had turned her into a multi millionairess. "It was then that I thought of you, love," she said, "and how I always wanted to be with you for the rest of my life. But something else came to my mind a few days ago... would you like to know of my fantasy?" At my nod, she said, "I've taken an interest in men who want to look like a woman... sensual and feminine, but still packing a hard cock that I can please." "Can I tell you of a fantasy that I've been exercising for a long time?" I asked her. At her nod, I told her that I was dressing up at Halloween... not as a character, but as a woman. "I used silicon breastforms as augmentation for my chest," I said, "and used as much technique to make my face into the perfect feminine style. I kept a wardrobe of clothes in the closet that I could easily dress into... and it's set me thinking why." "I think I know why, Dale," she said, "I think that you've been feminized as a child... and that you want to return to the feminine life you had before." At my excited nodding, Christina said, "I can help you become the perfect woman... and Seattle's the perfect place for a transsexual to experience it." Within a few weeks, she had me moved into her mansion with all of my clothing split between 2 bedrooms... one for my feminine looks and one for my businesswear. "During the week," she said, "you wear your men's wear... but on the weekends, it's time for us to be girlfriends until the time comes when you want to become all girl." Nodding my head, I received a kiss as reward. Noticing that my lingerie wardrobe didn't have much in the terms of sleepwear for my feminine lifestyle, Christina said, "I think we should dress you in feminine clothes and go shopping for some lingerie." She pulled out a slinky red dress from her own closet as well as a complete lingerie outfit in black- bra, panties and a garter belt- as well as black stockings and my breastforms- and she surprised me by getting out a latex vagina for the outfit. While she was doing this, I was in her shower getting cleaned up... and by that, I mean using a cream to remove the hair from all over my body. Once I finished my shower, she came in and was dazzled by my appearance as a clean-looking young girl. Sitting me down on the toilet, she began making my face up by applying a medium foundation on it, then using cover to make the blemishes disappear. Then she plucked my eyebrows to shape them into a feminine style before applying an eyebrow pencil to accent them. Christina then took a dark eyeliner pencil and used it on the rims of my eyelids while telling me I had wonderfully big green eyes and that they should be shown off. She then took shades of red and brown eye shadow and created a lovely style for them. Once she applied 2 coats of black mascara, I could immediately tell that I was a gorgeous female from just the makeup. She then gave me a bronze blushjob on my cheeks and nose to give them color before using powder to lock it all in place. Picking up a red lip-pencil, Christina held my head still as she circled the outside edge of my lips with it... then she applied a deep red lipstick to it and locked it in with gloss. "Now, it's time to finish the transformation with the clothes," she said. I first put the vagina over my cock and tied it in place. Once the bra was on, I slipped the breastforms into the cups and reached for the panties... but she stopped my hand and instead directed it to the stockings and garter belt. "It will make it easier when you have to go to the ladies' room to wear your panties over the garters of your belt," she said. Once my underwear and breasts were on, Christina helped me into the dress and fastened it with a combination of buttons, a neck clasp and a black patent leather belt. Once my feet were in a pair of red patent high heels and I was standing, she then gave me a deeply passionate kiss while she slipped a long brunette wig on my head and pinned it in place. Over the course of the afternoon, people were looking at us and must have thought we were sisters. They never looked twice at us, because we were chatting it up like girlfriends shopping for each other. Christina spent the afternoon buying for me- surprising me with a leather corset, a bustier and other feminine clothes for my wardrobe. She even bought me a leather teddy and a babydoll outfit. And if that wasn't enough, we even went to a local store that sold breastforms and she bought me a larger pair for my outfits. But once we got home after spending the entire afternoon- all the way to 8:00 at night- shopping, we dropped the bags on the floor and she began undressing me from the dress, the panties and the false pussy. Once she pushed me onto the bed, she knelt on the floor and began licking and sucking my cock- which was soft when she began, but quickly became hard with her ministrations. "Gently rub your cock so that it doesn't go soft on me," she told me as she rose and began an erotic striptease that left her with the same amount of clothing on. She then kissed me passionately while jacking my 8in. member with her hand. When she was back sucking my cock, her pussy was over my face... and after smelling her passion, I couldn't help but take tongue inside my lipstick-painted mouth and snake it into her lovenest. My gentle playing brought moans from her lips surrounding my cock... and as much as I loved it, I let her know by moaning my approval. It was when I was near orgasm that my moaning increased... and so did the licking I did on her lovenest. She couldn't stop increasing her moaning in passion- and once her pussy began to flood sweet nectar from deep within, my prick began flooding her mouth with cum that she swallowed deeply... and when we kissed afterward, we swapped our own sexual jisms with each other. She then impaled herself onto my cock and slowly rode it for 5hrs., letting her pussy lube it with her juices. During this time, she came multiple times... and when it neared 2am, I flooded her lovenest with my warm cock-juice that brought a sigh from her sweet lips. We then laid down in the same bed, my warm prick never leaving her sweet pussy- and her soft arms entwined around my hard body. It was half a year since I moved in with my girlfriend, and Christina had given me quite a bit to think about over that time. It had become a routine for 2 months now, and I looked forward to it. Monday-Thursday, I was known as the man to turn to for professional website design services done with quality, style and precision... but starting Friday morning and ending Sunday night I traded my business wear for feminine clothes, becoming known as Regina, her younger sister. We would always go out shopping or to a movie or clubbing and Christina had taught me other things beyond feminine manners- dancing, eating demurely and even how to speak as a girl, even though I had a man's set of vocal chords. Whenever we went out during the week, I saw guys flirting with Christina and was sick of it. Of course, though, she put them on the wayside- she told them that I was the one she kept herself for. And she was right... for every night, we were in her room, sucking and fucking and having an over all good time. But whenever I dressed as Regina, the guys all spent equal time in flirting with both of us... and Christina taught me to be flirtatious but to always be dedicated to a boyfriend. But now I was taking stock of my life, considering what had been happening since I began this trek between genders... and what had been happening to my life since this started. Whenever I dressed in my normal clothes, I was as normal as I could be- focusing on business and what was considered normal for men. But lately I felt that whenever I dressed as Regina, I was magically transformed into an attractive and vivacious young woman who wanted the most from life... and was willing to do whatever it took to get it. I also felt a kind of magic whenever I dressed as Regina- that when I slipped the latex vagina and panties I would wear that day over my cock and balls would change into a girl's pussy, and that after I put the bra on after attaching the breastforms they would become real. In a way, I was wishing I could be a complete girl when I dressed as one... and the clothes were making that wish reality. Christina had a complete set of documents registered with the state for Regina- how it happened I don't know, but it happened. She also arranged for credit cards for her, this way I could be as normal as I could. "Ever since I came to see Christina," I thought, "I love going out as Regina, and my real self has been a mundane existence. She treats me beyond what a girlfriend should- treating me like a sister, even when I'm dressed as me." I came to realize that as much as I liked being my real self, Regina was slowly creeping into my male existence- influencing my thoughts, giving me something to hope for... and it was then that I came to a conclusion that I could consider real. I was wanting to become Regina... for the rest of my life. I called Christina the very next day... which, surprisingly enough, was Wednesday. I wanted to talk to her about what was happening whenever I dressed as Regina- and how she was creeping more into my life. "Come down to the study for breakfast," she said, "and we'll talk about it." Once we were served, I asked my girlfriend of her childhood years as MaryAnne- and she started out with a deep breath... "I was born the last of 7 children," she said, "and the only other girl in the family opposite mother. We always hung out together, and I grew to telling her my problems. But I missed having a sister that could play with me... because my brothers wanted to play football and other sports, and I was playing with dolls and girl's toys." "I can bet not having a sister made your life a sad existence," I told her- and she nodded her head 'yes' in reply. "It was when you said that you've been dressing up as a woman on Halloween that I hoped you would change your life," she said, "That you would want to be Regina, my younger sister, and that we would share our lives as women." She then went on to say that the house was enchanted by the previous owner, an enchantress that specialized in changing people... and that's when I told her what I felt whenever I dressed as Regina on the weekends- that the items I used to mask my masculinity became more than just illusions. Naturally Christina was surprised at this but she suspected that the enchantments on the house had their effects on it. "I was taking stock of my life here the last few days," I said, "and I came to a conclusion that I knew I wanted." Her face then lit up with joy when I said, "I want to be your younger sister... I want to be Regina, and not just for the weekends- but for the rest of my life." "Then I want you to do something," Christina said, "I want you to use your feminine masking elements... if this house is enchanted, they will become real- and then I can treat you to some girl-on-girl loving." I then ran up to my bedroom and prepared to become Regina- but not until Christina gave me a box and said to wear what's inside. When I was working on Monday, she went online and bought a complete outfit consisting of a specially designed bra, corset, gloves and stockings. "She must really want this to be special," I thought, so I laid out my favorite wig and black patent leather high heels and went to get the rest of the stuff. When Christina came up an hour and a half later, she was dazzled by my appearance. I took the time to carefully do the makeup after I showered, using a hair remover instead of a razor to remove the remaining body hair from me. She swept over and gave me a very passionate kiss as her hands felt all over my body... especially my tits and pussy. It seemed that what she said was right- because the house was magically enchanted, the items that I used to mask my male self turned my body into a woman- and we then shared a second passion-filled kiss. Christina had changed into a chemise with a plunging neckline and red high heels without anything else on- and I couldn't help but use my hands to feel all over her body, eventually cupping her tits and fingering her nipples which almost made her orgasm. She moaned out her pleasure as she began undressing me from the corset... she couldn't wait to do what she intended. Once I was undressed she pushed me onto the bed and knelt in front, gently kissing my pussy... and I felt it, crying out in feminine pleasure. She then took her tongue and lapped at the wetness seeping from the lips before attacking my clit, making me cry in pleasure. She was doing what I did to her as a man- and I was loving every moment... whether her tongue touched any part of my pussy or the upper calf of my leg, she knew what turned a woman on. "When you fully become Regina," she said, "you can have this anytime you wanted." I had to admit it was wonderful how she was pleasuring me. Christina then took her tongue and attacked my pussy as she used her finger to rub my clit, driving me to my first female cumming... and I loved every minute of it. She then kissed me passionately, letting me taste my own salty cum on her lips and in her mouth. I then knew that the decision I made before we sat down to talk was the right one- the spirit of the enchantress knew it, and went to work transforming my life... The next day, I knew I couldn't be any sadder because I wasn't what I used to be. The enchantress changed me overnight from a sad man without any family into both the sister of my girlfriend and a vibrant young woman- even going so far as altering the memories of my life, tying Christina into them. It was then that I let my left hand cup one of my breasts while my right dove for my pussy... I knew I couldn't prepare for the day before not having one orgasm, and I brought myself off, screaming passionately as I flooded my bedding with my female juices. I then went and took a bath, getting ready for the day. A Dream Comes True I am 34 married and have one kid. My teen years were spent on books and day dreaming that I never really got to play around with girls. I married my first love. After six years of marriage I was getting to feel bored and started going online and having cyber sex. This really opened up my innermost fantasies and I realized that they could be enacted in the privacy of my room. I started feeling attracted to women much more and started to imagine really naughty scenes with the women I used to meet across in my daily routine. I would imagine the lady at the supermarket taking me into a storage room and having sex with me. So with these really sexy ideas in my head, I went to the supermarket on a wet Monday evening. I was walking down the aisle for cosmetics when I bumped into another trolley. I apologized and almost did a double take when I realized how gorgeous the lady was. She smiled at my reaction. She was around my height, that is 5' 9" and her tight t-shirt showing her fairly sizeable bust which I gauged to be around 32c. She was wearing a tight pair of pants that showed off her butt and her slightly rounded tummy told me that she was a mom. A really sexy one. Her hair was short and dark with a fringe that fell across her face. "Er.. hello.. do you mind moving? " she said, smilingly as she acknowledged my looks by sweeping her eyes along my thin frame. I am not a great looking guy, but I did my exercises and had a flat stomach which was the envy of most of my mates. Her gaze rested on my tummy and then it was my turn to interrupt. "Er.. madam, do you still want me to move?" I asked. My heart was beating faster than an express train. My mind was on all those fantasies I had. She looked a bit embarrassed trying to push her trolley. It seemed to be stuck and then she bent over to see what was wrong. This gave me the most wonderful view of the day of her creamy breasts. I love to watch a woman's breasts when she bends over. Something about the way the breasts fit into the bra cups as they bend make it sexier than seeing naked breasts. Call me weird but a cleavage shot of a woman in a low neck blouse and bra turns me on more than a topless woman. I felt blood rushing to my groin and felt that all too familiar feeling guys feel when their thought process is dictated by a member which is about 6 inches below their belly button. I lifted her head and I was faced with the most embarrassing moment of my day and possibly my life. As a practice I never look down blouses for the simple reason that the owner of the blouse invariably knows when someone looks down their blouse or at least this is what my wife tells me! In addition the google image search can get you a wide sample of female breasts of all shapes and sizes in the privacy of your home. But this moment was where all reason left my brain and pure male instincts took over. Then there was that slightly amused smile again. To my surprise, she bent again. This time longer than any other moment I have gone through in my life. I stared like a rabbit caught in headlights, my mind refusing to let my body move. The fact that she was wearing a purple bra made it even sexier. She lifted her torso slowly, her eyes now on me. "Oh dear, this thing seems to be broken. Can you help me by getting another trolley?" she asked, her eyes sparkling. "Oh, I have an idea. Why don't we share this trolley? The trolley station is far away and I don't want you to take so much trouble on account of me," she said. Was she coming onto me? I was not sure. But decided to take the plunge which would later prove to be an adventure. I nodded dumbly and realized that all this time there had been a younger woman resembling her standing behind the older lady. She was introduced to me as her cousin. The older lady's name was Tracy and her cousin was Linda. There was not much of a difference between the two ladies except for the flatter tummy and the smaller bust on the younger girl. She also had dimples that made a face look cute when she smiled. Her butt was proportionately larger compared to her older cousin and I felt myself checking it out. Tracy had a confident air about her, displaying the confidence only an older woman can display around a man. Linda was quite the opposite, being shy and distant while letting Tracy take the lead but at the same time being envious of the older woman's' confidence. I picked these vibes up while keeping them company through their quest for groceries, aisle after aisle. We chatted all the way to the checkout counter. The younger girl remained silent while Tracy told me about herself. She was a PR manager at an advertising company which explained her friendliness. Or so I thought. We went to the front and she said that she wanted to go to the taxi stand and then came my opportunity. I offered her a lift. My wife was away on a business trip and the babysitter was home and I had nothing much to worry. She politely accepted the invitation and we left the supermarket. On the way I go a chance to check out Tracy's cousin. She wore a short skirt and thin strap t-shirt that was sexy as hell. I met her eyes on the rear view mirror a number of times. I also got a glimpse of her cleavage and I adjusted the rear view mirror so that I could get a better view. She must have realized this since she stretched like a cat a number of times, lifting her arms, making her breasts press against the thin fabric of her t-shirt. I forced myself to bring back my attention to the road and Tracy. We were talking about the traffic and the costs of apartments around the area when suddenly I felt Linda's head come between the front seats. I felt her breast press against the back of my hand. I just left it there as she asked Tracy about dinner. I could have sworn that she deliberately rubbed her breast against my arm but I could not be sure. We ended up picking up dinner and Tracy invited me to stay for dinner. We reached her house and we went inside. My heart was taking stock of this whole thing and I was on the verge of breaking down and running out of the house. All of my religious upbringing told me that I was getting into something which was quite alien to me. But naturally, humans don't let reason get in the way when the thought process is dictated by their hormones. So I stayed. Tracy asked me to make myself comfortable. She returned in a bathrobe with a spare one in her hand. She sat down in front of me, bending unnecessarily, giving me more than a glimpse of her cleavage. "So what was the highlight of your day?" she asked smiling mischievously. "Umm.... when you bent over the trolley," I replied, not knowing whether I would be thrown out of the house. "Oh, looks like you have led a pretty mundane life," she said. "How would you like to have an experience of a lifetime?" she asked, fluttering her eyelids, striking a suggestive pose, thrusting out her breasts at me. "Well, what do you have in mind?" I asked, my heartbeat picking up its onslaught against the confines of my chest. "Umm... that's for us to know and for you to find out," she said. I made an effort to stop my hands from shaking and my throat went dry realizing what could happen next. I didn't fail to notice the word "us". This is what would happen to Peter North and not me, a boring IT professional. "You must be all sweaty. Would you like to have a shower?" she asked. "I do have a change of clothing too, if you want to get into something comfortable. I hate to eat without a nice warm shower," she said looking pointedly at my body. I got up and took the bathrobe off her hands. Then she proceeded to unbutton my shirt and that really took me by surprise. I just stood there like a dumb ass, as she proceeded to take my shirt off and then the vest. She looked at my chest and ran her hands lightly along my chest to the hard flat tummy. "Mmmm.. I like a man who takes care of his body," she murmured as her hands explored my skin. Her hand glided to my belt and unbuckled it, pushing my trousers down. By this time, my cock was straining against my underwear. She pretended not to notice the bulge and made me wear the bathrobe. She took me by the hand to her room. I don't know how I managed to follow her without toppling. My legs felt like jelly but I managed to make it. She then took me to her bathroom and made me sit on a stool while she proceeded to take off her bathrobe. I have never seen such a display of eroticism with a simple act such as taking a bathrobe off. She made it look so sexy but simple that made me almost cum in my underwear. She then stepped into the cubicle and started to shower facing me. She ran her hands along her body, slowing down at her tummy and moving back again to rub her breasts. She lifted them and squashed them together, pointing the pink nipples at me. She moved her hands to her pussy, rubbing it suggestively, parting her legs and giving me a view of her pussy. It was clean shaven and smooth. I just sat their enjoying this little show. A few moments later, the door opened and Linda walked in, stark naked. Her breasts were heavier than Tracy's and high. They bounced lazily as she walked her hips swaying in unison, giving me a view of her young butt. She pulled another stool and sat right behind me. I felt her hands on my shoulders and she began to massage my back. Her hands were strong and firm on my shoulders and I felt her body heat. After a while she moved closer with her thighs on either side of me and her breasts started to rub against my skin making me shiver. After some time we were positioned as if we were riding a motorcycle. The whole length of her torso rubbed against me including her thighs. Her hands moved to my chest, rubbing and kneading my chest muscles. Her hands moved lower to my tummy moving dangerously close to my trembling cock. Her hands whizzed past my cock and onto my thighs. I felt her fingers tracing the contours of my thighs while I felt her hard nipples against my back. I rocked back and forth, crushing her breasts against my back. She then got up and walked over so that she was standing in front of me. She sat on my thighs smiling into my face. She picked my hands up and placed them underneath her heavy breasts. I felt their weight as I squeezed lightly. They were so soft and I squeezed them lightly admiring the nipples standing out. I started to bend my head towards them when I was interrupted. "Hey, baby, would you like to join me?" said Tracy. Linda stood up and calmly walked into the shower cubicle and started to rub against Tracy kissing her cheek and hugging her tight, turning inside the cubicle to keep me entertained. I wanted to jack off so much but I controlled my urge. My cock was so hard in my underwear that it hurt. I barely felt it as I watched these two hot women kiss each other, rubbing their breasts and bodies together. Tracy pulled back to lovingly soap Linda running the piece of soap all over her young body. Linda leaned against the glass while Tracy took her time soaping every part of Linda's body. She parted her legs allowing Tracy to soap her pussy and I saw Tracy reach back and clean Linda's anus. Afterwards she washed off all the soap and then it was Linda's turn to soap Tracy. It was the most erotic sight as Linda ran her hands along Tracy's body giving me Goosebumps. Both women acted as if I was not there and when I saw Linda's finger enter Tracy's anus, I lost control. I got up and went closer to watch Linda finger Tracy's ass. Tracy moaned as she felt Linda's finger while closing her eyes and lifting her face up in ecstasy. They finished cleaning each other up and then looked at me. Tracy called me into the shower cubicle. I walked under the shower like a zombie, afraid to say anything as it could spoil the moment. The cubicle was fairly large but I kept bumping into the soft bodies of the two women. Tracy moved in front of me while Linda was behind me. They started to caress my body cleaning the grime and sweat off. Then they took a couple of bars of soap and proceeded to soap me. I shivered as I felt their hands all over my body, soaping every crevasse they could find. I felt the unmistakable pressure against my anus as I felt Tracy push her finger into my ass. Although I am not bi, I do enjoy a finger in my butt. I closed my eyes as I felt Tracy's finger probing me while Linda cupped my balls, squeezing them gently. They kept avoiding my hard cock. I presumed that they wanted so save the best for last or at least I hoped. I closed my eyes and felt the exquisite feeling of being pampered by two sexy naked women. I couldn't help believing that I was only dreaming. I opened my eyes to see the intent look on Tracy's face as she used all of her energy to clean me up. Finally, I was clean and smelling like a baby. They toweled me, avoiding my hard cock. I knew that they didn't want me to cum anytime soon. Tracy and Linda led me to their bed and made me lie down. Then they proceeded to kiss each other while rubbing their bodies against each other. Linda took the lead by kissing the older woman. She sucked Tracy's lips, sucking each of them into her mouth while her hand rubbed Tracy's tummy and breasts. Then she made Tracy lean against the dressing table and started to kiss her neck, her long tongue leaving a saliva trail moving towards Tracy's ear pushing her tongue into the ear, making Tracy shudder. Linda started to suck Tracy's earlobe and I have never seen such an erotic sight. Tracy reached down to Linda's boobs. She put some saliva into her palm before she cupped them in her hand rubbing the nipple against her slimy palm. Linda moaned and sucked harder on Tracy's ear lobe. Then she moved back to her soft lips. Tracy spread her legs to let Linda push her thigh between her legs allowing their pussies to rub against each others thighs. After a couple of minutes of rubbing, Tracy broke away from the kiss and moved over to where I lay. Before I realized what she was unto, I saw her ass descending on my face. Her hands pulled her cheeks apart as her ass hold descended on my lips. "Lick my asshole, baby..," she moaned as I started to lick her ass hole tentatively. I have never licked a woman's asshole before and knowing that Tracy enjoyed anal play excited me to taste it. I pushed my tongue gently at the opening, feeling it pulsate. She ground her ass into my face and tongue. Just then I felt a pair of hands on my thighs and realized that Linda had joined us. I felt her licking my balls and that made me moan. I really like the feel of a woman's tongue on my balls. Mine is clean shaven just for that purpose. I felt her suck on my balls. I lifted my hips off the bed to get more contact and Linda must have misunderstood my intensions as she parted my legs to and I felt her licking me lower and lower moving closer and closer to my anus. I shuddered as I felt her tongue, hot and wet on my asshole. I pushed my tongue harder at Tracy's asshole and felt it finally go inside. Since she was squatting on my face there was little resistance. I rubbed my finger across her slit as I tongue fucked her anus. Linda did the same with her tongue on my ass. I felt her finger take the place of her tongue as her tongue moved towards my balls. She sucked each ball hard. I love them to be sucked hard to the point a slight discomfort. This heightens the intensity of my climax. I continue to tongue Tracy's asshole, feeling her pussy juice drip on my chin and traveling down my neck. I pushed one finger inside her tight pussy. Immediately her rocking increased against my tongue and mouth. I felt Linda's tongue exploring my shaft moving to the top. I felt Tracy, bend to my cock. I have never experienced two women on my cock before. I will never forget the first time both tongues touched the tip of my cock. Both ladies fought over my cock head. They started to french kiss over my cock while fondling my balls. I pushed harder into Tracy's ass, fingering her pussy. Tracy lifted off my tongue and moved over trying to get a bet look at my cock. Both girls let me have their pussies to finger while they sucked my cock. I watched the two beauties as I fingered them both. It was tough going. My hands started to shake as I felt the strain of fingering two women. I pulled Linda onto my face leaving Tracy to lick my cock. I felt her deep throat it as my tongue closed in on Linda's pussy and ass. I licked her young pussy burying my tongue in her slit. Then I moved over to her ass. She was tighter than Tracy but more aggressive. She almost smothered me, pushing her ass into my face. I pushed her up to catch my breath but it was quite difficult. She kept grinding her pussy and ass in my face. I licked her rim and pushed my tongue in. She gasped as she felt my long tongue push in. She pushed and pushed against my tongue getting as much tongue as possible in her ass. I felt Tracy suck my cock hard while fingering my ass. Then turned and sat on my cock. It felt so hot, feeling her pussy slide on my cock. She started to move, kissing Linda as I licked her ass. I started to finger Linda and almost immediately she shuddered as she came against my finger. I guess the ass licking and fingering coupled with seeing Tracy on my cock didn't help at all. Linda rose off my face and moved over to Tracy. She pushed her off my cock, yes, literally pushed her off and started to suck it. Tracy recovered and pushed her again, sitting down on my cock. She pulled Linda up and hugged her as she rode my cock up and down. Usually, I can last longer when I woman rides my cocks than on the missionary position. So before I could reach my peak Tracy, peaked. I felt her pussy squeeze my cock hard in spasms as she came. Tracy came to a standstill and the two ladies continued to kiss forgetting me. I flexed my cock and that gave Tracy the message. Both ladies climbed off me and proceeded to lick and suck my cock. Tracy fingered my ass again as she sucked the life out of my cock. I didn't last long and I came hard into her mouth. She let me shoot all of my cum and then lifted her mouth off my cock. Then both women started to kiss each other sucking and licking my cum. It was so sexy that I couldn't help feeling sorry that I was not married to this lady. A Dream Comes True Saturday morning, Todd awakes from a good night's rest from a rather stimulating dream. How stimulating is very evident, as he lies in bed with a raging hard-on. His wife lying next to him, still asleep. Todd has never had this dream before; an act he's wished for 3 years that his wife would perform; his First Blowjob. Todd was your typical shy, reserved guy we all know. In high school, he had very few girlfriends; in college, he always stayed behind when everyone went to party. Needless to say, his wife Janet, whom he met through a friend, was his first real relationship. Janet gave him his firsts of most things from 2nd base on home. However, Janet's somewhat reserved upbringing led her to stray from some of those sexual things some view as "dirty". Bringing us back to today; Todd and Janet have been married for 3 years. While they have a great sex life, Janet had yet to take Todd's cock into her mouth. He yearned for is, had heard stories of just how good it felt. His friends would tell him that for some it's better than sex. Three years of longing for his cock to feel the warmth of her mouth had built up in his mind. His surreal dream was only a matter of time. When his wife awakes, she finds Todd already awake, rather very awake. "I had quite an exciting dream last night." Says Todd. "Oh? What was your dream about?" "I dreamt you kissed me, where you've never kissed me before." Todd described his dream nervously, as he knew Janet preferred to not discuss such matters. Surprisingly, Janet was very intrigued by his story. "Did it feel good?" Janet asked in her most sultry voice. "Oh, it felt amazing. I wish it wasn't so intense that it woke me." Janet smiled; the thought of her husband having sexual dreams about her was a big turn-on. While she'd always been reserved about the idea of giving a blowjob, suddenly the idea of pleasuring her husband in a way he's never experienced made her want him. The next day, both awoke as if it were any other day. A cup of coffee and a muffin started the day for Todd. Janet walked into the kitchen shortly after, joined Todd for a nice & quiet breakfast. As Todd left for the shower, an idea developed in Janet's mind. She'd never given a blowjob before, so if she went through with it, it would be the first for her as well. Todd would be totaling caught off guard, and fresh out of the shower. As Todd's shower finished and he stepped out, suddenly he was grabbed by Janet and pushed into the bedroom. Before Todd even had a chance to realize what was about to happen next, Janet ripped the towel from his body and forced Todd onto the bed. As Janet lay over his naked body she whispered into his ear: "Your dream is about to come true..." Janet lowered her head to Todd's limp cock which was quickly hardening as he now knew what she'd meant. While still limp, Janet knew there was no going back and took all of Todd's cock into her mouth. She was turned on by the idea of feeling him grow inside her mouth. It took no time for Todd to grow to his full, hard 7" inches. Janet removed his cock from his mouth and stroked him a few times as she kisses the head. Licking down the shaft, Janet was now quite horny knowing what feeling she was giving her husband. She took him in her mouth once again, massaging and tickling his balls and she swirled her tongue around the most sensitive areas. Janet began bobbing up and down on his shaft, being careful as to not take him too deep. Todd knew this would not last longer; he could already feel the cum bubbling in his balls after only a few minutes. After all, he'd never experienced such intense sensations. When Janet continued to tickle her tongue on his undershaft and sucked on the head, it was more than Todd could take. Janet could feel his balls tighten and his cock growing with the pending cum. At the last moment, Janet popped his cock out of her mouth and stroked his cock to orgasm. With the strongest orgasm he'd ever had, stream after stream of cum shot in the air, landing back on Janet's hand as she continued to pump every drop of cum out of his cock. Todd laid in amazement for what he'd just experienced and a grin from ear to ear. Janet gave Todd a hug and a kiss, cuddled close to his warmth and told Todd: "Dreams really do come true..." A Dream Comes True A dream that became reality for a fine young black man. Corey Blaine was pumping his prick in and out of her a very conservative pace now. He had finally got up the courage to capture her in her home, and fuck her, he had worn a mask to keep his identity a secret, but now he didn't really need it any longer. She had guessed who he was by his voice as he mumbled and gabbled, he had thought under his breath, but she had heard his bass tone. So he had no use for the mask now, and also because he had made her cum. It had served its purpose; it had scared the shit out of her, making it far easier to subdue her. He hadn't really even the thought that making her cum would be in favour. But once she had given it up, it was game over as far as he was concerned. He hadn't taken it off yet, but he would do soon, there would be no point in keeping it on. All he wanted to do was make her cum again, and if possible, then cum again some more. He knew enough about women to know that when they came, they all came differently, but the end result was the same. That little gasp of happy satisfaction, even most of them, but not all, gave out a little 'phew!' sometimes, and she had done just that. His saving grace was the fact that he still had a hard on despite cumming before she did at the first instance. Another reason she had guessed who he was, was, she had seen the tattoo on his arm, he'd forgotten about that, but when she saw it, right after hearing him, she knew who her attacker was. But he denied it, and kept on fucking her. She for her part had tried to deny it, and she had held out determinedly, but his nipping bites at her nipples, the hot breath and nibbling at her soft neck. The thick cock in her pussy, had all collaborated in sending her over the edge into sexual satisfied bliss. Now Corey was screwing her lengthily and rhythmically, all the way in, half way in, all the way out, half way out, sometimes the tip of his prick was barely touching her pussy lips, and then smashing it back in. She was 'Oooohing,' quietly, trying to block the sound in her throat as he did, why, because she couldn't guess which inward thrust would be next? And it all heightened her unwanted arousal. She was still trying to fight it, but she was involved now fighting a losing fight, she was on the ropes, and the knockout was near. He was on a roll, he had her held down, she couldn't get away, and she couldn't get him off her. He just kept going, and he would until she gave up, and gave in. She exploded, another orgasm that she wasn't really expecting smashed her on to the rocks of sexual release, another one followed, and then she mewled, had he beaten her, had she succumbed? Corey felt his balls tighten, he had concentrated completely on her getting it, he had shot his load first off, now he was going to give her a second bucket full. He humped hard into her, causing her to gasp and moan, they were involuntary, as she felt it swill her insides like a fireman's hose. Corey was more than happy at this, if this hadn't have gone his way; he would be on his way to a long and difficult jail term. Her eyes were closed, she was breathing deeply, mumbling between deep breaths, Oh, hmmmm...... Then he spoke for the first time. "You shouldn't have said what you did Angelica," he told her, he looked down at his mother's best friend. She was beautiful, thirty five years old, a sexy blond goddess from above, and Corey had had the hots for her since he had first jacked off. He stared at the woman he had wanted to fuck for as long as he could remember, and now he had, and the best part was, he had done it successfully. "Said," she murmured, "what are you talking about Corey?" He smiled when she said that, he pulled the mask off, sure now that no matter what happened, now or in the future, she wouldn't betray him, simply because of what she had said to his mother. "You told her in our house," he said, "that there wasn't a man alive who could satisfy you in bed, and that included your husband! You had never met one," you told her, "since the first time you had sex, that you could look back on and say, Wow! That was the best ever." "You heard me say that, you can't have done, you weren't there, were you?" she suddenly knew he had to have been. "I was outside the door Angelica, I had just come in, I heard you speaking, I love your voice by the way, as well as your body," he told her, and squeezed a nipple quickly; this caused Angelica to rear up off her bed. "So I listened, not expecting to hear what I heard. And here we are. Now," he said, "I don't know if that was the best you've had, but I do know one thing, you came, and you came a few times too, and hard as well." Corey eyed her speculatively, she was laid on her back, her fabulous chest rising and falling spectacularly. She was gorgeous, beautiful enough to give any red blooded man an instant hard on for her. And that, he had thought was men's problems with her, she was too beautiful, and they were all scared to a man of failing, and so, they did just that, they failed! But Corey wasn't scared of that, he had been scared of ending up in jail, but now he was 99% certain he would not be going there. There was also one other massive favour in his armoury. One he had had no idea of, and why should he? He had been the kind of lover she had always imagined 'the one' to be. The one that had taken her as if he had owned her, forced her, and fucked her, and indeed had made her cum, several times. Corey was one that she would never have taken herself, never accepted any kind of offer from, never gone anywhere near, had never mixed with, until she had met his mother five years ago, and they had become instant friends. Corey was black, and a very good looking black boy, or young man of nineteen, his forty year old mother knew of Corey's sex life, or at least a lot of it, and she also knew he had the hots for Angelica. When she had broached the subject, his mother reminded him that she was married. "And, the only way you could get someone like her Corey," she had said, "would be to take her, and I would definitely not advise it. I would hate to have to visit you in jail!" she had told him, thinking that should end the subject. He had acknowledged her words, and had seemed to heed them, but he wanted her so much. And because of this he had been friendly, and helpful, when she wanted something, or wanted something doing; he was the one that volunteered, his mother would smile at her smitten boy and sigh. But Corey, rightly or wrongly began to feel that she was attracted to him in some way, he had caught her checking him out, or thought he had. He had seen faraway looks in her eyes when they had chatted, he began to think that maybe one day, just maybe one day? Then he had heard the conversation, he had thought about just trying his luck, but he sensed that he would be blown out of the water. Then in desperation he had thought up this ridiculous plan to capture her, fuck her, make her call out his name to him, declare her undying love, that she would want him forever and ever. HAH! But now here he was in her bed with her, he had in a moment of insane judgement decided to do what he had just done. He had entered her house, silently gone into her bedroom and waited for her to come home from the school where she taught. He had grabbed when she had come in, forced her face down on the bed and ripped her clothes away, tied her wrists behind her back, he was already naked. He knew her husband wasn't around, he was adept at finding out when he would be away, which was fairly often. He would ask his mother when 'Dumbell' was away; she would admonish him for calling him that, but would smile too, she knew what he meant. Angelica's husband was a quite successful business man, but always came over as some kind of person who didn't know anything about anything. His plan came together that Friday night; her husband wouldn't be home until the following afternoon, so he had gone for it, the consequences overruled by his ever demanding cock. So Corey, unknown to himself had achieved what no other man had in Angelica's past, he had just fucked her brains out, she had fought him, and she had struggled, but she had cum, several times too. But now he began to think that it was not just him, and what he had done to her, was it also, or maybe solely, because he was black, he wondered? He thought, 'Well Corey fucking well ask her, ask her if she has a thing about being black screwed,' he wouldn't say 'fucked' it wouldn't be right, not yet, but if she did, then it was open all hours for him he was sure! He was up on one elbow looking at the gorgeous soft lines of her, the swell of her magnificent breasts, the light brown erect nipples, the flat stomach, the rounded hips, her sleek long legs. "Angelica, you have a thing about being black screwed haven't you hmmm?" It was more of a challenge than a question. He went on feeling reasonably confident he was right. "Black on blond, it turns you on doesn't it? You a gorgeous blond being topped and tailed by a strong black man, in this case me! That's why no one had satisfied you in the past have they. And ask me if I'm happy I found out, am I glad I overheard you!" he told her gleefully. He hadn't meant to babble on like that, he hoped he hadn't gone too far and offended her, so he tweaked her nipples again, hoping to keep her mind on the moment in front of her, it made her squeal softly. "Corey Blaine don't, you have gone too far," she said, "I am not here for your sexual gratification, regardless of what you think, I am not the person you think I am!" But her voice didn't sound that right to him. 'And why say that,' he thought, 'why not go crazy, fight him again, even if her hands are tied, why hasn't she kicked me, tried to bite me, what's in her mind?' He decided to try again, he leaned over her, "watch me Angelica," he told her, she did. And she nearly broke her neck as it snapped back when she watched as he sucked a nipple into his black lips, nipped it with his teeth. "Oooooh, no Corey stop it, please don't," She cried out in a sort of desperation. It was a plea not a demand, she writhed about; he cocked his leg over hers, and sank a finger into her cum filled pussy. "You have black fingers in you now Angelica," he almost sniggered; he knew he was right, she did want black, and he had got her. "Just like you had my nice big black cock in you, you loved it didn't you, come on Angelica, tell me you loved my big black cock in your hot blond married pussy?" Angelica moaned out load, it was sexual husky growling moan, he dug deep, sucked harder on her nipples, and Angelica fell over the cliff! The beautiful married blond school teacher, was climbing the wall, the barrier she had erected all those years ago, to deny forever to herself the need to feel, and to try black love. Corey moved her, he put his hand under her neck near the base and lifted, then he bent her over, shoved down his body and growled to her. "Here you go Angelica, suck your first black cock," he jammed her over and on it, holding it in his hand, and his other at the back of her head, he forced it in. She gagged, struggled but he held her there, she weakened, the thought of her biting him hadn't entered his head, or he wouldn't have done it. But she didn't, her head lowered, the weak struggle abated, and she rested on his stomach, he still held prick in one hand, and her head in the other. Then Corey felt warmth, heat, and then she started to suck. If his prick hadn't been where it was he would have jumped up and cheered, his mothers beautiful married friend was giving in, or had given in. Angelica's senses had been assailed by his man smell, the distinct, and very different aroma of his messy cock, his spunk coated flesh, the hairy balls. But it was the sight she was seeing out of one eye, his legs, they were spread, strong, muscular and powerful, and they were as black as the ace of spades, Angelica swooned. 'Oh my God,' she said to herself as she took him in, her suction increased, her tongue got to work, her blond hair was spreading around as she worked to suck him off. She refocused for a moment and watched Corey's prick appear and then disappear as she bobbed up and down on it. It was a sight she had never once expected to see, but now she was doing it, she was admitting to herself that it was what she had always wanted to try, and now she was, there would be nothing like it ever again. Corey reached behind her and sank a finger into her sprouting pussy; he slicked it up, and then pushed it into Angelica's ass. She squealed loud and long around his cock, but she never let go, and she never stopped sucking it. Corey was amazed, delighted, and astonished at finding this lucky discovery, she was what he thought she was. A black skin, black cock, black man lover, and he had found her, and he was going to claim her. He pulled his finger out and slapped her ass hard, several times, she never moved from his prick, she wriggled and moved around as each blow landed, he heard her cry, but she stayed locked on him. "Make me cum Angelica, I want to cum in your mouth, hurry, I'm waiting he told her. She attacked him as hard as she could, she damn near sucked his cock right off his body, she needed no further encouragement. She went at him wholesale. Angelica wanted him to cum for her more than he did. His hand went into her blond hair, the sight was worth a cum by itself, then his hips rose, and he blasted lots of hot steaming cum into her waiting desperate mouth. She sank everything he gave her, he felt her tremble and shudder, it had given her an orgasm all on its own. He lay there wondering what to do next. He decided to tease her when she came up for air, but first he wanted more of her luscious white skinned body, her soft loving caress, he wanted to know whether she would wilt before him, now that she had been mastered by a black man. Corey had read of situations like this, a beautiful blond giving it up, married or not, to a strong black male. Corey decided to try the strong black male thing, without being nasty or hurtful, He pulled her up to him, held her close and kissed her, he could taste himself and her in her mouth, he liked it. "So Angelica, are you going to admit it, you know you can't deny it, not now. You love black cock don't you, you need it don't you. A strong black male is what you want isn't it, so you can give in to it, give in to him, give in, to me!" "Please Corey I don't want to say anything about that, or this. It's too sudden; I can't get my head round what has happened to me today." Corey pressed on, he had the advantage, he wanted to build on it. "So are you telling me that you don't want my nice black cock in your gorgeous white married pussy again Angelica, or anywhere I might decide to put it?" "Corey please, I can't talk like that, I'm not used to saying things, or words like that." "But it's what you want isn't it Angelica, nice thick black cock all the way in your hot white pussy, fucking you, driving you cockeyed with lust, black skin all over you, tell me Angelica," his voice softened, sympathy spilled from his tongue. "Tell me it's what you want, what you need, that after all these years of denial Angelica; you finally, are being given exactly what you want. Angelica's eyes filled with tears, she tried to speak and couldn't, she seemed to nod to him, but he wasn't sure. He tweaked nipples, making her squirm, "Tell me Angelica," he said, his voice soft and soothing. She coughed and gagged, in her heart she wanted to say yes to everything, but she just couldn't, not yet. "Right!" Corey said, good cop, bad cop act, he decided, "I'm leaving, you'll have to do without my lovely black cock now." He knew he was taking a risk, but felt it was worth it, "I know your husband is away, you could have had this to yourself all weekend, but, you've blown it." He waved his prick at her, bent his black muscular arm, making his biceps swell. Then to Angelica's near horror, he began to untie her wrists. She twisted away almost violently. "What..... Corey please, don't er...... don't untie me, er, not yet, I, er, I, erm, er I... I quite like it, Corey?" This stopped him in his tracks, and before he could say anything, she continued. "While I'm like this I'm helpless aren't I, I can't stop you from, er, you can do what you like, you know you can, Corey?" she pleaded into his eyes with her fabulous blue headlights. Without waiting for more, he jumped on her, his knees either side, his ass more or less on her pussy. Then he grabbed her nipples, and stared into her eyes, and said gruffly. "Mouth tight shut Angelica, a tight line is all I want to see," he told her. She clamped her lips tight together. Corey crushed her nipples, he heard the scream behind her lips but they didn't open. He damn near pulled them off, crushing and twisting as he did, he dared her to open her mouth. Tears fell from her eyes, her face was mask of pain, he let go. Angelica's mouth opened and a sagging moan emitted, Corey bent his head and kissed, licked and gently sucked her very sore nipples. "Oh Corey, Oh Corey," she wept, her body shaking with the pain and the tears. He never said anything, he didn't know what to say, everything that was going on, was as much of a surprise to him, as it was to her. He put the palm of his hand over a nipple and caressed, it, then he did the same to the other. Angelica murmured into his neck. "Oh Corey, Oh Corey," she said again. He lay there with the most gorgeous sexy blond he had ever seen in his arms, naked, and by his side. He had taken her, tied her up raped her, and seduced her, and now she was a quivering wreck moaning his name to him. 'What a winner!' he yelled to himself in his head. "Now," he said to her softly as she began to calm down, "I am going to screw you again Angelica, tell me you don't want me to, and I will leave you in peace forever." "Please Corey," she whispered, "give me time to accept what's happened to me, what's happened today, please?" He relented, no point in spoiling a good thing, he told himself. "But if you deny to me right now that you want this, I will leave, so Angelica, come, admission time." She nodded her head in his neck, then a very soft whisper. "No, I won't deny it Corey," she replied. Now we're talking he said to him only, "I don't know why you just didn't come right out and say it a while ago Angelica," he told her, "I knew it, and so did you. You love black don't you, you love my black cock, and now you've had it, you want it more and again, don't you?" Another nod was pressed into his neck; she would be telling him soon all he wanted to hear. "So you want to stay tied up until hubby comes home," he asked, "so I can do what I want, how I want, and when I want with you, hmmmm?" She stiffened a little, but then to Corey's amazement, she nodded her head, and whispered to him. "I think so yes." Corey took the bulls by the horn, "You really are one black cock slut aren't you Angelica? I've read and heard about people like you, especially beautiful married and dissatisfied blonds, and now your mine, you're my black cock slut aren't you? TELL ME!" His loud harsh words stunned her, she cried into his neck, and nodded her lovely blond head. "TELL ME YOU SLUT, YOU BLACK COCK SLUT, MY BLACK COCK SLUT, TELL ME!" He roared into her ear. Angelica broke, "Yes I am, yes I am, now are you happy, there, I've said it for you, I am your black cock sssssslut, please Corey, please?" He smiled and held her, now he would be nice to her, make her feel she was the special woman they both knew her to be. "You are magnificent Angelica; you are the most beautiful special person I have ever known. I will never hurt you, not mentally anyway, I will have to spank you now and again, just to keep you in line," he told her lovingly. Then he began to kiss and love her, Angelica moved with him, he stroked and caressed her, fingered her pussy, sucked her nipples, dipped a finger into her ass. A Dream Comes True He was letting her know she was his, "How long have you known this Angelica, all your adult life, hmmmm?" She nodded. "You have wanted to be loved, screwed and fucked, made love to by a black man all these years?" She nodded. "You have denied yourself; your beautiful sexy body has been waiting for this moment for all your life?" She nodded again. "Was it what you had expected it to be, was it as good as you hoped it would be, did it give you the satisfaction you have denied yourself?" More nodding ensued. "So when I tell you I need to fuck you, you will never say no to me?" A heavy shake of her lovely blond haired head. "What if I tell you I might take you away from your husband?" Angelica stiffened but said nothing, He smiled, "don't worry I'm not about to do that." She relaxed, he thought, maybe in the future, I'll farm her out to some selected friends, and I could earn a fortune!' But for the moment he would keep her to himself, he wasn't going to give her to anyone just yet. "Is my lovely black cock bigger and better than his?" meaning her husband. Again Angelica stiffened; he took that as a yes. "I thought so, pencil dick is he?" Corey swore he felt her giggle. "So pencil dick can't cut it can he, and now you're new black dick has moved into his beautiful wife's hot white pussy, and taken it over?" Angelica moved against him, he was hitting all the right buttons without forcing her to say anything, he was moving her to where he wanted her to be by suggestion only. "What did it feel like when you sucked your new black cock Angelica," he asked gently, "was it the best you've ever had because it was a big black cock?" Her head nodded. "And now you'll want to suck it, and swallow all of my black seed whenever you can?" More nodding. "Are you going lick and suck my hairy black balls baby?" Nod. "What about my hairy black ass, I like tongue around there too?" She never moved, then a after a few seconds had elapsed, she nodded. "What about your pussy Angelica, do you want my black lips to suck you up, pull you in?" She kept nodding, "My pink tongue, do you want that all the way in you too?" Nod nod nod. "I'll suck and lick your ass too, stick my tongue right up you and make you cum; do you think you could stop me?" A shake of her lovely head no. Corey saw his prick pick up; he was exciting himself never mind feeding Angelica more arousal for her day's feast. He rolled her on her side, he was going to fuck her in her ass, he almost asked if she had ever had cock in there, but thought better of it, 'surprise is best,' he told himself. He pushed her top leg up, so her knee was almost touching her chin, then he straddled her lower one, knees either side, he slid forward, 'should I ram it straight in?' he asked himself, 'show her who's boss, No,' he decided, 'I'll do it slow, she'll accept it better.' Instead he positioned himself and slid into her pussy, Her hands behind her kept her helpless to stop what he was about to do. He groaned at the sight of her little pink hole, a little crinkly and so very inviting. He got all the way in to her, she was moaning, mewling, grunting as he delved with his cock. "Do like that Angelica, do you like my big black cock in your married white beautiful pussy?" He was taunting her somewhat. "I bet pencil dick can't get this far can he?" he said and rammed it in, Angelica broke out in a sweat, she wanted to shout, "No he can't Corey, no he can't," but she managed hold her mouth shut, and keep her counsel, just! Corey pulled back and out, aimed it at the unwitting ass hole and slid in, he had a hold of her, knees at her back, and against her stomach, his hands on her waist, his elbow at the back of her raised knee, she was going nowhere! Her head went right back, the leg he was sat on kicked as much as it was allowed, her upper leg shot out, but he kept it in place. Her head twisted this way and that, Corey pulled back and went in again, then he started her very first ass fucking, one she had only ever imagined in her mind. But the one she had imagined was this one. She was being force fucked in her ass by a big black cock, just like she had always dreamed of in her head. She turned her head to him, he saw her face, it was bright red. Her eyes were bulging, her cheeks were puffed out. But her mouth was closed, zipped tight, two lines of pure determination not to scream and cry. It gave Corey all the reason to fuck her ass and he did, he held her as he ripped into her hard, but steadily, she waved her head from side to side, he could see the pain in her. But he also, and just as he was taking pity on her, and was going stop or at least slow down. He saw her squirt her cum right out of her dripping, soaking, and super slick pussy. Her hips convulsed on his, she jetted her love juice all over her bed, it landed about two feet away before slowing and dribbling out of her. This made Corey cum too, Angelica did cry out then as she felt him filling her with it, the heat boiled her back up, and she came again. Then she knew no more, she didn't feel Corey emptying his luscious cum into her ass. She didn't feel him pull out, straighten her up, slide in next to her and pull the covers over them. She didn't know her young black lover, her young black master had fallen asleep holding her. She was spooned into him, she felt warm, she was in an ocean being gently rocked by the soft warm waves, golden sand spilled around her gorgeous head, she was cocooned in silk black flesh. She snuggled back into the warm body next to her. Then she opened her eyes, she had been dreaming, she felt her husband next to her, she was in his arms. She lifted the sheet and saw his now, to her, scrawny white arm. Angelica was desolate, bereft, she wasn't where she wanted and needed to be. She had wanted to waken to Corey. 'Corey!' she shouted in her head. Angelica slipped out of bed and looked at him, laid there, she sneered in her head, 'Pencil dick!" It had been the best dream ever, nothing would ever compare to it. She knew she would probably never have it again, maybe snippets, but not in its entirety. Then she felt the cum dripping down her legs, it had been so real. For the first time in her life she had been satisfied sexually, she had been overcome by a black lover, and used in such a way that she would never know again. Angelica went into her bathroom and cried, tears of sadness flowed down her extraordinarily beautiful face. "Oh Corey, Oh Corey," she whispered to him in her heart. She recovered after some time, and went downstairs, 'at least he'll be out all day golfing, I won't have to listen to his blithering pontificating chatter about work!'' She had never ever spoken to him like this, it was in her head, but she had never even thought such things. She told herself. 'I need him, I need him,' she said to her reflection in the mirror, 'I need his black cock in me again and again, anyway he wants to!' She picked up her phone, "Hi Mary, I have something's I need doing this morning, is Corey busy?" Oh that's great Mary, no I'll see to him don't worry, ten o clock then?" "Thank you Mary, I'll be ready, bye." And Angelica was ready, she was wearing an extremely short white silk dressing gown, tied with a loose bow, her hair was perfect, parted in the centre, hanging over her slim shoulders, her makeup was, and she was. Corey had been letting her know he had the hots for her for weeks, even months. "Well Corey, today is your lucky day, and you'd better believe it!" and she waved a length of soft rope in her hands, one end already tied in a loop. A Dream Comes True Breaking our kiss she asked. "Do you want to make love?" "Yes, I've never wanted to make love to anyone more than to you right now." "But I think you should go home and sleep on it." "I want you to be sure this is what you want." "I finally understood who and what I am a few years ago." "I don't worry about what other people think or the things they call me." "Linda, I am a lesbian, and my discovery and understanding of that broke up my marriage and nearly destroyed me." "If I hadn't had a lot of support and encouragement I would never have gotten my life back together." "I want you to know that I will always be here for you no matter what your decision is." "I want you to have the space to think things through without the complication of sex." "I Love you Linda. "I wanted to make love to you since I first saw you." "I hope you will decide that our love is the most important thing and you will want to be with me." "I love you Linda. "I know your are questioning the same things I did." "I've been there and I know how hard it is." "You have some decisions to make." "I am going to visit my daughter this week." "I will call you when I get back." I kissed her goodnight not wanting to let her go. Her parting words going round and round in my head. "I love you Mary." Hugging me tightly, she told me. "I'm so confused, scared, excited, and so in love with you." I went to bed and cried myself to sleep. My daughter Jenna is 13 and she and I are finally getting our relationship back together. She is finally old enough to understand that I am not really the monster her father told her I was when we were divorced. It has taken 4 years but I have finally gotten the courts to give me more liberal unsupervised visitation rights. Thank god that the courts are not as homophobic as they once were. We had a wonderful time and I took advantage of the opportunity to spoil Jenna. Going shopping, to the movies, getting our hair and nails done, laying out together. Just before I left she told me, "Mom, you seem preoccupied sometimes, is something wrong?" "No, honey it just I've met someone, and …. ." "Mom, your in love aren't you?" I admitted it. "Yes honey I love her and she loves me, but I'm not sure she can make a commitment?" "Mom, have you? You know done it?" She blushed bright red. "That's none of your business but no we haven't done it." As we hugged goodbye she whispered. "Mom I hope it works out for you." "Will you invite me to the wedding?" "If there is one." I hugged her trying not to cry as I drove away. I arrived home late but I called Linda just to let her know I was home safe. I could hear her mom and dad in the background so I knew she couldn't talk. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm home safe and sound and that I missed you." "How was your trip?" "It was great I will tell you all about it." "Will you be at the gym tomorrow?" "Yes" She answered. "Good. I need to work off all the deserts I ate while I was gone I will see you there." "Bye –Bye I love you Linda." "I love you too Mary see you tomorrow." My heart was pounding in my chest when I hung up the phone. If I wasn't so tiered I don't think I could have gone to sleep at all. As it was I dreamed of Linda and woke up at 5:00AM with my nipples aching and my pussy oozing with desire. Linda was there when I got there and told me she just couldn't wait to see me and woke up early too. We worked out but I could tell her mind was no more in it than mine was. I could hardly keep my eyes off of her and we both laughed and blushed as we caught each other looking. Neither of us wanted to take the time to shower. We both just threw on some sweats and walked hand in hand to the coffee shop. There was no one there. We sat at our usual table. We both started talking at once but finally she managed to ask me about my trip, about Jenna, and how things had gone in general. "Things went well." I told her filling her in on everything we did together. "She asked about you." "What did you tell her, Mary"? "That I'm in love with you." "And?" She asked. "That you didn't know what you wanted yet….." my voice trailed off as looked up into her eyes. She squeezed my hand. "Mary, I've hardly slept this week while you were gone when I wasn't working on my classroom you were all I could think about." "I even found myself writing your name on the paper hearts I cut out to decorate my bulletin board." She reached into her purse and pulled out a red paper heart with "Mary & Linda" written in the center. "Mary I can't see a future with out you." I was trembling, sobbing and speechless. "Mary, take me home and make love to me." She took my hand and pulled me up. I don't know how I managed to drive myself home but Linda followed right behind me. Linda came through the front door and pulled me into her arms kissing me passionately. I moaned softly as my tongue darted and danced with hers. I caressed her back my hands moving over her bottom pulling her against me her thigh pushing between mine grinding against my gushing pussy. We kicked off our shoes and stumbled into the bedroom I felt her hands unzip my top and move over my breasts my nipples were hard and poking hard peaks in my sports bra. "Oh god." She groaned, "I've wanted to touch you for so long." Her fingers teased my nipples. "Yes Yes!" I whispered touch me, "take me, love me." I ground my pussy against her thigh. My hands moved up her back under her sweatshirt feeling her smooth warm skin. She shuddered as I cupped her breasts pinching her erect nipples through her damp cotton sports bra. She pushed her tongue deep into my mouth rubbing her thigh harder into my now squishy crotch. We broke our kiss and undressed each other feasting our eyes on the other body as each bit was revealed. I held my arms up over my head as Linda pulled my bra off freeing my breasts her hands almost instantly replacing the cups of my bra. My nipples swelled at her touch and I groaned as she pulled on my thick tits. We fell naked onto my bed our bodies writhing together in passion. My hips pumping against her thigh as she ground herself against my hip. Her lips and tongue dancing with mine. Her lips nibbling down my neck. Her hands lifting and kneading my breasts as her warm breath caressed my nipples. I arched my back pushing my aching breast up to her waiting lips. The room filled with the soft moans and wet slippery sounds of two woman's bodies moving together in passion and love. Linda moved above me her lips locked to my breast like a baby's. I groaned as her hand slid over my mound to the center of my womanhood. Her fingers slipping between my swollen fleshy lips, her slender fingers rolling my erect clit. "Oooooh yesssssssssssss!!!!!!" I cried out my body shuddering, convulsing under Linda's gentle loving touch. Linda held me close as I shuddered and gasp for breath whispering into my ear over and over. "I love you." Linda moved over me our mounds pressing together her legs outside mine she lowered her breast to my lips and I greedily sucked her erect nipples into my mouth. Tasting he wonderful body for the first time her scent filling my nose as my hips rose up grinding my pussy against hers. "Oh Linda, I love you." I kept telling her our bodies moved together my lips tasting her soft sweet flesh. I rolled on top of her moving down her body tasting her tummy, my soft breasts pressing her mound. She moaned as my breast moved against her inner thigh opening her legs for me pulling her knees up. The aroma of her sex was intoxicating as I kissed her mound licking down to the crease of her thigh. "Mary, please yes." She moaned pushing her hips up toward my lips. I parted her wet labia flicking my tongue to her clit feeling her body spasm and jump as I twirled the tip of my tongue around her swollen bud. Licking down slurping her love nectar, lost in her moist musky center. I felt her hands in my hair pulling me hard against her womanhood humping her hips upward almost trying to pull me inside her. I pushed a finger deep into her feeling her vagina clutch at my probing finger as I moved it in and out of her. My lips closed over her clit sucking it hard flicking it with my tongue scrapping it with my teeth. Linda's legs locked around my head. I could feel her body tense, her fingers in my hair pulling me hard to her. Her hips pushed up hard, her back arched, her heels drummed against the bed as she reached her climax. Her nectar gushed onto my hand pressing hard against her soft flesh my finger still deep within her. We lay with each other all night. Falling asleep in each other arms only to wake up to a soft kiss or caress and then making love again until we both, exhausted finally slept cuddled together under the covers. Linda started teaching the following week and I returned to work at the hospital. I changed my work shift to days so Linda and I could see more of each other. I wanted her all the time, not just sexually, but to be with her, to share my life with her. We met each afternoon at the gym and would most often go back to my house and make love before she went back to her parent's house. We were lying in my bed she was sucking gently on my breast as we cuddled after several hard orgasms. "Linda, I love you so much." "I know." She said, lifting her lips form my swollen nipple looking into my eyes. "Linda, I want… I … Will you live with me?" I finally managed to get out. "I can't live without you." "Mary, are you proposing?" "Yes, I guess I am." I watched tears form in her eyes even as her smile grew. "Yes Mary, Yes I want to be with you forever." She gushed pulling my lips to hers kissing me with more love and passion than I had ever experienced. Linda moved into our house over the weekend. Her mom and dad thought it was a good idea, a way for Linda to save money for a place of her own. Her dad was clueless but her mom took me aside and told me that she hadn't ever seen Linda happier. "I'm very happy she found you I can tell you love each other." Her mom blushed and continued. "I've known for a long time that Linda was gay." "She was so unhappy trying to be what she isn't." She hugged me kissed me on the cheek. "You take care of my baby." I told Linda later and she was dumbfounded. She thought she had been so careful over the years. "I think your mom will get you dad to come around shortly." "You think so?" "Yes he loves you and wants you to be happy. Your mom will help him understand." "I really hope so Mary." She shivered slightly as I pulled her to me comforting her loving her worrying and hoping for her. Her dad did come around in fact he walked her down the aisle at the ceremony we had joining us together as wife and wife. Yes Jenna was our maid of honor.