Her stage name was Dinah Mite. She was the sweetheart of the transsexual porn industry. Boys wanted to be with her and many of the girls who got into the industry wanted to be her. Her beautiful hourglass figure, long brown hair, hazel eyes, C Cup breasts that looked natural and a shapely ass made her the top star in the industry for years.
She did many different movies with men, women and other t-girls. She even did some fetish movies as Mistress Dinah. Of course, the awards followed. Some said she was the star who single handedly built the industry as its' top selling star for over a decade.
She didn't care. She was grateful for that, but she wanted more. She wanted what a few of her peers had, success outside of being the porn star. Gina West owned her own company and produced films of her own in addition to a thriving beauty salon in Southern California. Amanda Blaze had crossed over to a successful nightclub owner and party organizer. And, there were others.
Dinah wanted to cross over to do legitimate acting, but doors always closed on her. Porn stars didn't always fare too well to begin with. The fact that she was a transsexual porn star made it even tougher for her. She was tired of Hollywood hiring genetic women to play transgender roles, but she and many other trans woman didn't get a second look.
She battled her own demons, drug and alcohol abuse being one of them, but she had overcome that. She continued to act in porn movies, partly out for gratitude for the brake James Vieira gave her way back when and partly because she still made good money. What she longed for more than anything was to make it big in Hollywood, but she felt her time was running out.
His name was Brandon, and he met her online the same as many of her fans. He saw her as the fetish, the object of desire many of the other guys had seen, but she got into his heart. He was constantly writing to her, offering encouragement and his belief in her. She took notice of him.
One day, she asked him out to lunch. She wanted to get to know him. It was there that they planned a way for her to get an acting role. She would essentially play herself in a web series that they would produce together and heavily market through social media. She would star as a transgender porn star who was struggling to catch her break in mainstream acting.
The series showed the vulnerable side of Dinah, the real girl who was always there, not just the porn star. She gave a wide range of emotions in those episodes, written by Brandon. She could be funny, caring, vulnerable, ruthless and of course, very seductive. And then, it happened.
She got her big break in a movie. She would play a mother and school teacher who fought a corporation's bid to take over a huge chunk of property and bulldoze the houses for a new mall. The movie would start shooting next week, and she was waiting for Brandon to show up to tell him the good news.
In all of this time, Brandon had never made a move on Dinah, which surprised her. Every man she had dated was all over her, but not Brandon. Were they dating? They spent a lot of time together. He was doing everything he could to help her career, but he never asked her for anything in return.
She was looking at herself in the bedroom mirror, touching up her ruby red lipstick. Her outfit was a little skimpy. A short, tight black skirt and a red top that left little to the imagination. She wasn't going to wait on him anymore. She thought she knew what needed to happen this time.
When he knocked on the door, she was there to greet him with a deep and passionate kiss. "Where have you been baby? I've got wonderful news."
He was shocked and yet pleased by the kiss. They had never kissed like this before, and he felt a tingle. His jaw practically dropped when he saw how she was dressed. "What news, and my God you look gorgeous. The guys are gonna be all over you looking like that."
He always did that. Why did he have to tell her how pretty she would look to other guys? "Maybe I don't want other guys. Maybe all I want is standing right here in front of me."
He nervously blushed and wanted to change the subject. "What news? Looks like you're in the mood to celebrate."
She smiled from ear to ear, and he melted as he saw her perfect face. "Oh, you better believe I want to celebrate. We did it."
He still had no clue. "Did what, Dinah? Tell me."
She kissed him again. "I got the lead in a movie that starts shooting next week. All of our hard work paid off."
He looked like he was about to cry from his happiness. "See, I knew it. Didn't I always tell you how good you are, Dinah? You're not just a hot t-girl, you are a beautiful woman and a star. Now everybody will know just like I've known all along. I'm so proud of you."
I want him now, she thought to herself as she took his hand. "Come here. I want to show you something."
"What? What is it?"
She giggled as she led him to the bedroom. "Just follow me. You'll see. I know you're gonna like it."
She pointed to the bed. "Have a seat."
He sat down and looked at her. "Are you gonna tell me what this is all about?"
She looked at him seductively, turning her sex appeal up to ten. "Why haven't you made a move on me? In all this time, you've done nothing. Why?"
He started feeling nervous. "I am... I just..."
"You know what I think, " she interrupted, “I think you're a total pussy boy."
"Dinah, it's not like that. Anyway, you're a woman as far as I'm concerned, and a woman needs a real man."
She grinned at him. "Did you ever think that I might be okay with having a pussy boy for a boyfriend, maybe even a husband?"
She had him figured out. He had fantasized about it all the time, but he cared for her too much to talk to her about it. He loved her more than worrying about sex, and now she was laying her cards on the table. "Dinah, you don't have to... You don't owe me anything for this. I really care for... I love you, and..."
She removed her skirt and her top, and her cock was starting to tent her red satin lace panties. "What do you mean, I don't owe you? This is going down if I have to rape your pussy boy ass."
"Dinah, I…"
She pointed to the floor. "Get on your knees and suck my cock. Now. " she grinned. "You don't want to deal with Mistress Dinah, do you? Maybe you do. You are a pussy boy, after all."
He got on the floor and pulled down her panties, allowing her cock to point out. "Oh my."
"You see, " she said smiling down to him. "It's happy to see you. Go ahead and suck it, and maybe you'll get a creamy reward."
He had always imagined what this would be like, and he kissed the head of her cock and started licking it.
"I knew it. You're a little cock sucker, aren't you, " she laughed playfully?
He took it into his mouth and started sucking it, using his tongue on the underside of it.
She ran her hands through his hair, encouraging him. "I'm not most girls, and I thought you knew that by now. If you wanted to suck my cock, all you had to do was ask me, Brandon."
He started bobbing his head up and down on it as it got harder and harder and he started to taste her. That just made him hornier, but she stopped him. "Get naked, Brandon, right now."
He stripped in seconds and stood before her with his six inch cock getting hard. She pushed him down on the bed on his back. "My turn, baby."
She started sucking his cock, and he was feeling the pleasure. "Oh God, Dinah. That feels so..."
She looked at him. "What? You didn't think I could give that cock of yours a good tongue bathing?"
She went back to work on his cock, but she started tasting his love fluids as his orgasm got closer. She reached over to her stand and grabbed some lube. "Lift those legs up in the air. It's time I made an honest pussy boy out of you."
He felt the coolness of the oil as it went between his cheeks and then two of her fingers probed his insides. "Hmm, you're looser than I thought you'd be. Do you use toys in your ass?"
"Yes."
She grinned. "Thinking about my cock going in there I bet."
He blushed. "Yes, I do."
She positioned her cock at his entrance. "Well, this is the part where fantasy meets reality, so brace yourself."
She pushed the head of her cock inside as he moaned. "Relax, sweetie. It will be easier. It won't hurt for long."
With her seven inch cock halfway in, she bent down and kissed him. "I love you too, Brandon. Now I get to show you how much."
She pushed her cock further in and started thrusting slowly in and out. "Do you like having my cock in your ass, Brandon?"
"God yes, " he moaned as he gazed lustfully at her.
"Good, because I could get used to this ass. I love that you shave your body like this too. You should consider laser."
Conversation went out the window as she felt her pleasure building. She maintained eye contact with Brandon as she grabbed his cock and slowly stroked it. Her thrusts became more rapid and he tried to push back against her to take her deeper inside.
She could feel herself ready to explode. "Are you ready to cum for me, baby?"
"Uh huh, ' he replied.
"Let's see it, " she replied as she kept stroking his cock. It wasn't long before he erupted in her hand, and his ass clamped on her cock triggering her to release inside his ass.
In that moment, they looked deeply into each other’s eyes. Dinah leaned down and kissed him passionately with her cock inside his ass, and it made a popping sound as she pulled out and rolled next to him on the bed.
She giggled. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
He reached over and held her hand, feeling some of her cum leaking out of his ass as he squeezed her hand. "It was the best, better than I could have imagined."
She squeezed his hand. "Oh, this was nothing, I can do a lot better."
Brandon was a bit superstitious, and that had held him back too. "I was just thinking, Dinah. Virgo-Leo relationships are supposed to be bad."
She pulled his hand up to her lips and kissed it. "No, it will be fine. I won't forget my little Virgo lover and all he means to me and I know you'll always be there for me, showing your love and support all the way."
He boldly rolled on top of her and kissed her passionately. "That's a promise I intend to keep."
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