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The Ultimate TS fantasy (MF, rom)
By Miki James
******
"Ok, sign here," he said pricking my finger with the quill and
handing it to me. I signed the contract, my blood a stark contrast
on the parchment document. "Your wishes on earth,as stated, in
exchange for your soul in the hereafter". He began to fade from
view, I shouted after him "when do I get my part of the deal ?"
"Soon enough!" he chuckled back. I got back into bed, thoughts of a
new life filling the minutes as I waited for sleep to come.
Afternoon Sun shining in my eyes woke me, and I rolled over and
stretched. I felt great, reached to scratch, and found soft curls
and moist flesh instead of the accustomed hardness. Excitement rose
as I explored further, and found smooth firm thighs, rounded hips
and a narrow waist in place of the old pot belly. Long shapely
legs, small feet and a flat taut stomach leading to high firm
breasts rounded out the package.
I got out of bed and dashed to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
The bedroom and bathroom were totally different, but familiar, like
the one at your parents house that you hadn't seen for years. My
heart raced as I closed the door to expose the full length mirror
on the back. I was stunned at the woman looking back at me, long
blonde hair, big green eyes, and, what a body, clothed in a skimpy
little pair of panties and a filmy lace teddy. It felt great as I
looked and touched and fondled. I thrilled as nipples hardened when
I ran my hands up under my breasts and cradled thier suspended mass
standing proudly on my chest. A chill ran through me as my polished
nails lightly raked the taut skin of my tummy when I slid my hand
downward to explore the area between my thighs.
I dropped the tiny panties to the bathroom floor and squirmed out
of the teddy. My fingers delved between outer lips of my soft warm
vagina, guarded by silky blond pubic hair, and into its warmth. As
my hands roamed I marveled at the feeling both from my touch and
how the touch felt on my body. I turned before the mirror and drank
in the beauty I beheld. I bent forward slightly, looking back over
my shoulder in the mirror at my firm and shapely ass.
Turning sideways I threw back my shoulders, and admired the
rounded, sensuous curves of my high firm breasts. I bent, picked up
the panties, and stepping into them, drew them up my legs. I
thouroughly enjoyed the feel of the silky garment against my skin
as it molded to my crotch and buttocks, the back panel covering
only the cleft between firm cheeks, cupping the rounded muscles
intimately. The front just covered my bush,and veed to a small
triangle of light at the juncture of my thighs. I picked up the
teddy, and walking back into the bedroom, I found a slinky satin
robe. Pulling it on, I walked through the door into the adjoining
room.
*
My memory was beginning to mix with the stored knowledge of the
original owner of this body, and a few scraps of memory flitted
through my consciousness. A familiar name came to mind as I probed
for who and what I was now. Opening the little purse laying on the
coffee table, I got out the wallet I knew contained all the
documents outlining my new identity. I probed deeper into the new
set of memories as I read the name and statistics from the
California drivers license. Twenty five years old, 69 inches tall,
118 lbs, blonde hair, green eyes.
The picture on the license was stunning, and I stared at it for a
second before I realized that was me, in subtle make-up, and a set
of diminutive gold earrings. The check book showed a healthy
balance, and check stubs written to Saks, Bloomingdales, and
Frederiks of Hollywood. The many credit cards all had the same
name. Several other common feminine items lay inside the purse as
well. I closed the wallet and checkbook putting them back in the
purse, and the purse back on the table.
I sat back in the chair and glanced around the somewhat familiar
room, taking in its elegant furnishings. My eye caught on a photo
album on the shelf, and I got it down and began to leaf through it,
hoping to fill out my memory. The first part of the book was the
expected pictures of friends and family, whose names popped into my
mind as I scanned the pages slowly. The next part was obviously not
for public display, as it showed me in various stages of dress and
undress, in many provocative poses.
The phone ringing brought me back to earth, and I listened as the
answering machine took the call, announcing that I wasn't able to
come to the phone, and if they'd leave thier info, I'd call back. A
mans deep voice crooned, "Sweetie, it's Don here. Sorry, but I'm
going to be late this evening. I'll pick you up at the club at 8
o'clock instead, ok?, bye." Don? I thought, and a mental image of
him entered my mind, and I remembered the date being made, and the
look on his face as he'd held me close and kissed me goodnight.
The thought brought excitement to me, and I thought, "Now I'll find
out how it feels to be on the other end of a good, hard cock". I
glanced at the clock on the wall, and it was 6:30 pm. Time enough
to get ready I thought, and went to the bathroom to start a long
relaxing bath.
I turned on the water in the big tub, adjusting it to very warm,
threw in some bath oil, and took off the robe and panties. I
twirled slowly in front of the mirror, still amazed at what I saw,
and slipped into the bath. The hot water soothed me, and I let my
mind wander, absorbing all the things that my previously male
psyche needed to become accustomed to. Lolling one foot and calf
out of the water to inspect it made me think of how I'd done my
toenails, and fingernails the other evening before going out. That
reminded me of doing my makeup each day, and how I do my hair, and
the aerobics that keep my figure in shape.
All these things and more that are daily routine to women in
general, were new to my mind. I knew that I knew how to do them
all, but the thought of doing them was unfamiliar. Looking at the
leg, I ran my hand over it, and felt a slight stubble, and reached
for the razor on the edge of the tub, and slowly and thouroughly
shaved both legs, my armpits. and the edges of the neat bush
between my legs, keeping what obviously was a very low bikini line.
I spent a long time washing my body, lingering over the newness of
it, savoring the strokes on my breasts, and vaginal area.
I scrubbed till the skin was pink and glowing, then rinsed clean.
Feeling refreshed, I got out of the tub, toweled dry, and dusted my
skin with a light, fragrant, after-bath powder. going to the
bedroom I sat at my vanity. I apply a touch of cream makeup to
smooth and lighten my skin tone. Eyeliner on the eyelids makes my
eyes appear bigger, mascara darkens and separates my lashes. I
pluck a few hairs to correct the shape, and my eyebrow pencil fills
in and darkens my arched brows. I accent my eyes with a dark
eyeshadow. A bit of blush accentuates high cheekbones, and bright
red lipstick finishes the job.
Going to the dresser, I opened the top drawer, and removed sheer
silky stockings, garter belt, and a tiny, filmy, lace bra. Closing
the drawer, I sat down on the bed, and began to slip the filmy
stockings on. The silkiness sliding against my skin was exciting. I
stretched the little white garter around my hips, and standing,
fastened the tops of the stockings to the garters. I wrapped the
matching brassiere around my chest, and fastened the front catch.
The lace snuggled my breasts a bit higher, and took thier weight,
bulging them slightly out of the open top of the cups when I slid
the straps over my shoulders. I bent, and smoothed the stockings,
giving my legs a glimmering sheen, the dark top contrasting sharply
with the smooth, milky skin of my thighs. Opening the closet I
picked a simple black jersey dress from the large number of clothes
on the rack.
I unzipped the back zipper, and pulled it over my head. It molded
itself to me as I slid it down over my shoulders, and into its
final place, pulling the zipper up with some difficulty. The
slightly stretchy material fit me perfectly, and very snugly, the
hemline halfway up my thigh. As I sat to do my nails the dark
stocking top just peeked from beneath the hem.
I stood, and looked in the vanity mirror at the results. I gave my
hair a final brush, admiring its golden glow. From the box on the
vanity, I selected a set of tiny diamond earrings and a thin gold
chain, which perfectly complemented my outfit. I dabbed a bit of
perfume on my slender neck, and wrists to finish the job. "What a
FOX!" I thought. I collected my purse, and walked out of the
apartment at 15 minutes to eight.
*
The club was only a block away, and as I walked the distance I was
aware of the looks I was getting from the men on the street. Even
those with other women couldn't resist a glance, and sometimes a
blatant stare. The feel of my silk clad thighs brushing against
each other as I strode along was exciting. The click of my high
heels on the sidewalk caught my attention as it occurred to me that
I'd put them on without a thought, and was walking smoothly and
without problem in them. As a man it had always amazed me how women
even stood up in them.
It felt great, and I walked with confidence into the club to meet
Don. Heads turned all up and down the bar as I slid onto a stool
near the door, and ordered a Scotch and water from the barman. He
smiled, nodded and went to make my drink. As I gazed up and down
the bar I caught many stares, and quickly averted looks, as my eyes
met thiers. I got a bill from my purse, and laid it on the bar,
just as the barman delivered my drink. "Thanks" I murmurred, "My
pleasure Darlin'" he shot back at me and moved off to get my
change.
Halfway down the bar a man stopped him, and handed him a bill, and
motioned toward me. The barman looked at me and went to the
register, made change, and handed it to him. When he got to me he
handed me back my bill, and told me the man at the other end of the
bar had bought my drink. As I looked up the man hoisted his glass
in salute, which I returned along with a little smile. I let my
mind wander, and sipped the scotch feeling its glow suffuse my
body, relaxing some of the tension brought about by my anticipation
of the evening.
A deep voiced "Hi", brought me to attention, and Don was next to
me, smiling with a mouth full of beautiful white teeth, below gray
eyes, and dark brown short cut hair. I smiled back, and caught a
look of disapointment from the other man as he saw I was talking to
Don. "Hi yourself," I said, breaking into a full grin, feeling the
excitement build at once.
"What would you like to do, Doll?" he asked, looking directly at my
breasts. I thought for a minute, and replied "Go directly to bed
with you, and then you can buy me dinner."
"Wonderful!" he replied, standing behind me as I gathered my purse,
and slid off the stool. "My Place?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow. He
smiled, and nodded affirmatively, took my hand and headed out of
the club. His arm went around my shoulder as we walked the short
distance to my apartment, and he said " you really turn me on,
Doll" I put my arm around his waist, and snuggled him closer to
me,and let my hand stray to his tight ass, and gave his buns a
squeeze. Standing in front of my apartment door, I handed him the
key, he opened the door and led me inside.
The tension between us was incredible, and I nearly attacked him as
he closed and locked the door. He dropped his jacket on the couch,
and I took off his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt, massaging his
bulging chest muscles as I slid the garment from his magnificent
body. He pulled off his undershirt as I knelt to work on his
trousers. I worked his belt loose, and slid the zipper down,
pausing as it opened, to caress the hardness within.
As I knelt before him, he unzipped my dress, pulling it over my
head and off. He wore no undershorts and his penis sprang into view
as I dropped his pants to the floor, and he stepped out of them. It
was nearly 8 inches long and very thick, standing proudly out from
his groin. His balls were large and tight, tucked snugly into his
scrotum. I reached out and cupped them in one hand as I grasped his
meat in the other, and touched the head lightly with the tip of my
tongue. He gently pulled me up off my knees, and gathered me into
his arms.
His lips met mine, our tongues engaging. I wore only my stockings,
garter belt, bra, and jewelry. My heart was pounding, and I could
feel moisture seeping from between the lips of my vagina. He stood
back a bit from me and reached out and unclasped my brassiere and
let it fall where it might. His hands moved up under my breasts and
squeezed them gently as he bent to kiss and suckle each rock hard
nipple. I cradled his head with my hands while he licked and
nibbled back and forth between my breasts. We nearly ran to the
bedroom, and I pushed him backward on the bed and fell on top of
him.
His body was tight and muscular, and his penis was long and hard,
captured between our bellies. I could feel its warmth as I rubbed
myself on him. I kissed him deeply, running my tongue deep into his
mouth, feeling the smooth perfection of his white teeth, and doing
battle with his tongue as he kissed me back. He broke the kiss and
took control, rolling me over on my back. Spreading my silk clad
thighs, his hand found my pussy. A finger went deep inside me, and
smeared my wetness onto my outer lips. He continued to finger me
for a long time, till my clit was hard and my juices were flowing
freely.
I looked at him, kneeling between my legs, fondling my vagina, and
smiling lovingly at me. My pulse was fast, and I was flushed,
feeling wonderful. I noticed the view down my body as my gaze ran
to the erection straining from his crotch, and I noted how I looked
laying there on my back, silky legs spread wide, breasts standing
taut, nipples hard, tummy tight and quivering with anticipation as
he lifted my ass slightly in preparation for mounting me.
I could feel the moisture running down my crotch, the gentle breeze
in the room cooling where it touched. He ran his hands slowly over
my thighs and pubic area, pausing at my slit to tease and coax my
clitoris to more and more excitement. "Put it in me !!" I whispered
at last. The tension was exquisite, the want almost visible.
He placed the head of his penis at the entrance to my hole and
stroked it up and down, teasing me unmercifully. At last he pushed
gently,and it slid in slowly, pausing with each little bit, both
teasing me and allowing my vagina to enlarge to digest his cock.
Soon he was fully inside me, moving gently. I pulled my knees up
and he pushed a bit deeper into me, the head of it hit my cervix,
and his pubic bone caressed my mound. He moved up a little on top
of me and his cock rubbed deliciously on my clitoris with each
thrust.
Soon he was beginning to speed up, and pump a little harder with
each stroke. I pushed his weight up a bit, "Slow down" I whispered,
"I love you inside me, and I want it to last for a while. You'll
cum in me in a while, but now I want to enjoy the feel of you
filling me" In answer he slowed, and began long deep strokes, ever
so slowly. His full length sliding almost out, and fully back into
me, again and again, each thrust bringing me closer to climax. Soon
I was panting and moaning, and he sensed my need, and began humping
faster and faster, matching my movements against him.
"Ooh Don. Now darling, cum in me, give it to me, fuck me hard!!"
He was hammering me hard, deep and fast, his body almost a blur on
top of mine. I felt his cock swell a bit more as his sperm began to
jet into my waiting warmth. Five or six spasms puncuated my orgasm,
and his full weight crushed me into the mattress, flattening my
breasts between our heaving chests. Gradually, as our hearts slowed
to normal, he rolled off of me, snuggling me into the crook of his
arm, my head on his chest.
I woke sometime later, still snuggled up to him, and he was
sleeping peacfully. I felt wonderful, and as I lay there enjoying
the feeling I noticed his cock twitch. I reached out and ran a
finger along its length, and watched as it slowly grew under my
soft touch. He still slept, and soon his rod was standing fully
erect before me. I moved slowly downward, careful not to wake him,
until my lips were nearly touching it. I blew softly on it and a
ripple ran through him, and he shifted slightly under me.
Slowly and purposefully, I reached out and touched it with the tip
of my tongue. Gently I circled the head, leaving a trail of saliva.
It grew firmer under my touch. The bulbuous head looked like it
would burst, turning a deep purple as I continued to tease it with
my tongue. Slowly and carefullly I slid my lips over it and
engulfed it with my mouth, running my tongue up and down the
underside. Gradually I was able to swallow it all, but it took some
doing to suppress the gag reflex as it slid into my throat. Slowly
I began to move my head up and down its length, keeping suction on
it the whole time. I glanced up at Dons face, and he was looking
back at me, a pleased look in his eyes. I grasped the base of it in
one hand, and cradled his balls gently in the other while my mouth
worked on his manhood.
Having recieved fellatio many times, and enjoyed it immensely as a
man, I instinctively knew how to please him, and my tongue did its
work on the penis that now filled my mouth. Up and down my head
went consuming its length. His ragged breathing, and tensing
muscles clued me to the onset of his orgasm, and I stroked his
balls as his sperm filled my throat and ran out the corners of my
mouth before I could swallow it all. I slowed my movement, and
increased the suction, draining him. Gradually his straining cock
began to soften in my grasp, and I licked it a loving last stroke
and released it.
The slightly salty taste of his sperm lingered on my lips, and he
mentioned it as he pulled me up to him, and kissed me deeply. He
began to stroke, and play with my breasts, rubbing the nipples to
hardness. He cupped and fondled each one, teasing its nipple to
full erection. He slowly and tenderly kissed his way down my body
till he was positioned with his head directly between my thighs.
Spreading my labia, he slipped his tongue into me.
The feeling was marvelous when he took my engorged clitoris between
his lips and sucked gently. His fingers slid in and out of my
vagina, and began to occasionally circle and probe my rectum. I
looked between my tits at him, lapping away at my cunt, and I knew
why women loved to have thier pussies eaten. The action of his
tongue and fingers was running shivers through me, bringing me
closer and closer to another climax. I felt my muscles tensing, my
breathing getting ragged and harsh, and like a wave, the throes of
orgasm washed through me, sending me off into near collapse. I was
totally relaxed and limp, and as Don rolled over to lay beside me I
noticed his erection straining upward from his tight balls. I
thought to myself "Why not. As long as I'm finding out how it feels
to be fucked, I might as well get it all." Snuggling up to him, I
kissed and sucked his ear lobe. "you're hard as a rock again
Darlin'" I mused as I slid my small hands over his gorgeous meat.
"Put it in my bottom Don, I want to feel your hard cock in my ass."
He pulled me closer to him, and whispered " You have a gorgeous
ass, Babe, and I'd love to stick my cock there, but have you ever
done that before?"
"No, but I"m willing to try it." I replied, grabbing the tube of KY
jelly off the nightstand by the bed. I opened the tube and squeezed
a liberal amount of the slick jelly out onto his penis. He took the
tube and deposited a gob in his hand, and we generously lubricated
my asshole and his rock hard cock. Rolling over onto my belly and
pulling my knees up under me, I was positioned in the middle of the
bed on my knees, my shoulders on a pillow. I spread my legs as wide
as I could, as he moved behind me and began to rub his penis up and
down my labia and asshole, slicking the juice into the pink ring.
Gently he pushed, and the sphincter muscle resisted his entry. He
pushed a bit harder and a sharp pain ran through my insides as the
head popped past the muscle and into my bowels.
He stopped as I took a deep breath, and the pain began to subside.
"More!", I commanded, and backed up toward him, forcing him deeper
inside my virgin asshole. It went in more easily now, the pain
almost gone, and soon he was buried balls deep in me. "How does it
feel?" he asked, beginning to thrust slowly in and out as my hole
stretched to accomodate him. "You feel huge inside me, and I think
I'm going to come," I whispered as he began to stroke deep and
hard.
I climaxed again as I felt his cock throb within me, and he slammed
it harder and harder into my ass. Gripping my hips and thrusting
deep, he spewed his sperm into me again. Gradually he slowed and
stopped his attack on my backside. His softening penis made a soft
"pop" as it slid out of my cum filled orfice. I'd gotten fucked in
all my holes tonight, and I felt deliciously satisfied as I lay
next to him, now a total woman.