A Special Treat For Sissy Rita

Sissy Rita sat in her chair at the desk chatting with her sissy friends at her favorite web site. She wore the pink nightie picked out by her wife and panties to match. As a bonus, Her wife even locked her in a pink chastity cage.

Her wife Linda was out at the gym working out. She wore the cutest pink gym sweats that made her ass look so voluptuous that Rita ached to be let out of the cage. The pink top Linda wore wasn't any better as its tightness barely contained Linda's DD Breasts. She didn't even wear a bra, which Rita found odd. She thought she would at least wear a sports bra.

"I'm home sweetie, " came a voice from behind. It was Linda, her long brown hair was a mess, but her face was all a glow. She walked over and kissed her sissy on the cheek. "Did you miss me?"

Rita had a sudden aching in her cage as it tightened immediately. Did Linda just have sex? The sissy kissed her wife's cheek. "Did you have a good work out, dear?"

Linda smiled the brightest smile. "Oh, Rita, it was the best. I haven't had a work out like this in a long time. Steven gave me a special training session, just for me. It was after they closed, and his friend Jimmy even helped. God, they have such stamina, I could barely keep up."

Rita turned red with embarrassment. "Two trainers?"

"Sweetie, " she said as she kissed Rita on the lips. Rita tasted something different from that kiss and knew Linda had sucked cock.. "You told me these guys would take care of me, and they certainly did, " she took her sissy's hand as they went to the bedroom. "Come with me."

Linda gigged. "Help me out of these sweats, " she instructed as Rita got down to her knees. There was a wet spot in front of her sweats. The sissy looked up at her wife, who smiled and winked at her. She wore no panties. Didn't she have panties when she left?

Linda lay on the bed, and her pussy was wet as she spread her legs. "I brought this home for you, baby. I know how much you like eating my pussy, and now there's a little something special there for you. "

Rita noticed a pink butt plug in Linda's ass. "Since when do you wear a plug, dear?"

She giggled. "That was Steve's idea, but wait a moment baby. I need your tongue in my pussy right now. God, I love the way you eat my pussy, baby."

Rita ached to be let out of her cage. "Honey, I need to have you, please."

"Rita, we'll fuck later. I need you to eat me. Jimmy left something extra for you."

Rita licked the outside of her pussy, and it was strong with the taste of sperm. "That's it, baby. Clean me up. I can't have my pussy looking so messy."

Oh God I need out of this cage, the sissy thought. She licked all of the leaking sperm from outside her wife's sweet love box before probing inside of her with her tongue, using her lips to suck out the juices. "Mm, somebody loves the taste of cum and pussy juices, " she said as she pushed up against Rita's face.

Rita kept licking and playing with her wife's clit. It wasn't long before Linda began having another orgasm, her third of the night. "Mm, I have such a sweet little sissy."

"I love you Linda, " she said as he continued licking.

Linda grabbed her legs and exposed her ass and the plug inside. "Baby, remove the plug. Steve left something special for you."

"Wait, he knows?"

"Of course he does. You know Steve. He wouldn't do me unless me knew you were okay with it. When I said you wanted this for me, he said he wanted my ass. He thought it would be hot if you tasted his cum from my ass, and I agreed."

Rita removed the plug from her wife's gaping ass. In a moment, she was pushing Steve's white love juices out, and Rita began lapping it up. She made Linda squirm as her tongue touched her well fucked hole. "Mm, nobody can lick my ass the way you can sweetie. My special little sissy."

Rita kept at it, hoping she would earn a release from her cage. She actually enjoyed orally pleasing her wife at every opportunity. In no time, Steve's cum was in her sissy mouth, and she moved up to kiss her wife. "God, I love you so much Linda."

She pulled Rita in for a deep kiss that lasted for some time. "I love you more, even if you are a little sissy bitch."

"Does that mean we can go out dressed up next Friday night, " the sissy asked, hopefully?

She smiled. "Of course it does. I have salon appointments booked for us that Friday. I want my sissy looking pretty and fuckable."

Rita kissed her again. "Speaking of fuckable, can I get out of the cage? I need you so badly."

Linda giggled as she stood up and went to the closet. Rita looked on nervously. "Baby, what are you doing?"

It was obvious as Linda grabbed her black harness with her pink strap on cock. "Well, I did say we'd fuck, so you need to bend over on the bed, sweetie."

"But..."

"Oh, stop it, you know how much you love having my cock in that pussy of yours. Are you still plugged?"

Rita blushed as she stood up. "Yes."

Linda fastened the harness and pointed to the bed. "On the bed, Missy. And remove the plug. Momma's got something bigger for you."

"Be gentle."

Linda smiled "Sweetie, I'm always gentle, aren't I? We've got to get you ready for the real thing."

Rita removed the plug and looked behind at her wife. "But, what if I'm not ready for cock?"

Linda pushed against her sissy's lubed and exposed hole. "Sweetie, last time we did this, you came inside your cage. I think you're more than ready for cock. Plus, if you look as hot as I think you will after Friday's appointment, the guys will want that ass."

Linda eased her six inch fake cock in side her sissy's pussy hole. Rita was quite used to it and pushed back. "Fuck, you're right. I'm ready."

Linda began slowly thrusting in and out. "Of course you are, dear. All good sissies take cock eventually. It might happen sooner than you think."

Rita rocked back and forth as her cage helplessly dangled, protecting her swollen clitty. "What does that mean?"

Linda concentrated on hitting her sissy in the right spot and could tell my her body language and moans that she was doing well. "It means Steve asked me if I wanted to bring my sissy for a workout with him and a couple of his friends sometime."

Rita was slowly leaking pre cum inside her cage as the pleasure built up. "He did?"

Linda began fucking her sissy deeper and more deliberate strokes. "I told him I'd think about it. So, I guess we need to get you a cute outfit to wear for our workout."

Rita could feel the pleasure building as her wife's thrusts became harder and more deliberate. Then, she abruptly pulled out. "Get on your back sweetie, I have an idea."

Rita lay on her back with her legs in the air as Linda grabbed a vibrator out of her bedside drawer. She shoved her dildo back inside her sissiy's needy pussy and resumed her slow and steady strokes. "Do you like my cock making you my sissy, baby?"

Rita gazed into her wife's pretty blue eyes and saw the love. "Of course I do. I need your cock."

Linda giggled "Oh my God, I created a little sissy slut." She turned on her vibrator and held it on top of Rita's chastity cage. "Well, momma's got a big surprise for you."

The vibrating sensation and the cock massaging her insides was heavenly to Rita as she closed her eyes. "Mm, oh God."

"Don't close your eyes, sweetie. I want you to look at the woman giving this to you." She plunged the rubber cock in deep as she said, "You belong to me."

A tear appeared in the sissy's eye, but she was feeling anything but pain. Linda had become an expert at prostate massaging and the vibrator was too much. If this was the only way Rita came again, she would die a happy sissy.

Linda grinned. "Oh dear, is my sissy about to cum for me, with her clitty locked helpless in my cage?"

"Ungh, " was all Rita managed as some of her sissy juices began to leak out. "Oh..."

She sensually massaged her sissy's sweet spot with her fake cock. "Do you like my gift to you?"

More cum leaked out as the sissy slowly orgasmed. She did not break eye contact, and though there were no words, the look in her eyes was one that conveyed her true love for her wife. "Ah... Mm..."

"I think you deserve this after tonight, " she smiled lovingly. "Such a good sissy hubby to me."

Rita's orgasm lasted longer than ever before. Then, her wife lay down on top of her and they embraced in a passionate kiss. No words, just kissing and caressing each others bodies.

As Rita's thoughts returned to her, it was she who broke the silence. "I think that gym membership was just the thing for you, honey. I'm glad I signed you up for it."

She kissed her sissy and smiled. "I'm glad you did to. It was just what I needed. I'm looking forward to meeting with Steve and Jimmy again next Monday." She kissed Rita again. "Of course, I'll bring you home another special treat."

Blame It On The Panties

 Blame It On The Panties

Bill sat on the couch watching the game. It was Sunday, and his wife Emily was off at church. She had left an hour ago and was planning a brunch and baby shower after that. Bill would have the house to himself for what had become a sissy day.

This was his ritual for Sundays. What's funny is he was content not to go down the path of dress up, but Emily inadvertently triggered his desire to reconnect with Billie again. It happened innocently enough about 10 years ago.

It was on the night of their youngest daughter's 10th birthday. From the time they met through the birth of their third child, sex was satisfying for both of them. When their youngest daughter was born, it got boring. They were completely happy in all other aspects, but the sex was lackluster.

Bill provided a good life for his wife, who enjoyed all of the nice things his well-paying job as an architect could provide. He wanted her to be happy more than anything. She enjoyed a nice wardrobe, beauty appointments and a nice little art collection at his expense.

When their daughter turned ten, Emily got the wild idea of putting panties on Bill in the bedroom and calling him her lesbian girlfriend. It was a mind-blowing oral experience, and she commented that it was the best she ever had. What she didn't know is he would gladly do it for her every night.

She also didn't know about Bill's past as Billie. From the time he was a child stealing his sister's clothes, Bill loved to dress up. He fantasized about being a woman, and he learned how to do make up and walk and talk like a woman.

Eventually, when he got older, he was going out to clubs as Billie and even had a memorable trip to San Francisco. On occasion, he entertained men and showed them a wonderful time as their girlfriend for the night. But, his attraction was more towards women.

When in girlie mode, he sometimes had to fight strong desires to suck cock and be fucked, and he didn't always win that fight. His memorable night in San Francisco included two men he met at a trans friendly bar. It would have been three, but one didn't show up. They spent the whole night in bed, but they didn't do much sleeping.

Bill met Emily in college in his senior year, and they fell in love at first sight. He swore off the clothes and Billie forever, and, he meant it. He felt that he and Emily were soul mates, and he would never do anything to hurt her. It wasn't until the night of their daughter's 10th birthday that Billie was reawakened.

After the two had performed oral in a 69 position and cuddled as girlfriends, she started putting him in panties every day. He wanted more than that, but he figured it was best to let her lead. Emily was getting particularly slutty and adventurous about it, and he loved that about her.

It always ended up with him eating her pussy, and the places got more adventurous. There was his office at work, in their daughter's classroom after everybody left a parent-teacher meeting and on the hood of their car in the parking lot one night at the mall.

Suddenly, Emily stopped. Bill didn't know why, but he didn't ask. He surmised it was Emily's Catholic guilt, making her feel ashamed of herself. She returned to church on Sundays and wanted Bill to go with her. He went for a while but was put off by the church's refusal to allow a transgender woman to attend services.

So, Sunday eventually became Billie's day, when he could make it happen. He started by wearing Emily's things but started buying his own clothes out of fear of getting caught. He would go all out with full makeup, black wig, nighties, panties with stockings, garters and heels whenever possible. This continued for the next ten years as his youngest finally left home for college.

His wife had a black lingerie set that he occasionally wore. However, when he wore it last week, she was curious why it wasn't where she left it. He downplayed it, saying she must have forgotten where she put it. She accepted that excuse.

Emily was a lucky woman by most standards. She didn't have to work. She had a nice wardrobe, beauty appointments, a nice art collection displayed around the house and also sold Mary Kay Cosmetics. But, Bill couldn't help thinking that she was getting bored. He wanted to change that.

He was getting bored himself. The game was 21-0 and only in the first quarter. He changed channels and caught Rhonda Shear on HSN, selling her lingerie. "I wish I could model some of that for Rhonda. She's such a cutie, " he thought.

His mind was turning to what lingerie he'd be wearing for the day when a knock came at the door. He sprung to his feet. It was Jack, his best friend and neighbor from behind his house on the next street. "Oh, Hi Jack. Come on in."

He walked in and headed for the kitchen. "Hey Bill. Mind if I grab a beer?"

"No, go ahead."

Jack brought two beers with him, but Bill declined. "No thanks. I'm gonna have some wine in a bit."

Jack sat down on the couch next to him. "Ooh, wine? The fancy stuff?"

Bill grinned. "Better than that stuff you and Linda get at The Liquor Shack. It's a little something special Linda gets from her uncle's vineyards."

Jack took a swig. "Oh, hey, I've been thinking of what to get you for the big 5 0, and I think I've got it."

Bill shook his head. "Not necessary, Jack. It's not a big deal."

Jack had a strange look on his face for a minute and then it vanished. "Oh, something tells me it's just what you really want. What's that on TV?"

Bill blushed. "Oh, I was just... The game was a blowout and..."

"The Browns are on the other channel. I know they suck, but it's a good game. What’s this? Are you looking for something to add to your wardrobe, Billie?"

Bill did a double take. "Come again?"

Jack pulled out his smart phone and opened the photo app. "I need to show you something, Billie. I think you'll find it interesting."

Bill was shocked to see a picture of him in his wife's black lingerie set, looking into the mirror. "Keep scrolling, babe, it gets better."

Bill kept looking as his face went white with shock. He could hardly breathe as there were pictures of him posing in front of the mirror and prancing around the room, and then there was him sucking on his wife's vibrator.

Jack laughed as he flipped the channel to the Browns game. Bill looked at him. "So, what do you want, Jack?"

"You know, you should really learn to close the curtains on that sliding glass window when you want to prance around your bedroom like a little sissy."

"Jack, I..."

"I know, sissies like you just love to see how pretty they look in the light. You look cute, by the way. Of course, I haven't seen you dressed up close, but from what I can see..."

"What do you want, " Bill repeated, becoming angry?

"It's not what I want. It's what you're gonna do. I want you to get dressed up in that black number you had on in those pictures and put on a show for me."

"Or?"

Jack grinned. "Or, I'll see to it that your wife sees these pictures and gives you a 50th birthday you'll never forget."

Bill stared at his longtime friend in disbelief. "You wouldn't."

He just smiled and nodded his head. "Wanna bet?"

"There's not enough time."

"Oh, but there is, Billie. "Our wives are in church and going to that bunch and shower. There's plenty of time, especially if you get that hot little ass into the bedroom and make yourself pretty for me right now."

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Is your wife's email still the same?"

"Jack, please."

"What am I talking about, of course it is. Let me just..."

Bill stood up. "Okay, but you're an asshole Jack. I can't believe you'd do this to me."

He laughed. "Me? You're the one prancing around the bedroom like a little slut, leaving the curtains wide open. This is your fault."

Bill stomped into the guest bedroom and grabbed the special bag that was strategically hidden behind the bed after he brought it from his special hiding place. He would wear his own panties stockings, garters and shoes and his wife's nightie. He carefully applied his makeup, including the false eye lashes and blue eye shadow.

He meticulously applied his red lipstick, lip liner and gloss and admired his "cock sucker" lips in the mirror. He felt himself stirring in his panties at the term cock sucker lips. After getting dressed, he put on his black wig and sprayed on some of his wife's perfume.

A half an hour later, he returned to the living room, where Jack was waiting with the camera. "Damn, look at you Billie. It's too bad we can't go out with you dressed this sexy."

Billie smiled. "Really? I mean... Whatever."

Jack's bulge in his slacks let Billie know the truth. "I need another beer, babe. Get yourself that wine while you're at it and come join me on the couch."

Billie returned with the drinks, and Jack proposed a toast. "To exciting possibilities."

Billie left a bit of lipstick on her glass, and Jack noticed. His pants weren't getting any looser, and Billie's imagination was running wild. "I wonder how big he is? Emily has mentioned that his wife said he was pretty well endowed. Dammit, stop that."

Billie lit a cigarette, and her lip stick left a mark. She loved that lipstick mark more than the act of smoking itself. It made her feel so feminine. "So, what's the score?"

Jack was rubbing his pants. "Pittsburgh by 4. A minute left in the half. Cleveland's ball."

She took another sip of wine and another drag. "No way they score. Pittsburgh will break it open in the second half."

Jack had another mischievous grin on his face. "Oh really? Wanna bet? If they score, you put your lips to good use. If they end up winning, I get to put that ass of yours to use."

"Jack, no."

"If Pittsburgh wins, you get the pictures and that's it for all of this."

Billie didn't say anything. Jack broke the silence, "Come on, babe. It's not like you have a choice here, and if you win, it's over."

Billie downed her wine and poured another glass. "Okay, you're on."

Jack downed his beer. "That's my girl. When the Browns win, I'm gonna love pounding that ass and making you my woman."

Billie felt a stirring in her panties as she grabbed the empty cans and headed to the kitchen. "Let me get you another one."

"See, you are so hot, " said Jack. "My wife doesn't even wait on me like that. I think I married the wrong woman."

Billie's clitty was starting to stir at the thought of being fucked by Jack, and she was ashamed of herself. She grabbed a can of beer out of the refrigerator as she felt a little lightheaded from her first glass of wine. She turned on the oven and pulled out a pizza.

"Touchdown, " came the voice from the living room.

Billie's face went red, and her panties were tented. "Oh my God, Oh my God, " she muttered to herself.

She entered the living room with Jack's beer to see the extra point being kicked and Jack's clothes on the floor. She blushed again. "You fucking pervert."

He laughed. "Don't be a cock tease, honey. I've been wanting you to suck on this since the first time I saw you dressed up. That's when I knew I needed to get pictures next time. My hand was a little preoccupied then, if you know what I mean."

Billie slowly walked over to him and handed him the beer, not even looking at Jack's rock-hard cock. "Jack, I can't do this."

He nodded. "Yes you can, dear, and you will."

"I'll be cheating on my wife."

"Look at it this way, Billie. Nobody has to know as long as you do what I say. You have no choice here, and it could be over with the outcome of this game."

Billie was about to say something when she glanced down at his cock. it was rock hard and had to be eight inches long. It was thick too "You like what you see, Billie?"

"Um, " was all she could manage.

"Come over here and give it a kiss. Put those pretty red lips to good use."

Billie pushed the coffee table away and knelt between his legs. It was so big. She leaned over and kissed it on the tip, leaving another lipstick mark.

"I love it when a pretty girl gets lipstick on my cock. My wife does it for me all the time. Can you blame her? Impressive, isn't it?"

Billie felt something come over her that she hadn't felt since college, and she immediately took his cock into her mouth. "Yes. See, I knew you were a cock sucker. That's why I had to get you in this position. I think it's your natural position too."

Billie was in another world and her tongue worked the underside of his cock as she sucked him deep. She used every technique she could remember, humming as she went along and taking him to the point of working her gag reflex.

"That's it, baby. Right there, " he pushed her head down and made her gag on it. "Damn, Billie. Why didn't you tell me you were a little cock sucker when we were kids? You and I could have had a lot of fun together."

Billie felt shame for betraying her wife, excitement from sucking her first cock in years and turned on by the fact that it was her best friend's cock in her mouth.

He let off of the back of her head. "Work you magic baby. Make me cum."

She took her mouth off of his cock for just a moment. "Abracadabra baby, " she said with a wink.

He felt her tongue teasing the head of his cock. "I knew you were a slut. Fuck, my wife could learn a thing or two from you."

That last comment made her horny as she rubbed her clitty through her panties and sucked him harder. She tasted pre cum and sucked him even harder like a greedy little whore. He grunted. "Here it comes baby. Yeah, fuck yeah."

Billy knew what guys liked from her past experience. She tried to keep as much of his cum in her mouth as she could, but there was a lot of cum. Just a little bit dribbled from the corner of her mouth.

She pulled up and opened her mouth to show him his cum on her tongue. Then she swallowed it all, took her finger and caught the cum on her face and sucked it off her finger. She went back to getting any cum that was left from his cock.

He rubbed her hair gently. "Dam. That was good. You're a good little slut, just what daddy likes."

She stood up. "I need to fix my makeup and check on the pizza."

"Go right ahead, babe. I'll just be here, gathering my energy for your ass. I hope you're ready, because I'm collecting on my bet when Cleveland wins."

Billie laughed, nervously. "Yeah, right. Pittsburgh owns these guys. It's not gonna happen." She wasn't so sure of that, however. She reapplied her lipstick and returned to the kitchen to check on the pizza.

After serving Jack some pizza and beer, they relaxed and made chit chat about sports and their lives in general. Billie's cross dressing past never came up. It was just like two buddies hanging out, but one of those buddies was a little sissy.

Pittsburgh started the second half with back-to-back touchdowns and added a field goal for a 14 point lead going into the 4th quarter. The Steelers then gave up an easy touchdown on an interception. The ending was highly unlikely.

With ten seconds left, Cleveland had the ball at mid field. Billie was feeling confident. "Great. We can finally end this nonsense, unless you're gonna back out on our bet."

Jack looked her in the eye. "In all our time as friends, have I ever lied to you, Billie?"

"No."

"If Pittsburgh wins, the pictures are erased."

"If, Jack there's no..."

"Touchdown Browns, " came the voice on the TV, and Billie nervously lit another cigarette.

Jack looked at her smoking the cigarette, and his cock started coming back to life. He was still sitting naked on the couch. "You were saying?"

Billie shook her head. "Big deal. They'll just beat them in overtime."

"And the Browns are gonna go for two and end this game early."

"No way, " she said as she emptied another glass of wine. The wine started to go to her head, and she was feeling horny, yet a bit remorseful.

"And the Steelers call time out."

Jack laughed. "If you want, you can start sucking me now and get me ready. I saw you sucking that vibrator. Do you use it to get much practice on your pussy?"

She blushed. "Jack!"

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle. You're not the first sissy I've fucked, but I bet you'll be the best."

She got up and left the room.

"You're gonna miss it, Billie."

She went to the bedroom and grabbed the lube. "Oh shit. I can't do this to Emily. She would be heart broken. But, what am I gonna do? Fuck. Why didn't I close the damn curtain?"

Her clitty was betraying her again as it was twitching in her panties. "It's good, " came Jack's voice in the living room. "Cleveland wins."

"Oh my God! What am I gonna do?"

"Billie? Babe? You wanna fuck in here or on your wife's bed? I want a piece of that sexy little ass."

Billie slowly walked into the living room, fighting the urge to cry. "Jack, I can't."

"You want to though. I know it."

"Jack, I can't cheat on my wife."

He grinned. "Is that what this is about?"

Billie raised her voice. "Dammit, Jack. Don't trivialize this. I love my wife. I just like to dress up and I don't think she would approve, but I don't cheat on her. I can't do it."

Jack grabbed his smart phone. "I think I can put your mind at ease." He patted the seat next to him. "Sit down."

Billie sat next to him. "It won't change things."

"Trust me, " Jack replied as he hit some buttons on his smart phone. "Billie, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret that your wife has been hiding from you for quite some time. I recently discovered it myself."

"What secret?"

"Relax and have a drink."

Billie took a drink. "Fine. What secret?"

"Your wife has been up to something that she's feeling guilty about and..."

"Jack, if you're gonna tell me you've been fucking my wife..."

He laughed. "If I was doing that, she wouldn't be walking straight for a week afterwards, just like you won't be."

"Tell me."

"I overheard my wife talking with somebody on the phone " Jack explained. "She didn't know I was there, but she sounded guilty. She was talking about an affair, and how nobody had to know but them. I had no idea who she was talking to, but my wife arranged a meeting at our house. Well, I set up hidden cameras in every room of the house and..."

"What, are you, part of the CIA or something? Fuck! Going around filming everybody?"

"Don't get an attitude, Billie. You'd do the same thing I did. I wanted to know, and I found out. I was stunned. Not surprised or upset really. It was kind of hot actually. That's why I started peeking in on you and then..."

Billie was getting frustrated. "What are you trying to say, Jack?"

"Well, I have a very interesting video taped conversation and a hot sex scene on tape and..."

"Jack!"

"Your wife and my wife are having a lesbian relationship."

"What? No way!"

Jack handed Billie the phone. "See for yourself."

The sissy's mouth was wide open in shock. There was Emily, eating the pussy of another woman, and she seemed to really be into it. "Oh my God."

"Now, before you get bent out of shape, I have a conversation on tape, and she clearly says she loves you and doesn't want to hurt you. It's just that there's something going on with you that she didn't know. She wanted to find out but..."

"So, you were really spying on me?"

"Not intentionally at first, " Jack explained. "I was trimming the tree and saw you there in the window. And, I really did have a good whacking while looking at your hot sissy ass. Then, I decided to take some pictures next time and came over to confront you."

"To stir up shit?"

Jack grinned. "Well, yes and no. I think you and your wife need to talk, and I wanted to give you some incentive to speak and come clean. I think you might be surprised at how accepting she will be over this."

"You think? Because she had me in her panties a few years back and it was hot, but then she quit, and I thought..."

"I can show you the full tape. That comes up in the conversation, and I think you'd be surprised how receptive she might..."

"Jack, thank you. Maybe I will talk to her. I think both of us need to come clean and..."

"Well, I just need to cum, and we did have a bet."

Billie shook her head. "This kind of changes things."

Jack hit more buttons on the phone and the video of Billie sucking his cock played. Jack's face was not in the picture. "I kind of thought I'd better film this so I put the camera on the couch while you sucked my cock like a good sissy slut. I'm glad I got the bigger storage plan."

Billie protested. "Not this time, Jack. If she cheated on me..."

"What do you think would happen if she saw this video before you two talked?"

"You wouldn't."

"You know me, baby. I'm all about honesty and doing the right thing."

"And a peeping tom and a snoop too."

Jack finished his beer. "That may be true, darling, but I hold all the cards. So, what will it be? Handle it your own way, or let your wife know the truth before you can explain anything?"

"She's been cheating on me. She's not innocent here."

"You know women when they feel betrayed. Do you really wanna take that chance?"

Billie just stared at him. "Are you really gonna make me?"

"Make you? Baby, you've been thinking about my cock invading your sissy pussy since I made you get dressed up for me."

The sissy just rolled her eyes, but she didn't deny it. "Oh please."

"Do you need to watch the video of you sucking my cock? You wanna deny how much you loved it? Fuck you swallowed my cum after you showed it to me. If that doesn't say cum slut, I don't know what does. Do you really want that to be the image she sees before you tell her about Billie?"

"You bastard, " she protested as she put her head in his lap and started sucking his cock again.

"Oh, you know you love this, " he said with a smile as he moved his hips up to shove his hardening manhood towards the back of her throat.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw the time was 1:25. "Babe, bend over the arm of the couch and pull those pretty little panties down. daddy's gonna give you a nice surprise."

She nervously complied. "Just be gentle."

He laughed. "I'm always gentle with virgin sissy pussy. But, you aren't really a virgin, are you Billie?"

She blushed. '"It's been over 25 years, Jack."

"I fucking knew it. You little slut."

He poured the oil liberally on the sissy's exposed ass and rubbed it in, putting some on his cock too. She felt the wetness of the oil, and it sent a shiver of anticipation through her body. "Just relax, darling. I'm gonna give you as much as you can handle.”

He pushed his massive invader into her tight sissy hole as she winced in pain. "Shh, it's okay, baby. Relax." He kept pushing, and her girlie love hole opened up.

"Oh, God. It's big, " she moaned.

"You'll get used to it, " he replied as he pushed deeper. "Fuck, you're tight. Just the way I like them. My wife isn't even this tight, but I think you can understand why."

"God, it hurts. Is it... Is it all the way in yet?"

"Halfway, baby. Push back. Meet daddy halfway."

She bit her lip and pushed back. "Oh God."

"That's my girl, " he said with a smile. "Let daddy take you to paradise."

He started thrusting in and out of her slowly at first and her pain was giving way to pleasure as she pushed back. "Yeah, oh God, Yes."

"You like my cock in your pussy?"

"Uh huh."

He stopped. "Say you like daddy's cock in your pussy, or I'm stopping right now."

She turned her head and looked at him lustfully, "Don't stop. I love having daddy's cock in my pussy. Oh God, fuck me baby."

He stood proudly behind the emasculated sissy. "I knew you'd like it. You're gonna want it again. That's how sissies are with me, " he steadily fucked her. "And I just might give it to you if I think you deserve it."

Billie's inhibitions were shattered, and she couldn't deny the feeling anymore. "Oh yes, you can fuck me anytime, " she said as she felt a pleasure she hadn't felt in years.

Jack glanced over at the clock. 1:50. He pulled out. "Baby, I've got an idea."

She looked back with a disappointed look on her face, desperate for his cock to be inside her again. "What? What?"

"Lay on the kitchen table on your back. I want to look at your pretty face and kiss those red lips when I fuck you."

She practically ran to the table and was on her back with her legs in the air. He stood over her, grinning down at her. "You're mine now."

She desperately reached for his cock and tried to guide it into her pussy hole. "Just fuck me."

"Things have changed between us."

"Huh?"

"Oh, we're still friends, darling. But you're my sissy wife now, and a sissy wife has responsibilities. if I want your ass or that pretty little mouth of yours, " he kissed her, "This mouth, you'll give it to me."

He was hitting her in a spot that made her feel like she could cum at any moment. "I'm your sissy. Fuck me hard."

He started ramming it in deep and hard and all Billie could do was moan in pleasure. They were going at it so hard, they were oblivious to the world around them.

Billie tried to focus on Jack's eyes, when she could focus, but she felt like she was on the verge of cumming. Jack had amazing stamina, and that was aided by the blowjob he received earlier.

"You know what my sissy wife does for me darling, " he asked as he kept fucking her?

"What, baby?"

"She cums with my cock inside her pussy. Can you cum for your daddy and show him how much you love his cock in your pussy?"

She started to grab her clitty and he pulled her hand away. "Not like that, Billie. Cum like a real woman."

"Oh God. I don't know if I can."

He worked his cock in just the right spot. He had given special orgasms to sissies before, and it was a major turn on to him. Jack loved the idea of giving a sissy the kind of orgasm that made her feel like a woman and come back for more. "Come on, darling. You can do it."

Billie desperately tried moving her ass to make Jack's cock hit it in just the right spot. "Oh fuck. Right there. Yeah."

Jack was relentless in his approach, and he could read Billie like a book. He knew she was there, and then it happened. First one spurt, and then another a moment later. There was more inside her, but it was coming out slowly as she moaned from the pleasure like the little sissy she was. It was total bliss for her

"That's a good girl, " said Jack as he tensed up. "Take daddy's cum in your pussy. You're my sissy now."

Billie felt the wetness unleash inside her as she was still dribbling cum from her clitty. It was something she hadn't experienced since college, and maybe never at this intensity.

Jack leaned down with his cock still inside the violated sissy's love hole and kissed her deeply. The moment was interrupted by the sound of two people clapping.

"What that..." Billie was shocked out of her sissy bliss.

"Congratulations on your new sissy wife, " said Jack's wife Renee.

Emily walked over to the table. "How about it, sweetie? Are you Jack's new sissy wife?"

Jack was still standing there with his cock inside Billie's gaping sissy pussy. "Honey, I can explain. I'm not his..."

She laughed. "What? Not his sissy? That's a shame. His cock is amazing. I mean, when he hits you just right... You know what I mean, sweetie."

Billie looked at Jack in shock. His cock was still somewhat hard inside her pussy, and he seemed proud of himself for not removing it yet. It was like he was claiming ownership "You! Jack how..."

He grinned. "Don't look at me, it was her idea."

Billie looked at Emily, who had an innocent look on her face. "It was Renee's fault. She kept telling me how well-endowed Jack was, " she looked at his invader still sticking insider her sissy husband's pussy, "I mean is, and she said I simply had to try it."

She knelt down and kissed Billie on the lips. "You look beautiful, by the way."

Jack finally pulled out of Billie, who sat up on the table. "But, how? Why? What's going on?"

Renee walked over next to Emily. "Your wife and I have been having an affair for some time, " they kissed.

"But…" Billie tried to form a sentence, but this story kept getting stranger.

Emily stood in front of Billie. "I love you like this. You have no idea how much you're turning me on right now."

Billie thought back to those nights in panties. "But you stopped the play..."

"I know, I'm sorry. I didn't think you would like going any further. I thought it might mess with your head too much, but there's obviously things you aren't telling me..."

"But, you started going to church?"

"I know, but I don't go every week. In fact, I don't go as much as you think, but you're too busy playing dress up all alone here to notice. And a lot of the time, " Renee and Emily kissed passionately. "We're off on our own sexual adventures."

"But Jack..."

Renee kissed her husband. "Is a fucking pervert."

"Guilty, " he said with a grin.

"And, " she continued, "he loves to video tape us having sex, and your wife and I, well, you get the picture."

Jack stood there smiling. "Guilty. But, I really was minding my own business when I saw you in your room that first day. The ladies were in the bedroom having fun."

"Guilty, " said the ladies in unison before kissing again.

"I really was turned on by watching you, " he continued, "and then I went into the house for a sandwich. They were at the table talking about Emily's dilemma."

"Renee and I have been talking about me wanting a more girlie version of you, " Emily explained. " It's all your fault."

Billie felt like she was watching an x-rated version of Days Of Our Lives as the storyline was coming to a thrilling conclusion. "How?"

"I saw an old photo album of yours in the garage about a year ago, and there was this picture of you dressed as a cheerleader. You looked so sexy. How come you never told me you did female impersonation? I thought I was pushing you too hard with the panties, but when I saw that picture... I still didn't ask you."

"Why didn't you?"

"Because the poor thing was still scared of how you would react, " Renee replied. "Can you believe it?"

Billie was starting to add it all up. "So, the pictures, the black mail, even you two showing up right at this moment"

"All a set up, " said Emily as she rubbed her sissy husband's leg.

Billie looked at Emily. "You?"

Jack stepped back in front of Billie. "Me. When your wife showed me the cheerleader picture."

"You showed him?"

"He heard me tell his wife and..."

Renee rubbed her husband's back. "My husband has a thing for sissies, and you are his best friend."

Billie sat there blushing. "And you don't mind?"

"Sweetie, I love you, and I want you to be happy. I like eating pussy and I love Renee and her sweet pussy. If taking Jack's cock makes you happy, and from what I can see it does..."

"Who can blame her, " said Renee with a smile.

"Ain't that the truth, " Emily giggled. "I think you should go on being his sissy girlfriend."

"And you're okay with it?"

"Absolutely."

"The four of them exchanged deep kisses with each other."

"Just one more thing, " Billie interrupted. "No more secrets from each other. From here on out, we're honest with each other about who we are fucking."

"Agreed, " they replied in unison.

Jack stood between the two ladies with his arms around their shoulders. "Well, now that that's all settled, shall we go do something or play around in the bedroom?'

"Play around, " said the two ladies as Billie was still soaking in all that had happened, while cum slowly leaked from her sissy hole onto the kitchen table.

Jack kissed Emily. "Good, because now that I've had a taste of ass today, I want more."

The two of them went to the bedroom as Renee took Billie's hand. "That's fine, because all of Emily's talk about what a good pussy eater Billie is makes me curious, " she mused.

She kissed Billie as she stood up from the table. "Are you?"

Billie smiled. "I haven't had any complaints yet. How about I show you, sweetie."

"I thought you'd never ask, " she said as she kissed the sissy deeply before laying on her back on the table. "How about we make it three people who have cum right here on the table today?"

Sissy Donna's New Boyfriend

Craigslist is a waste of time, or so they say. Nothing but flakes. But, I understand that mentality. Society plays a mind fucking game with us girls and some guys who secretly admire us. You put up the ad, and then there's a response. It's gonna happen. Suddenly, you feel shame for even thinking about this, and you cancel without saying anything.

I get so tired of the shame that I almost want a national day of sex with the same gender. Get that gay shame out of the way. Make a guy suck cock. Make a woman eat pussy. Learn and understand. On second thought, I would never force anybody. It's wrong. What I want to do is get people to embrace who they are with pride and be accepted.

My name is Donna. It took me many years to come to terms with the fact that I am transgender. I never had a relationship with anybody. I kept my heart guarded. Nobody could hurt me that way, but it's a lonely path. I recently decided to give up on the notion that a woman would ever want me, and I'm looking for a man who I can be friends with.

Desperation had reared it's ugly head and made me want cock, just for cock's sake. So, I put an ad up on Craigslist. I have a long walk to the grocery store and I drag the bag of groceries back home. It has wheels, but it's annoying. I had hopes of meeting a guy for a ride home and giving him a blowjob in gratitude. I could not anticipate what was about to happen.

I put up the ad and left the house. They would know me when they saw me. If they were interested, they'd just approach me. I let them know my name. I was in the local dollar store trying to pick up what I could for the price. It's hard making it on my own, and I barely get by.

I was pleased with myself, because I had found a lot of nice deals. That meant less money spent at the grocery store. I saw him looking at me as I walked down the canned food aisle. He was a couple inches taller than me, maybe 5 foot 10. He wasn't dressed fancy, but nice. At least it wasn't a t-shirt and jeans. He had brown hair and a beard.

I was grabbing some oatmeal when he approached me. You're not gonna miss me in my red dress and sandals, showing off my red toe nails that match my finger nails. I had on red lipstick and did my eyes in a smokey blue. I'm over dressed for shopping, but I get so few opportunities to dress up these days.

He walked up to me with a smile. "Are you Donna?"

Wow. This was the first response to one of my ads. "Yes, I am."

He looked at my cart. "Are you grocery shopping here?"

I nodded. "I kind of have to. I can't afford to get everything next door. I want to eat, so I am lucky to be able to do this."

He looked at me. "Put it back."

"Huh?"

"Put it back and let's go next door, " he repeated.

I shook my head. "I can't have you doing that. You don't even know me. Just let me finish and..."

He took my hand, and I felt goose bumps from his strong, yet tender touch. "Did I ask you for permission? I want to do this for you, and you don't owe me anything."

I felt a tear in my eye, and I tried to stop myself. I didn't want to ruin my makeup. "Well, maybe just a few things, but not too much."

He started putting things back on the shelves. "You let me worry about that."

At the grocery store, I was looking for the cheaper things, and he wouldn't hear of it. "He grabbed some packs of ground beef and threw them into the cart. I don't eat that much, and now I could fix spaghetti with ground beef again. What he put in my cart was nearly triple what I spend on my groceries, and he bought it all for me.

At his car, I hugged him. "Thank you. I don't even know your name, but thank you so much."

He held me in this embrace, not moving in to try to kiss me. "My name is Paul, and you're welcome Donna. Let's get this home."

Paul was a total gentleman. He stood at the door with a bag of groceries. "Do you mind if I come in?"

I smiled. "Don't be silly. Of course you can. Don't mind the mess. I need to clean more than I have been lately."

With the bags in the kitchen, I insisted he have a seat in the living room and turned on the TV. The game was on. "Have a seat. Would you like a drink? I have soda. I think I have a beer left. Maybe something harder?"

"I don't drink much alcohol, but a stiff drink sounds good, if you'll join me."

"Vodka and Coke okay? I'll join you when I put things away."

He smiled at me. "Sounds great."

I had this bottle of Cake Vodka that I've been keeping unopened for a year. Now seemed like the time to open it. I sat on the couch next to him and we enjoyed a drink. "I hope you don't mind me saying this, Donna, but you have a beautiful body."

I blushed. I'm not the most self confident girl out there. I know I'm no Vaniity or Bailey Jay. "I don't know about that, but thank you."

"Oh listen to you, girl. Just shut up and take the compliment. What I was getting at was I wonder if you have anything sexy you'd like to wear for me. Not that you don't look hot in that dress."

My body felt a tingle at his words. "Well, let me see what I can slip into."

"You do that, " he replied as he held up his empty glass. "And, I'll take another drink if you have it."

"Oh my God. What do I wear, " I asked myself? I had never modeled any of my more than two dozen nighties for a man before. Most of them aren't all that sexy, but I have a few for this occasion.

I slipped out of my clothes and my red bra and panties. I grabbed a red thong and a red nightie. It was satin with just a bit of lace and it was short. My ass would not be hidden by the nightie.

I applied some strawberry body spray and touched up my red lipstick. My makeup was holding up nicely. In front of the mirror, I touched up my hair a bit, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Here goes nothing, " I muttered to myself.

I felt his eyes on me as I walked into the living room and grabbed our glasses to refresh our drinks. "Damn, baby. You do have a nice body. Nice ass too."

I just giggled as I brought the drinks and took my seat next to him. He took a drink and put his arm around me, rubbing his hand on my body and underneath my nightie. He squeezed one of may small, but growing breasts. "Such smooth skin and a nice little handful here."

"Mm, thank you baby, " I heard myself say.

"I hope you don't think bad of me for asking, but as you can see my pants are a little tight..."

I looked at the bulge in his pants and I could only imagine how big his cock might be. "Of course, sweetie. Let me help you with that."

When I got his pants and underwear off, I was shocked at how big his cock was. It was at least eight inches long, not that I had a ruler. This was a different moment than I'd ever been in before. It was the first time I had ever been with a man in such an intimate setting.

I dove down mouth first onto his massive cock. It was a hairy cock, but I think a man with a hairy cock is sexy. Sissies are smooth, men are hairy. As I sucked, he rubbed his hands gently on my back and reached over to squeeze my ass. It made me suck him even harder. I had never been handled this way before.

"God, you have a nice ass, " he said as I deep throated his cock. "Don't stop what you're doing, baby."

When I could taste his cum, I slowed down. I wanted him to cum hard and drink it all down. "You are a sexy girl, Donna. You know that?"

I teased his cock head with my tongue and continued my slow, sensual blowjob. "You're gonna make me cum baby, " he proclaimed as I felt a finger of his pushing against my tight hole.

"Well, maybe you need to cum then sweetie, " I replied as continued sucking his massive cock and gently playing with his balls. "Feed me, baby."

I felt a finger enter my sissy pussy and push in as I tightened around it. "I bet it would be amazing to fuck you, Donna."

I could feel a wetness in the front of my panties. I was dribbling from the excitement, even though I wasn't hard. His finger fucking me only added to the sensation. I could taste his manly juices and decided I needed them down my throat.

Knowing I could easily make it happen, I worked that most sensitive area of his cock with my tongue as I sucked, and he shot a tidal wave of his baby juice into my mouth. I have in the past just swallowed immediately, but I kept it in my mouth and swished it around as much as I could without letting a drop escape. I wanted to savor his taste. That was not an easy task with how much he came.

After a couple moments, I realized he was still finger fucking me as I cleaned the last drops from his cock. "That was amazing Donna. I suppose you'll be wanting me to go now."

Impulsively, I moved up and kissed him. "Does this answer your question, baby?"

He probed my mouth with his tongue. I was bring kissed by a man for the first time as he held me in his arms. I felt secure and happy where I was for the first time in I don't remember how long. I knew what was to come next, and I wanted it. I was gonna let him have my pussy.

Paul continued to be a gentleman. I refilled our drinks again and we watched the game and talked. I was having a good time with him. We laughed a lot. We found that we had a lot in common. When the game ended, he revealed his desires. "What do you say we take our game into overtime, beautiful?"

I kissed him. "I thought you'd never ask."

I took his hand and led him to the bedroom where I sat on the bed as he stood in front of me. I didn't have to suck his massive cock very long. It was already hard. "Baby, why don't you get on your hands and knees at the edge here and let daddy take over."

I did as requested and presented to him. This is such a vulnerable position for a girl to be in. My sissy hole was exposed, and he surprised me by licking it and sticking his tongue inside me. I loved it, and I pushed my tush back in his face as I moaned. "I see somebody wants daddy's cock inside of her, " he said.

"I want you inside me, " I replied. "Fill me up, baby. But, be gentle."

His cock pushed against my hole and I wondered how much it might hurt. "You've never been fucked before, have you?"

"Only with toys , " I replied as I looked back at him.

He smiled and pushed in. "This is no toy, darling. Just relax. I'm gonna make you feel real good."

As the first few inches slid in, it hurt. It wasn't a pain I wasn't used to with my toys, but he showed such concern as I moaned. "Are you okay, Donna? Let me know."

"Mm, I'm fine. Keep going, baby."

"God you are so tight, " he said as he pushed in a few inches more.

"You'll just have to stretch me, " I said through the tolerable pain.

"Fuck, Donna, I forgot the condom, " he said as he stopped pushing.

I pushed back against him. "Just fuck me, Paul. I trust you."

He pushed in further. I don't know if he got all the way inside of me, but I know how full I felt. I looked back at him and was met by him leaning in for a kiss. Being penetrated by a man as he kisses you. Is there anything better? My whole life was leading up to this moment.

He began slowly thrusting in and out as I got more comfortable and the pain gave way to pleasure. There's that moment when you start feeling a distinct pleasure that you can't get from touching your clitty. I have always loved that moment with my toys, but it was even better with a real man.

I didn't just sit there taking his cock. I pushed back and met his thrusts. I wanted him to know how much I was loving this. I was more that just a place for him to put his cock. I wasn't just giving pleasure with my pussy, I was receiving it as well. His thrusts became quicker and deeper, and I loved it. I was being fucked like a real woman. Fucked like the woman I have become. I no longer had any doubts who I was.

"Baby, lay on the bed, " I told him as he pulled out "I want to ride you for a while."

He lay on the bed and I mounted him, taking his cock in much easier this time. I lay down on him and kissed him passionately as he ran his arms around my back in a nice embrace. The two of us had become one in that moment, and his cock was hitting me in a nice spot as my clittly dribbled.

I began riding him up and down as my half hard clitty bounced up and down. There was always something so sexy about watching the t-girl porn stars in the videos as they bounced up and down. For that moment, I felt like a porn star. More than that, I felt like a slut. I had him all the way inside me, and I grinded my ass against him, squeezing him gently inside me.

"Fuck, Donna. Are you sure you've never done this before?"

I smiled and shook my head. "Never. You are the first."

"A guy could get used to this, '" he replied as he pulled me down in another embrace.

Soon, I was on my back with my legs in the air. He had me pinned and was balls deep inside of me. This has always my favorite position to cum with my toys, and I felt that moment approaching. It was immanent, and I resisted the temptation to touch myself. He seemed quite skilled at what he was doing.

"Are you sure you want me to cum inside you Donna, " he asked?

The lyrics from a Rihanna song came to mind just then. "Cum into me, Daddy."

He increased his pace and I started cumming in a slow and steady manner. I could barely keep my eyes open I was in such an orgasmic state. Soon, he thrust in deep and tensed up and unloaded his sperm deep inside me. The feeling was indescribable, but I loved it.

He looked over at the clock and then kissed me. "Shit, I feel like such a jerk, Donna. I gotta get going."

I frowned "Oh. Gotta get back to the wife?" I was mad at myself for letting a married man fuck me, but that wasn't it at all.

"No. I'm single, but I gotta get up for work, " he replied with another kiss before getting up and getting dressed.

I lay on the bed for a moment before getting up and putting on my nightie, panties and a pink robe. "Oh, okay."

I walked with him to his car. "I would like to see you again, Donna, if you want to see me."

"How about Wednesday night for dinner? I'll make spaghetti."

He kissed me and got into his car. "That sounds great. I'll see you then."

His cum was leaking out of me as I watched him drive away. The neighbors may have seen this, but I didn't give a damn. For once in my life, I was truly happy. I never thought a Craigslist ad would go this well. Now I have a boyfriend, and we're already talking about moving in together. I like the idea, but I'm going slow for now.


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Amanda's Compulsion

Amanda's Compulsion

Amanda had a brilliant mind. She had discovered an herbal formula that was now used in pills to help people quit smoking and have better self-control on things like dieting and internet use. She worked closely with her boss Steve on these formulas, and they made a fortune together. She now worked directly under him as Vice President of the company.

Amanda was also in love with Steve. It seemed to happen almost overnight. They worked together for about ten years. Of course, she started as Andy, a skinny and shy man who was fresh out of college. He didn't really have manly traits. He was soft spoken. He had long brown hair that he kept in a ponytail.

The company had a dress code and rules for how long the men could have their hair, but Steve waved those rules for Andy. Why not? Andy was gonna make the company a bundle with his ideas on chemical compositions and herbal studies. Others in the company were immediately jealous of Andy, but it was hard to hate him too much for his pleasant attitude.

It was Gina who personally recruited Andy. At one time, she and Steve had been dating and she was there when he started the company. She handled the PR and she took an immediate liking to Andy. Within a few months of him joining the company, he moved in with her and they became lovers.

Gina actually proposed to him when he made the big breakthrough on the pills. They effected the mind at a subconscious level, and with some hypnotic suggestions, people were able to quit smoking. Andy was immediately promoted and given the office next to Steve's. At this rate, he might become a partner. Steve did not want to let Andy go, and there were companies making him offers.

Gina tried to get him to jump ship with her to a new start up with a big bankroll, but that's when the changes started happening. Andy broke it off with her and said that he was really a woman trapped in a man's body. Not surprisingly, Steve stood by Andy as he became Amanda. No expense was too much for her transition. She had anything she needed.

Amanda had the best hormones, breast augmentation, facial surgery, but no bottom surgery yet. Steve liked Amanda's little clitty bouncing up and down in the air as she rode his cock, and she rode it a lot. Amanda fell head over heels in love with Steve.

Amanda got on the elevator and was greeted by Gina. "So, is this your last day, Gina?"

She glanced over at the perky little sissy. "Why don't you ask your boyfriend?"

"Gina, why do you hate me so much? I told you I'm sorry. Do you think this was easy for me?"

Gina hit the button to stop the elevator. "Andy... Amanda, don't you think it's odd that you suddenly wanted to be a woman and that you love Steve, while you were working on those pills..."

"Stop it Gina, " Amanda protested. "You're just jealous because he loves me and not you anymore. He told me about how you two used to be together."

Gina started to cry. "You think that's what it's all about? I don't give a damn about Steve. We started this company together, but that's it. We used some of my family's money to do it too. Did he tell you that?"

Amanda took her hand. "Gina, I care about you, and it breaks my heart to see you so upset. It doesn't have to be like this..."

"Yes, it does Andy, " she replied before catching her mistake. "Amanda. Look, you know how I feel about you. You're being manipulated, and it's sick what he's done to you. He's sick. The twisted fuck has a thing for shemales, and I hate what he's done to..."

"Stop it! I am not a shemale, " Amanda protested. "Don't call me that. I'm a woman. I'm finally living my life as I've always wanted it. Why can't you be happy for me?"

Gina hit the button to get the elevator to move again. The tall auburn-haired beauty had enough. "Tell me one thing, Amanda. How long have you wanted to be a woman? Really. How long?"

Amanda's face had a strained look on it. "I don't know. As long as I can remember, " she smiled. "And Steve was there for me from the start. Did you know he even took me shopping for clothes and bought lingerie for me and then he..."

Gina put her hand up in the air. "Stop right there. TMI. I don't want to hear about it."

Amanda giggled. "But he's really well-endowed and..."

The elevator door opened and there stood Steve in his black suit with his slightly graying beard and that smile. Amanda practically jumped into his arms as he entered the elevator. "Baby, I missed you so much, " she said as she kissed him.

He laughed. "Sweetie, you just saw me this morning."

Amanda could feel Steve's cock pressed up against her as she wore her tight blue dress. Gina rolled her eyes as she exited the elevator to her office. "One day you'll be sorry, " she said.

As the door shut, Steve hit the button to go to his private floor. Amanda was already down on her knees and had Steve's pants down with his eight-inch cock in her mouth. "You like daddy's cock, don't you honey?"

"I need daddy's cock, " she replied as she licked his shaft up and down, kissing it with her red lipstick painted lips.

"Of course, you do, " he replied. The door opened and he helped her to her feet as he led her to his desk. "I'm gonna give you every inch of it too."

Amanda lay on her back on the desk, and Steve removed her silky baby blue panties and kissed her clitty. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world, baby. You and I are gonna do great things together."

She grinned at him. "Shut up and fuck me, daddy. I need you inside me."

He smiled at her. "If you insist." He didn't even have to take his time with her anymore He jammed his cock deep inside her willing pussy hole as she let out a moan of satisfaction. "Who's my bitch?"

"I'm your bitch baby, " she replied as he pushed it in deep. "I'm your dirty little whore."

He grabbed her clitty tightly as he continued fucking her hard. "I want you to cum for me. Show me how much you love daddy's cock."

The look on her face told the story. Her eyes were glazed over and they rolled in the back of her head as she was filled with an intense pleasure. "Fill me up, daddy. Please."

He grinned. “Not until you cum for me. I want to know how good my cock makes that tight pussy feel. Cum for me."

He held her clitty without stroking it. "Stroke it, baby. Please."

He continued to massage her sweet spot with his hard love shaft. "Nope. I have the control here, not you. Cum for me, you little slut. Everybody thinks you're so sweet, such a good girl, but you're just a little slave to my cock, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm your slave, " she replied, not even thinking at this point. "I'll do what you say, daddy."

"Then cum for me. Right now, you little bitch. My dick is in you ass, and you love it, don't you."

"Oh God, " she said as she started cumming in his hand. He licked his fingers. "You taste so sweet, Amanda."

"Fill me up, daddy, " she begged.

He tensed up and pushed in, firing his first wave inside her sissy hole. "Right there, baby. Take it all."

She felt the warmth of his cum pushing inside of her, and it made her feel content. She had never wanted anything in her life more than to be fucked by Steve, whenever he wanted. She wanted to look pretty for him and to please him in any way possible.

He leaned down and kissed her. "You're mine completely now, Amanda. You can't help it. You and I are gonna run this industry."

"Does that mean I can have that red BMW I wanted, " she asked as she kissed him?

"We'll see, " he replied.

"But sweetie, it goes with my two favorite dresses and I..."

He put his pants back on. "It's already been bought, Amanda. Now, compose yourself. We have work to do." He reached into his desk and grabbed a pink butt plug. "Here you go, baby. So, you don't mess up your dress."

She giggled "So I don't let any leak out. I want it all inside me."

He laughed. "You're such a little slut."

"I'm your little slut, " she replied with a wink.

He slapped her ass. "Don't you forget it, baby. I'll have more for you later, but we have a meeting with Jake and his crew on the fifth floor. They have a development on our little anxiety pill that I think could be huge."

She reapplied her red lipstick and lip gloss with her compact mirror. "Did they follow my instructions?"

"To the letter. They say the results are premising."

She pursed her lips and admired the way they shined in the mirror. "I can't believe they were effecting people's minds to the point that they could be instructed to do things against their will. I mean... There's no way anybody could do that to me."

He opened the elevator door and smiled at her. "Of course not, dear, you're much too smart for that."