Date: Fri, 13 Sep 2002 12:13:08 -0400
From: Drew
Subject: CD Delight

The following is an account of a true encounter between consenting adults.
The names and places have been altered to protect the individuals. Any
resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. It is not intended
for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or have
received this document by mistake, please close the document now. If not,
read on and enjoy yourself.


I met Barry originally through an ad in a regional swinger's magazine. He
was an advertising executive from a major southeastern city and, like
myself, had been married for a number of years. We got together about a
dozen times over a three year period at motels both in his city and in my
home town. He was especially attracted to my crossdressing interests, and
always insisted that I meet him dressed up and play the role of Mona with
him, something which I was more than happy to do. I normally went to the
motel first to wait and get ready for our discreet meeting. Following is an
account of one of those meetings.

As usual, I selected one of those cheap, out-of-the-way motels with
short-stay rates. You know the kind - small dark rooms, bedspreads with
cigarette burns, and stale, pine-cleaner smell.  .After checking in to the
room, I undressed and prepared for my lover with eager anticipation. I
shaved my ass and balls smooth and used a lower enema to get squeaky clean
inside. I showered and massaged myself with some body lotion that smelled
very nice and feminine. I then put on my black lingerie outfit - bra,
camisole, short slip, stockings, garter, thong, heels, and wig. I admired
myself in the mirror, thinking that I looked pretty good.  I was trim and
tanned, my legs were long and well shaped, my ass was firm, and my stomach
was flat - not bad for a middle-aged crossdresser.

To pass the time while I waited, I put a hot transexual video in the
portable VCR I brought with me. I love to see beautiful shemales being
totally ravished by well-endowed, hard, virile studs, and I always imagine
myself participating in place of the shemale actors.

In order to be ready (stretched) for Barry, I took my large male dildo,
lubricated it, and gently worked it into my shaved male pussy as I watched
the action on the video. It is at least 8" long and 2" in diameter and
feels really good. I can eventually take it all the way inside until the
ballsack at the end of the dildo is pressed against my asscrack. I am very
anal erotic and always use one or more dildos in my private masturbation
sessions, which can sometimes last several hours. I really had to resist
the temptation to ride the dildo and masturbate while fantasizing over the
sucking and fucking on the TV screen.

My friend finally arrived, and I greeted him at the door with a long,
passionate kiss. I then went over to the bed and began to display my body
to him, playfully caressing myself in an erotic manner. I pulled up my
slip, removed my black thong, and unashamedly revealed my arousal to him,
massaging my hard, 6-inch clit. Barry watched me intently and slowly began
to remove his clothes. As I pleasured myself before him, gradually the
woman in me began to come out and I was gradually transformed into Mona. I
was filled with desire to please him in every way that a woman can satisfy
a man, and then some. I turned over on my knees and elbows and exposed my
smooth, shaved ass to him. I licked my index finger, reached back between
my legs, and began to tease my puckered rosebud. I slipped the end of my
finger past the tight sphincter and into my warm chute, moaning softly. I
slipped it out, then back in, deeper this time. I gazed at Barry as I
fingered myself, showing him exactly what I wanted him to do to me. I
rolled over on my back and spread my legs widely, plunging my finger all
the way inside. I closed my eyes groaned as I massaged my sensitive
prostate G-spot and my hard drooling clit at the same time. When I opened
my eyes, Barry was standing next to the bed with only his briefs on, the
prominent outline of his male hardness was clearly visible on the front. I
pulled my finger out of my pussy and licked it off erotically, then plunged
it back inside as I admired Barry's body.

He was in his late 40's, about 6'-1", medium build, with salt and pepper
hair. His body was firm, not flabby, and he had very little body hair. I
went over to him and traced the outline of the bulge in his briefs with my
fingers, then leaned down and nibbled it gently through the stretched
fabric.  A wet spot appeared at the end of the bulge as I did so.  I
slipped my fingers under the elastic waistband and slipped his briefs down
to his thighs. His rigid cock sprang forth and pointed upward at a 45
degree angle. Clear threads of pre-cum were already oozing out of his
cock-slit and running down his shaft. Barry's cock was just over 7" long
and straight rather than curved (like mine). He was circumcised, and the
flanged head was flared and quite pronounced, looking much like a swollen
pink mushroom. Most of all, he was very hard and long lasting, something
which I appreciated very much.

I looked intently into his eyes as I took his erection in my hand and began
to lick up the bottom side of his veined shaft, pausing to suck on his ball
sack. I moved up and circled the prominent flange with my tongue, then ran
it across and into his drooling cock-slit.  He threw his head back and
gasped as I did so. This was my signal. I sucked his engorged mushroom head
into my mouth and swirled my tongue over and around it caressing his
sensitive flesh. He groaned loudly, and I quickly consumed the entire
shaft. I began to take his rock-hard dick with long, powerful sucking
motions. I am quite good at this, and I can usually bring a guy off in a
few minutes if I don't stop. I took Barry to the verge of orgasm, and kept
him there for some time, pausing as necessary to prevent him from going
past the point of no return.

During one of the pauses I got up and lay on the table on my back with my
head hanging down over the edge. Barry approached and leaned over me and
slipped his cock into my hungry mouth. This way my throat was straight in
line with his cock, and I could take him all the way deep throat style. I
had to resist the gag reflex as his cockhead eased past the back of my
mouth and slid down into my throat. Inch-by-inch I swallowed more of him
until he was all the way in and his ballsack was pressed firmly against my
nose. He knew to move gently, and after a little while, I was able to
accommodate his full length thrusts.  Fortunately, he also knew to pull out
occasionally so I could breathe. As he enjoyed face-fucking me in this way,
he focused intently on my neck so he could watch the lump made by his
cockhead moving up and down my throat. I loved taking him like this and
pleasing him. But, what I really wanted was for him to make love to me like
a woman. That part of me that was Mona desperately wanted to be overpowered
by his strength and animal passion and to feel his wonderful male organ
penetrating my hot, tight mancunt.

I crawled on the bed and got on my back with a pillow under my hips. I
spread my legs wide and lifted them to welcome him to my pleasure
center. He crawled up between my legs and smeared some slippery lubricant
onto his bare dick, then squeezed some inside my puckered hole. He moved
forward until his cockhead was poised right at my willing orifice. Our eyes
locked together as he pushed, sliding the engorged, flanged knob past my
outer ring of muscles. I groaned as my sphincter muscles clamped sown on
his shaft behind the head and he continued to slowly impale me with his
manhood. Just over half way in, his plum-knob encountered my second, inner
ring of muscles which separates my rectum from my lower bowel. The muscles
guarding the last orifice resisted briefly, then yielded to his entry,
causing me to close my eyes and moan with pleasure as I was fully
penetrated. I locked my stocking- covered legs behind him and gave my body
to him completely.

He then began to move, slowly at first, then somewhat faster. I really like
to be fucked in long, slow, deeply penetrating thrusts so that I can savor
the full sensation of my lover's dick moving in and out. Barry knew just
how to move. He especially knew how to angle his movements so that his
dickhead drove into and along my sensitive prostate with each thrust. His
motions sent me into a semi-conscious state of pure sexual ecstasy that
only another man can give. He leaned down and kiss me passionately as he
made love to me, our mouths locked and our tongues dancing together. I
expressed myself in deep groanings of unspeakable erotic pleasure:
"Yesss...pleezzeeee... Barry! Oohhhh ...fuuuuck meeeee!"

His lovemaking soon brought me to my first prostate orgasm, and I cried out
loudly as seminal fluid gushed from my semi-hard dick, forming a puddle on
my heaving stomach and running down my sides.  Barry stopped briefly as my
anal muscles gripped his hard shaft in orgasmic spasms. Sometimes I have
cum twice while being fucked by Barry. He really knew how to make deep,
passionate love to a man-woman, and I was fortunate to have him as my
lover.

When my spasms subsided, he resumed his wonderful hip motions. This went on
for some time, and he would occasionally pause if he was getting too
close. I could tell when he was approaching his own orgasm. He would start
to grunt and his thrusts would quicken. I urged him on, "Ohhhhh
yesssss... Barry, pleeezzzeee cummmm in meeee!" Suddenly, his back bowed
and he thrust into me as deeply as he could go. He groaned loudly as he
exploded inside me, pumping his pent-up load of hot semen deep into my
bowels. I could feel the warmth of his cum and jerking of his cock as it
recoiled from each spurt. I loved it! There is nothing like being fully
consummated with my lover's seed deposited deep inside me. He rolled over
on his back to recover. I rolled with him and stayed impaled on his cock
until it softened and slid out. We cuddled and held each other on the bed
for some time, then got up. He dressed, kissed me goodby, and left.