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Fucked in the park

I was feeling really horny, massive nervous anticipation. I was all dressed up, looking for another big cock.

I'd done myself up pretty well, great make-up, hair looking good, scarlet blouse (it was warm enough not to need a jacket), black skirt finishing about 3" above the knee, matching black lacy bra, thong and suspender belt, plain black stockings (but I always carried a spare pair or 2 with me), 3" black strappy mules to finish off.

I drove to a fairly well known 'pick-up' place, about 6 miles from where I lived. It was a large community park, but a nogo area after 10pm unless you were looking for something special. I'd heard it had its usual population of drunks and hobo's on any particular night, but they weren't a real problem.

I parked my car in the adjoining car park and drew a deep breath, checked myself in the rear view mirror, grabbed my handbag and stepped out of the car. The night air was still warm, but a cool breeze was picking up, sending a shiver down my spine. I strolled towards the park entrance, trying not to walk too tarty, but still trying to make anyone interested know why I was there!!! The park itself was reasonably well lit, some of it quite open, some of it quite sheltered. I walked on for a couple of minutes before finding a bench to sit down on slightly off, but facing, the main path. I sat down and pulled a cigarette from my bag, lighting it and inhaling that nerve-numbing first drag. I felt myself sit back slightly, easing into the relatively hard wooden bench; I was certainly more at ease and crossed my legs.

I hadn't even quite finished my cigarette when a group of about 5 lads strolled along the main path, I could vaguely make out their mutterings as they walked passed, daring each other to go over and ask the 'lady' how much, that sort of thing, you know what young lads are like!!!! They continued passed on up the path, a couple of them looking back for a longer look, obviously with a stirring in their loins.

I finally finished my cigarette, dropping it to the floor, stubbing it out under my shoe, I was about to get up and move further into the park when one of the young lads came up to me, quite handsome, I guess, blondish streaky hair, about 20 years old I suppose. He was well spoken, polite, obviously attached to the university that was close by; he explained that he was actually on his way back to his campus room as he'd forgotten his wallet, the guys he was with gave him a little dig, suggesting that he was simply going back to try and pick me up!!!! I didn't mind, he was certainly good looking enough to make me blush!! His name was Jon.

I asked him which he intended to do first, get his wallet or pick me up, that is when he suggested that I walk back with him, pick up his wallet, then, if I'm still up for it, he'd 'pick' me up. No problem I thought.

We headed off across the park, westwards I think, finally coming to a different exit from where I parked, right next to the campus residence. Despite his request to go up to his room, I remained just outside the residence entrance waiting for him. He wasn't long, and we strolled back into the park, striking up polite conversation. That is when I dropped the killer line...

"Jon, I'm actually not a real girl, I'm just here to pick-up guys, but I can still give you anything you want"

"Well you do a good fucking job of looking like one, I mean, you look fantastic".

He said I was a cracking looking 'piece-of-stuff' as he put it, and he was still up for it, suggesting that we needn't do it in the park, we could go back to his place, or mine, wherever!! But I was here now, and Jon's sheer kindness kinda hinted that I would be okay with this one.

Anyway, we pretty much got back to where I was originally sat down, when a sudden urge of 'I want your cock now!!!!!!' overtook me.

"in here" I said, pulling Jon into some bushes just to the left of the bench where I sat earlier.

"what, why..."

"come on" I said, "I want you!!!".

Jon's meager attempt at resistance was futile, I wanted him, he wanted me!!

In the relative seclusion of the bushes I slowly ran my hand over Jon's chest, clad in his light denim shirt, he was no J C van Damme, but firm. We kissed, tongues lashing, but I was in no mood for foreplay. I moved my hand over his groin, feeling his rock hard dick, straining to get free, I had to do what it commanded of me.

Undoing Jon's belt and unzipping Jon's fly, I reached inside his plain white boxers, wrapping my hand around his hot, throbbing member. Slowly I started to wank him off, his groans clear in the still night air. I stood back from him, looking him deep in the eyes, a grin on my face, I started to strip.

The look on his face was incredible. I peeled off my scarlet blouse, and dropped it to the floor, then began pulling down my skirt, revealing my lacy suspender belt and black stocking tops; Jon's cock just swelled, agonizing awaiting to release its gift. Finally I kicked off my shoes, leaving me in just my underwear.

"Ah!Ah!" said Jon, "take off your panties too!!"

I did as I was commanded. He gestured to come to him, I started, but he stopped me, no he wanted me to crawl. Getting onto my hand and knees I crawled across the damp ground, littered with dead leaves, broken twigs, this was turning me on. I came to where Jon was standing, I looked up to see his cock still erect, still throbbing. Getting to my knees I gave him a quick wink then took him deep into my mouth. This was heaven. He tasted so good, he'd obviously given his cock a good clean before going out. I licked the pre-cum soaked tend tasting its unusual flavor, and took him deeper and deeper, sucking him, caressing his shaft with my tongue. Jon moved faster, his rhythm matching mine, finally I felt him buck, he let out a glorious cry, splattering the back of my throat with his cum, filling my mouth with his tasty sperm.

"Got enough in there left to fuck me with?" I asked

With that Jon pulled off his jeans and boxers and maneuvered me onto all fours, I gave him a sachet of KY from my handbag, giving it to Jon, suggesting that it would make things much easier.

"Mmmmm" I groan as he slipped two KY covered fingers straight up my ass, his finger-fucking loosening me up nicely, fucking me open first with two and then even with three fingers until my ass was nicely stretched open and his cock was hard again for some good anal.

With that 'wack' in he went, no messing around, and fuck me it hurt.

But it got better, Jon slipped in and out very nicely, bringing me very close to climax. My cock was as stiff as it had ever been when getting fucked, I started to stroke it, but then Jon moved his hand over and did the job for me; I orgasmed like never before, while Jon kept driving his lush cock deep into my ass.

"Fuck me harder" I cried, again and again, "harder, give it to me" I so much loved a good fucking...

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Transsexuals : The Better Choice

Transsexuals: The Better Choice

By Cal Y. Pygia

I’ve known many women, but I never knew bliss
Until I experienced my first transsexual’s kiss;
I had no idea what pleasure I’d missed
Until I sucked a shemale’s cute little penis.

Now, I am spoiled, and can’t enjoy anything less
Than ladyboy love, which is the best of the best.

Take a lesson from me, and be forewarned--
No genetic woman, regardless of how well adorned
Or beautiful she is, can compare to the loveliness
Of a gorgeous young transsexual miss!

Mothers, tell your daughters they can’t hope to compete;
Against transsexual ladies, they will meet defeat,
For, pleasant of face and form though they may be,
None can hope to rival the sweet ecstasy
That a shemale can engender within a male;
A woman’s sexual skills, next to a shemale’s, will pale,
And a man will seek comfort and love in a transsexual’s arms,
That he may embrace all of her transgendered charms.

Your daughters may become quite lovely, for women,
But none of them can hope to capture the hearts of men
Whom shemales have decided to date or to wed,
Because, after all, a woman is a woman, even in bed,
Whereas a transsexual blends feminine
Charms with the charms of the masculine
Sex, and no man, given the choice, will pass
The chance to have a cock, balls, tits, and an ass;
Besides, a transsexual can’t become pregnant with a child,
And there’s no need of a pill--whether the sex is mild or wild,
No sperm has ever spawned a baby in the ass or the mouth--
A shemale is safe from pregnancy, both “north” and “south.”

Fathers, tell your sons of the joy
That they can have with a pretty ladyboy;
With a shemale lover, they will not want
For anything, except a messy, wet cunt,
Which, once they’ve tried a firm, tight transsexual ass,
They’ll find both overrated and easily bypassed.

More and more, women will turn to each other
As men no longer take them as lovers;
It is better that they do, for they can never replace
The androgynous transsexual’s figure and face
With a body that lacks male genitals--
A cunt is all right, in its way, but it can’t rival balls
And a cock that can stiffen and swell, to spew jet
After jet of warm, white semen, sticky and wet,
Over the face and the form of the man whose own cock,
Just a moment before, filled her mouth (or her buttocks).

It is an unfair contest, the rivalry between women
And shemales, in which experienced men
Will choose the transsexual, it’s true,
Over any genetic woman any man ever knew.

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I remember the first time

I remember the first time I went out as a woman. It was a new years eve and there was a big party in the hotel ballroom. I was excited and nervous as I got ready for my big debut e as a women. I undressed and slipped on my satin robe. I ran the tub and put five of my perfumed bubble bath beads into the steamy water. I lit several scented candles and slid my robe from my shoulders. I sank into the tub, luxuriating as the deliciously hot water slid up my flanks From my lingerie drawer, I selected a pretty ivory satin demi-bra and a delicious pair of ivory silk panties. I cuddled my breasts into the bra and snapped it. I chose a pair of sheer, nude seamed silk thigh-highs, with tiny bows embroidered on the heels and topped with lavish lace. On my left leg, I clasped on a very fine gold ankle bracelet with a tiny crystal heart charm. I brushed my hair. I did one hundred strokes, and my hair shone with golden highlights, falling around my shoulders in soft waves. I made up my eyes with very feminine arching brows and lids shadowed in pale rose. I had a beautiful gown to wear that night. It was a mauve silk chiffon that left my shoulders bare, with satin spaghetti straps and a long sheath skirt slit up the right side. My mirror showed me a very pretty young lady, and I trembled all over with excitement. This is what I had always wanted!

I grabbed a cap to the hotel and when we pulled up, I fished in my purse for some bills to pay him, and he swiveled around in his seat to face me. "No, Miss," he said, "you are so lovely, that looking at you in my mirror has been payment enough for me. Happy New Year.”

I walked over to the bar and perched on a stool. It was busy, and the bartenders were a little harried, so I just crossed my legs and waited patiently. A deep voice behind me said softly, "Hello." I turned, and there was a man, but not just a man; he was incredibly handsome, and his smile made my heart flutter. I smiled back, a little nervously, and he added, "My name is Brad. May I buy you a drink?" I graciously excepted his offer and ordered a tequila sunrise.

You are very beautiful, my dear," he said. "Would you like to dance?" The band was playing a very slow, romantic song, so I smiled back at him and held out my hand. He took it and helped me off my stool. He continued to hold my hand as he led me onto the dance floor. I was so amazed at what I was doing, and what he was doing to me. I had never danced with a man before in my life! He was holding me so tightly next to him, that I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my skirt as we danced. The thought that I, on my very first time out as a girl, was giving him an erection by dancing with him was the most excitingly feminine feeling I had ever experienced.

This was how I started my new life as a woman.... I was finally “out” and I've not looked back since.

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