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lol, I find this extremely hot. Now I want a cock in me lol. 😮😲
hey is there NSFW version of her, without the clothes? That ass is so hypnotizing so I’d like to see nude version of the best mom
I think you meant “enhace”
You literally ruin everything with random dick.
Yea 😂😂
Maybe the actors is gay.did you think about that
Stop justifying traps retard, they’re mega gay
Imagine not being gay
imagine BEING gay
Simple minded people should get off here
I post memes @eeshen13 on Instagram
This comment section has too many children
Which is EXTREMELY frightening to say the least!
That’s the world now I guess
World went to hell long ago!
i’m 12 lmao
Why the fuck are you even here?
Cause they can foo
bro im 14
thanos us gay thanos is
4teen year old simp
This is so hot
Hmu on my ig honeyy_flower or heyitsrosey77. 19 bi and ddlg status little.
No you’re not your posts are like a 9 year olds🤣
bitch youre 12 years old
:/
One without the cloak?
18 m bi vers hmu on snap @currentlynuttin
please shad more raven with hairy cunt or whatever raven pussy
Dude that anus is bad possitioned
sakashdasd
el.
Shad deberías hacer un dibujo donde aparezcan dos personas teniendo sexo anal pero el hombre tiene lepra y se le desprende el pene pero siguen igual
Jajajaja ja
lol
Que verga?
Wey eso está muy enfermo
Add my snapchat Roodard_timbr02 im a gay lil faggot who loves it up the ass and dick pics all throught the day do that and ill be your little slut forever hehe
Very nice love me some dick girl. nice one sir
message me on snap:
i have pics of girls i know, hentai, yiff and other stuff. message if interested
im bi :)
Snap?
Im a 18 trap bitch that would love if a daddy sent me dick pics Kik: Daelu4
18 fem m Looking for a Daddy to fuck my gf Kik: Daelu4
Hey girl i can be your daddy what is your insta
If you’re dominant man or woman hit me up on my Kik jgsub.
I’m real I can prove it however you want.
Sub looking for dick or mistress. Please hit me up
My Kik is J
Me watching this made me feel sad for humanity thank u shadman I’m just 12 lol
Lol
the fuck you here then?
You know Shadman’s for kids…
Shad please have your way with me 🙏😭
The internet is such a wonderful and mysterious place. Thank you for your work, mr Shadman
Hell yeah
Text me on instagram
Nobodyr4
Nice bulge
You have a wet version without the dick girl part?
ho
Dew aussie loli one of Tagan Croft
No one here has morals but that’s illegal
no its not you fucking putrid
sand nigger
You are an intellectual my dear person
I must be one too cuz shemales make me wet and hard at the same time
Anyone else a huge fan of shemales?
yup shemales fuckin rock
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Text me on instagram
Nobodyr4
Hell yeah
Text me on instagram
Nobodyr4
Hell yeah
Love them
Wanna exchange some
Insta..Nobodyr94
Great work as usual, your talent never ceases to amaze me. I draw a little but what you do is art in the most erotic sense. Patiently waiting for your next masterpiece and finally seeing them is like getting an early birthday gift. I especially like your Sissy Boy work. Anyway keep up the amazing work 😍😍😍
ALL IN FAVOR OF SHAD MAKING A KATERINO GANG BANG AFTER SHE CHEATED ON 8 MEN SIMULTANEOUSLY
I
I hardly have any clue who she is but you had me at gangbang
Yep
YES
Not to be a pain shad but i really miss the loli pics man
i miss the loli stuff
go to Pixiv tons of that type of content there
go to Pixiv tons of that content there
Ok pedo
Same anon, but the purpose of shad is to offend whoever is easily offended
sankaku complex has more
We all do.
And shad if u do draw it make the doom guy fuck a big ass and tits devil with shemale dick and straight like it would be so fucking hot!!! (Both version I mean)
https://hdoomguy.newgrounds.com
You can play a DOOM Hentai. thank me later.
Why r u not drawing doom guy fucking sexy devils like the game literally just came out?!?!?!
I am a cock-sucking shit-eater who wishes shad would go back to drawing loli so I can fondly recall all the times I ass-raped my little brother and throat-fucked my baby sister. I only wish my dad had not stopped fucking me every night, but by the time I turned 10 I was too old for him. Thats why I am such a crybaby simp.
i love rimming you especially when Shadman fucks me with his big black Cock its my only desire to be a cock sleeve for them
ill white knight the comment section only for a chance to bear their children
everyone who comes on this site is required to worship Shadman no matter if the content is lewd or not or how long it takes for a picture to be released
…. pretty fucking cancer indeed dumb fuck simp is just that i dont even think he cares about Shadman or this site just begs for attention.
im just nice enough to give it to him some times what a pathetic sad boy that no one likes him what a pitty 8*(
hello
draw the goth girl from homeward
Text me on Kik, I’m a 19 y/o bisexual who loves dick and needs to submit to one. I need someone to show me theirs. I’ll gladly send nudes~ Kik – meltygummy
R u real
Please do a pinup of Amity Blight from the owl house
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“guys im about to starting posting like twice or more weekly guys serious i promise guys like legit freal”
i do believe in santa too
I like how porn was promised a month or more ago
and this is the closest we have gotten.
We need a little brown on that hole Shad
Shad, we need a comments registration system. Please! The copy/paste infant is at it again.
Dumbfuck Simp is Simping as usual -_-
YOU ALSO ASKED SHAD FOR REGISTRATION MONTHS AGO. TROLLING DFE?
key word is months ago i dont give a fuck about this site anymore not since finding Pixiv
the comment section is cancer and DumbFuck Simp is fighting a losing battle and invite more trolls in the comments
btw its hilarious that Dumbfuck thinks there will be a comment registration if there has been one in the 7 years Shadman had this site
i love the artstyle all the same but bothering to comment on this shit hole is pointless when there are numerous of people to fuck up the comment section
hasnt
If it’s pointless then why are you commenting, you hypocritical twerp?
I bet half the trolls including the copy/paste ‘sperg are YOU.
as i said keep Simping Dumbfuck being you are the main cause of of why this comment section is Cancer you keep feeding the trolls
if you seriously think i dont have anything better to do then to have 100 accounts fucking with this comment section then fail as an educator and truly are just a Dumbfuck
btw i am a hypocritical but you are simply just a dumbfuck who think what your doing is helping this comment section
but yeah i agree with you that a comment registration shouldve been in place 2 years ago but its never going to happen
You should all shut the fuck up y’all fucktards
shad doesn’t care about you
Have you made any art of phineas and ferbs mom?
are you my mother
this is going to lead to another comic shad will not finish
0
this is straight trash Peroid
I’m just going to keep counting the days until we get a thicc D.VA drawing.
I wish he will Overwatch Girls are Beauty’s
Hell no I don’t want to see D.Va with a dick on her
At least show her without the dress….
Hell Yeah
I love your work. And the famous characters are really good, but would love to see more of your original characters like the trap boy, or the girl with the akward fantasies.
may you do more raven please and can you do one of her masturbating by herself and squirt
please do more raven shes my favorite and if you can may you plase do her masturbating and squirting by herself
Finally. Some cute pp at last.
muito bom cara kkkkk
just make raven eat her moms ass shad please
Yes like we need some Ass Eating and Face Sitting Action
this isn’t online church
Wait, this isn’t a rickroll
Gotta say, I’m shocked you haven’t gotten to the mom from onward yet, she’s pretty thicc
Maybe Raven and her mother will can revenge on Starfire and Blackfire? Or perhaps her mother will aid Starfire and Blackfire in smothering Raven with her gigantic ass? The possibilities…
I know you complain that you’ve never learnt to draw properly, but from experience I can tell you that you’re better than a lot of professional illustrators. Look at a figure drawing course by Glen Vilppu if you’d like. The point of art is expression. There are no ifs ands or buts about it. A lot of illustrators fall into the routine of rendering purely through technical detail, and the result is stiffness. There are a thousand semirealistic portraits of women, but very few capture gesture or movement. I don’t think you’re a modern da vinci, but don’t beat yourself up over not being a machine that can capture perfect detail. Even photographers use photoshop for that.
Oww my
I really hope we get to see Raven eat her mom’s ass.
I would just like to ask
When would gore make a comeback?
And if not
Then any good recommendations?
shad said last yr he was long past his gore phase
i don’t know where to find gore cuz not my thing
if you like guro I recommend ayaswan
Your porn is in such decadence it makes me sad…you used to be good…
I agree, we downgraded from quality porn to dumb fanart
Your porn is in such decadency it makes me sad…you used to be good…
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I like this girl, really:
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more futa
eh… not that great
Does the fact that I like the robe make me a jihad?
Not at all. I’d tear up some Muslim pussy!
God, please draw some feet
The best artist out I love your work 🥺
@Shadman the second you do furry shit i will kill myself
swear he’s already done furry shit but sure
ach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
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line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
bility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
From SISSY SLAVES TO OUR WIVES, the story of two upper middle class husbands with a deep, dark secret and the wives who plan to teach them a lesson they will never forget…
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Suzi listened to the line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give very good phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and Steve’s. That was where the two wives had planned a little surprise for them, but that’s all they said.
“It’s a surprise. A big one,” was all they said to their men.
After they hung up their calls, Tess began to discuss in detail what she had in mind. They had hours to prepare.
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The two wives sipped margaritas and took their time turning their husbands’ handsome faces into passably feminine yet trampy visages, laying on foundation, eyeliner, shadow, mascara, rouge and lipstick with very heavy hands. They explained every step so that their sissy husbands would be doing this for themselves before long.
Next they led them to the bedroom where two blonde wigs waited on stands and matching black, lacy bras, panties and garter belts lay on the bed along with sheer stockings, and pairs of five-inch leather pumps the two wives had bought for their men at the Hustler store earlier in the day.
Fifteen minutes later, helping their husbands get dressed up for the first time, slightly tipsy Tess turned to Suzi. “Damn, honey, I can’t believe how good they look. Sexy as some of the shemales in those ads. I’m horny as fuck.” She looked at their two transformed husbands, whose cocks were rock hard in their panties. “They are too! Look in the mirror, sluts!”
“Yes,” Suzi agreed. “Look what naughty sissy sluts you are.”
Steve turned to the huge mirror on the sliding closet door with his buddy. Never in his wildest dreams could have he imagined this moment. Just the sight of the two of them was almost enough to make him cum. Suddenly he wanted to go down on his longtime buddy in the worst way.
“Y’know,” Suzi slurred, a little more drunk than her new lesbian lover, “we can’t keep calling them Steve and Ted. They don’t deserve men’s names. Not a couple of sissy sluts like these.”
“Got any ideas?”
“Yeah.” She walked right up to her husband, looked triumphantly. “Forget Steve,” she smirked. “Fuck Steve. Your name is now. . . Stacy. How do you like your new name, Stacy?”
“I love it, Suzi. I —ow!” he cried as his wife slapped him hard.
“Mistress!” she hissed. “Or Mistress Suzi. Got it?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he whimpered.
“Good. Then get down on the knees and suck — hey, lover? What’s your bad girl called?”
“Britnee! He’s always going on and on about her being, quote, ‘a no-talent slut,’ among other things.”
“Very good. Get down on your knees, Stacy, and suck Britnee’s dick. Britnee you better tell him when you get ready to orgasm so we can see you shoot it into his mouth. Both of you nod if you understand.”
Steve, now Stacy, nodded as if in a daze. Part of him was horrified to be in full lingerie and makeup and wig, mostly to be seen this way by his wife, best buddy and wife, and yet he was thrilled beyond belief. He couldn’t believe that he looked far, far sexier than he ever had in his clandestine dress-ups when Suzi had left the house for lengthy periods. It both worried and excited him just how much trouble his wife and his buddy’s wife were going to in giving them excitingly girly makeover.
Even better—I’m being ordered to act out my deepest fantasies. I can do what I’m dying to do and not feel bad about it. I wonder what other fantasies they’re going to make us go through?
He’d fantasized about all of these things. He’d dreamed of dressing up in front of his wife or, better still, being feminized by her. He’d dreamed of being a sissy sex slave, and he’d jacked off so many times to the thought of giving head to Ted as a sissy in his own home. Now nobody could judge him for his desires, so he eagerly took his buddy’s cock in his mouth. Britnee! Mmmm, what a fucking fantasy cum true!
His best buddy was now a sissy slut named Britnee and he was getting to suck him off. Oh, he wanted to get fucked too! He couldn’t help it! He wanted so much! What he wanted most right now was to suck Ted-Britnee’s hard dick and drink his hot spunk!
He thrilled at the soft, hot skin of Britnee’s seven-inch boner in his mouth, the fat purple head sliding over his tongue, and the juicy pre-cum tingling his taste buds. Oh, fuck he could suck this dick or any dick all night long. This is what he was born to do— to be a sissy cocksucker. A dick-hungry sissy slut!
His ears perked up as he felt Britnee’s groaning get louder, his breathing quicken. “Oh, I’m gonna do it, Mistresses!” he heard Britnee say. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Stacy, pull back and open your mouth wide and catch every drop! Britnee starting jacking it off until you cum! Make sure every drop gets in his mouth! Don’t swallow, Stacy. Not until we give you permission to. We want to see what you look like with a mouth full.”
Stacy made sure his eyes were wide open so he could watch his sissy buddy jack off that hot tool, see the—yes! There it was. A thick, white splash blasted from Britnee’s cockhead and right between his lips. The gooey, sticky jet was hot on his lips and tongue. He had to control himself not to swallow it
“Milk it! Every drop, Ted—I mean, Britnee,” Tess husked. “Right in his mouth.”
Soon there was no more. Stacy waited for orders. Hoping to be ordered to swallow it all. Or better yet —
“Britnee, get on your knees face to face with him.”
His buddy did so, post-orgasmic lust glazing his eyes.
“Now,” ordered Suzi, “the two of you kiss deeply, lots of tongue, and share that sperm between your mouths like two lovers and a piece of bubble gum! Really savor your cum!”
Hungrily Steve pressed his lips to Ted’s, Stacy to Britnee, and thrust his tongue in, allowing the thick, sharp cum to flow between their mouths. He half expected his buddy to pull back, but he didn’t. He felt Britnee’s tongue just as eagerly slither together with his and the playfully passed the huge wad of cum between their mouths. He figured that Britnee must still be horny from blowing her load.
“I’d have never believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes,” Stacy heard Tess say. “My husband, the cum eating sissy slut.”
After a while the women ordered them to swallow the cum load, which they both eagerly did. The two of them knelt there on the carpet with jizz-shiny lips, looking up at their wives far gone in a deep French kiss. The wives soon broke their kiss and looked down.
“What do you think they should do next, baby?” Tess asked.
“Your husband still has to do some cocksucking,” Suzi said.
“Plenty of time for that,” Tess replied. “I think first we both need to take their virginity.”
“Didn’t Krystal say she’d already fucked Steve, I mean Stacy, up the ass? And he loved it?”
“True. But now he’s going to lose it to you. And don’t you think it’s time my Britnee knows what it truly feels like to be the girl?”
“Absolutely. Let’s get those dildos out, lover.”
The two women made their husbands lay jackknifed over opposite sides of the bed so that their mouths could reach while their wives deep fucked them with strap-ons. The two sissies were still horny from the blowjob and cum-sharing, and the idea of getting it up the ass from their wives excited them.
Both Stacy’s and Britnee’s eyes glazed over with lust as they saw their wives approach the bed. The women were near-naked, their nipples hard, and they wore only panties and dildo harnesses with ten-inch long, life like latex cocks attached, slippery with lube.
The ladies then coated their fingers with thick, slippery lube. Both sissy husbands felt their wives’ slick fingers pressed against their twitching buttholes. They heard the command to beg for it.
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ng woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
line ring, her stomach in knots at the possibility an escort agency or a sexy-sounding young woman would answer. She was taken aback back the seductive voice that came out of the phone.
“Hello,” the voice purred, “this is Krystal. Would you like to make an appointment?” The voice was feminine but in a much lower register than most women. There was something about it…
“I… uh,” Suzi fumbled. “What sort of business is this?”
“Oh!” Krystal said brightly. “It’s not often I get female clients. Unlike some of the girls, I do not discriminate. To answer your question, I am an incall and outcall escort, and I also do phone sex if you have a major credit card handy. I give verygood phone, Sugar. What else would you like to know about my services?”
Suzi’s mouth worked soundlessly.
“Bashful, are we?” Krystal said gently. “How sweet. Well, I’ll tell you what most of them ask, and save you the embarrassment. I’m a full eight and a half inches, nice and thick down there. It’s circumcised, and it’s very, very functional.”
“You’re a man?”
“Well maybe once, I suppose. I’m a pre-operative transsexual, like the ad says. A shemale, if you like that word.”
“You mean like an advertisement ad?” Suzi puzzled.
Krystal became hesitant. “Sugar, where did you get my number?”
“From my husband’s credit card bill. How… when..?”
“Oh, dear, I’m being indiscreet without meaning to,” Krystal said sheepishly. “I think it’d be best if we stop right there.”
“No! Wait! I have to know. Has he been with you?”
“Discretion is part of what my client are paying for.”
“I’d say that’s already gone.”
“Maybe so. But, Sugar —”
“Suzi.”
“Okay, Suzi. The truth is I really don’t have the time to talk with you. I’m running a business here.”
“I’ll pay you for your time! You do phone sex, right? Talking? Let me get my credit card!”
Krystal sighed. “Have it your way. Ready whenever you are.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Krystal had Suzi gaping in disbelief more than once as she described in shameless, lengthy detail her husband’s many visits over the last year. The pre-op transsexual matter-of-factly told her that in the first five sessions she sucked her husband’s six and a half-inch cock, and got fucked up the ass by him.
In light of last night’s conversation Suzi was amazed when Krystal revealed that starting seven months ago Steve begged her to dress him in sexy lingerie. Once her husband was dressed up he sucked her off and he even took her big cock up his ass, which made him orgasm each time she fucked him.
“Oh, my God!” Suzi moaned.
“Don’t you worry, Suzi. I always wear a condom.”
“And–and he likes this?”
“No, he loves it.”
“Oh, my God!” she moaned even louder.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll stop.”
“No, please. Tell me all of it.”
“Okay,” Krystal said. “After I dressed him up and made him the bottom, I figured we’d be doing that without a lot of variation. Once they get that, they may experiment some but they go back to getting fucked. But four months ago he surprised me when he brought along the other gentleman. It’s been both of them since then.”
“What other gentleman?” Suzi asked, knowing damn well.
Krystal gave a perfect description of Ted, who got head from Krystal while Steve fucked her. Other times she fucked Steve while Ted jacked off watching. Each time Steve dressed up in lingerie. And last time, Ted wore panties and a bra and gave me head.”
And to think they carried on about the transsexual director!
“It gave him a huge boner, too.”
“The other man? He got the boner?”
“They both did, just from putting on the panties. Don’t feel bad. A lot of men react like that.”
Reeling in her mind, Suzi thanked the transsexual woman and hung up, even though Krystal said she still had ten minutes left on her fifty-dollar charge. “Call back anytime for those ten, Sugar.”
Suzi looked around in disbelief. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or scream or do all three. For a moment she contemplated going to the wet bar and getting gloriously drunk, but that wouldn’t solve anything. She phoned Tess, telling her best friend in a shaky voice she needed her right away.
Tess showed up five minutes later, still wearing the shorts and the haltertop she’d been doing housecleaning in. She raised her eyebrows seeing her best gal pal sitting on the living room sofa and downing scotch on the rocks. And when she asked what was wrong, she got an earful over the next two minutes.
“That son of a bitch,” Tess declared when Suzi finished, in tears.
“Which one of them?” Suzi quavered.
“Both of them,” Tess said. Then she saw how distraught her friend was. “Oh, hon, I’m so sorry.”
She took Suzi into her arms and held her as the tears came, hugging her tightly to her and softly stroking her hair. After a minute Suzi’s tears subsided and she began stroking back, making soft kittenish mewls of pleasure.
Suzi pulled back and looked deep into her best friend’s eyes before her lips descended ardently upon hers. Tess happily accepted the kiss but then broke it when Suzi’s tongue pushed into her mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Tess asked. “Remember last time?”
Suzi’s gaze was filled with intense passion. “I’ve wanted you for so long. The only reason I stopped us last time was out of respect for Steve. All that has changed now. Fuck him.”
As Suzi reached for the older woman’s snug terrycloth shorts Tess was pleased she’d not thrown on more clothes in her haste to get here. She lifted her butt and let Suzi slide them off. She wore transparent panties under the shorts. Holding Suzi’s eyes with a loving gaze, she lifted her arms over he heard and sighed as the younger woman pulled off her top, stripping her almost completely.
“Oh, baby,” Tess said. “I’ve dreamed of this for so long!”
Tess had missed the woman to woman sex she’d enjoyed in college ten years earlier, and so many times over the course of their long friendship she had fantasized about this moment with Suzi.
Suzi had seen her friend nearly naked many times, but this was so completely different. She marveled anew at Tess’s long tan legs. Underneath Tess’s diaphanous pink panties, the tiny strip of her pubic patch and plump vaginal lips clung to the fabric. “Oh, God, you’re so perfect,” she breathed. She gingerly traced her friend’s labia, felt that womanly flesh so warm beneath her fingertips.
Suzi nearly swooned as Tess gently caught her hand, guided it under the waistband of those nearly see-thru panties. She eased her finger down the slit of Tess’s vulva, nearly moaning as loudly as her best friend as it entered a pussy sopping wet with excitement.
Several hours and a dozen orgasms between the two of them later, the two new lovers cuddled in the master bed and discussed how things were going to change in their households. Both of them felt taken for granted sometimes, but now they’d been betrayed.
Their men had not only been unfaithful, they’d risked arrest, possible danger and, condoms aside, even possible disease with that prostitute, even if the pre-op TS was as prudent as she sounded. More to the point, who knew how long it had been going on?
“How much of our money have they spent?” Tess angrily asked. “How much have they spent on shemale prostitutes when we have done so much to make homes they can be proud of? I don’t know about you, but I’ve given Ted everything he’s asked for in bed.”
“As have I with Steve,” Suzi said. “But clearly there are some things we just can’t give them.”
“Or that they’ve been too ashamed to ask for,” Tess observed. “But we’re well beyond that now, aren’t we, beautiful?”
“Yes we are.”
“So maybe we should give them what they so obviously want. Only I say we give them more than they bargained for. A lot more. We take charge of them. Could you handle that?”
“Handle what?”
“Given them all their kinks and then some, go beyond their fantasies. I warn you, it could get heavy.”
“Tess, I just found out my husband was getting dressed in drag and getting fucked by a—a shemale, I guess. How much heavier can their fantasies get?”
“We’ll have to look at what Steve keeps on his PC,” Tess said.
“Yes, of course. He’d keep his favorite stuff on there.”
Tess stood. “Lead the way, darling. Let’s find out what Steve’s been jerking off to these days. And don’t worry. I’m here for you.”
Twenty minutes later both women were shaking their heads, though Tess wore a wry smile when she saw some of the stuff Steve had emailed to her husband.
“I’m still game,” Suzi said firmly.
“It one thing to read about it and see photos, I imagine it will be quite another to actually see your husband do it, to participate in it. And there’s one thing that we both need to ask… What if we end up liking it? What if we find out we’re just as kinky as they are?”
Suzi looked to her best friend with eyes brimming with love. “As long as you’re with me, Teresa, I can face anything… I love you.”
“I love you, too, Suzi.”
“Oh, Baby…”
They kissed passionately yet again. When they finished the long kiss, Tess and Suzi both called their husbands at work to tell them to meet them after work in the bar at the restaurant down the street from Suzi and St
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yo you should do coralines mom again
Dude, I can’t really fap to these. Yea. If you like also did a version with a tear in the dress and another one where she fingers her asshole… Than it would do it for me nicely (though I appreciate a dick version). You know, just the dress like this is pretty plain, even though it’s a nice piece and all, you’re great, but there’s a lot more potential with that. Please don’t listen to scat perverts and other haters. If they like scat they should just dump a load on their turd when they’re done on the toilet, not demanding approval of their fucked up fetish on shadbase (since Shad doesn’t draw scat, think he tried it like literally once).
Where’s the scat drawings…
its done been 5 days you lazy piece of shite where is the new picture
A lot of people whining are the same people that cried when Shad considered leaving a few months ago.
Y’all need to chill the fuck out and let the man work.
Post more you fucking faggot.
pwease daddy shaddy I can’t gow much wonger widdout cumming in my tighty wighty pants
you are revolting
no u
you are revolting
Remember when Shad used to post the nastiest, craziest, freakiest shit on the daily? And now we get softcore crap and hes like LoOk At ThE anGles.
For reals.
Remember when your mama used to give you enemas?
Can you do something of ”Parents Trap”
Do something with farting plz
19 m faggot with fat ass
Kik – freepighole
Your kik isn’t showing yp
thought this was gonna be a smurf
Echo from overwatch
literally shut the fuck up
i’M gOiNg To sTaRt pOsTiNg TwIcE a wEeK aGaIn
Hahahahahahah Yeah says that every time
Such an excellent piece of art ❤️ definitely appreciate the BON-US content 😁
Traps section looking dry💀
draw hex girl porn pls
Horny teen wanting to have some fun
KiK: FoxSoClose
All the dudes complaining about dickgirl content are the same disgusting fucks who like the loli content because they wanna fuck children
I like both
Yeesh
All the dudes complaining about the ones liking dickgirls are the sick shits who dream of getting fucked to pieces by a horse.
N
I wanna fuck loli dickgirls with horse cocks
That doesn’t make any fucking sense you braindead, were just not fucking gay dumbass.
What’s your point
We’re just not gay u fucking idiot
i wanna fuck loli dickgirls
gay
We need Billie Eilish!
THIS ABSOLUTELY FUCKING THIS
BILLIE Yes!
YES
Do Valorant next please!
Puta que rrrriko papi
WHen Jlullaby will come back ?
RAVEN’S BOOTY IS/ DARKSEID ISN’T!
Yes sirrrr!!!! Its been 4 Days What is he doing
Anyone want to jerk off to shadbase pics with me, I am 19 and bi. Kik:dudem9488
I need more Shad!!
Where is the adorable Easter bunny and eggs pictures please cutie girl
Text me on Kik, I’m a 19 y/o bisexual who loves dick and craves pussy. I need someone to show me theirs. I’ll gladly send nudes~ Kik – meltygummy
shutup wetard
Go drown yourself with your mother’s period blood
Remove the fucking clothes shad. Start doing wild nasty shit again, step up bro.
patiently waiting for that raven x momcest
Yeah me 2 its been 4days
Why do you always make variants half-assedly? This post is missing the wet female and dry shemale versions.
you should do one about critical role
I don’t know if it’s popular enough to happen but Jester with a fat fucking cock would cause my dick to explode.
Why just why “dickgirl” still
Why tf not
Cuz it sucks
huge portion of his fanbase likes it and I assume Shad does too
its not that Shad might like it or not. Its for mongs like him that get pissed off at it. He makes these for people to get offended at. Amount of times i just wanted big tiddy goth etc, but then got dickgirl pisses me off, but i know hes just doing it to piss others off and then i laugh it off and jack off to other shit. its a win win. I gey a decent wank and a laugh and Shad gets views
If you cant take it, leave, no one asked you to look at it 👌
Lol can’t take you seriously if you use emojis. Especially that one.
I cant take you seriously with your dads cock up your ass
Good thing I’ve never been in that situation
son we both know that’s not true
RIP jl’s “piping piper” :(
https://imgur.com/a/DCH8dbX
https://imgur.com/a/iDXq5I1
I stg shadmans a total faggot
why do you reckon
Sha. Dont make them do each other. They dont deserve that infiltration of their interests. If you have to, just make them get iton with a giant demon or some other thing. Like maybe a horse.
I’m straight but I want a beautiful thicc women with dick cumming in my mouth so badly. The last panel made my dick so hard. Why I’m so in love with women with dicks I don’t know. It’s so wrong but I can’t stop thinking about it.
u r not straight, sorry to break it to you
Just embrace your faggotry you homo, you’ll be happier that way.
Plot twist: you can be bisexual
plot twist: Not with that amount of denial, he’s 100% pure pillowbiter.
this is good but can we get a wet version of her without the dick pleasee??
Yeah. Dicks are for faggots
Yo
Add my snap Mattyboo200216 I’m down for whatever
Wow her ass and balls got me hard, nice work as always
Awooga Awooga
*jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair* Ahem, you look very lovely.
My nigga what
lmaoo
*8n a completely different voice* “Now that’s a dame!”
I ain’t gay. But the thicc chicks with dicks are way better
nither am i but on god. Adds more of something
You’re not straight you idiots
Ah yes high quality are
Oh my god I love jacking off to her phat fucking ass
More sissy porn por favor!
At least there’s no niggers.
Fuck dude ur so good at drawing futa Raven
Can there be a part 2 to Safeword back in June 3, 2018
Can there be a part 2 to safeword back in June 3,2018
Just
Jdddd
Looks like that faggot shit itself in the second pic. Subhuman trash.
Ooh insult us dirty faggot sissies more daddy we love that!
Amazing work shad keep it up
Gayboy
Hey guys, look I know this is a porn site and I definitely know how unruly this comment section can be (and that’s putting it extremely lightly!) but what do you guys think of the Resident Evil 3 remake and do you think they did Nemesis injustice and reduced him to a pathetic excuse of the terrifying nightmare he once was back in 1999?
Yeeess he should have had more time chasing us
From what I’ve seen he seems super badass and terrifying when he just full sprints towards you and how he moves super fast. Although some of his bossfights are the same thing and not really cool or scary, him being that giant hound or whatever that shit was was kinda lame. He was more intimidating as his more “normal” phase.
I definitely agree his first phase is badass but I felt Nemesis suffered the most injustice. They scripted him and limited his potential to being nothing more than a lame side boss that was more annoying than panic-inducing! Personally, I think they should have kept his original second super tyrant form before moving to the “hound” stage and also they should have made his AI a lot more advanced like Mr. X but on steroids and also instead of limiting him to a script they should have made him an ever-present threat throughout the game random and unpredictable to develop that high tension the original brought long ago back in 1999! The RE3 Remake was a let down (but don’t get me wrong still somewhat “enjoyable”) but still a massive letdown from the roll they had with both RE7 and the RE2 remake, it felt rushed and mediocre and made Nemesis into a joke. To summarise it this way they made Mr. X into what Nemesis should have been and made Nemesis into what Mr. X could have been portrayed to be (I think Mr. X is awesome but Nemesis was kinda like the Anakin Skywalker tyrant in the Resident Evil-verse, Nemesis hit the hearts of all gamers like no other tyrant could with his own terror) So much wasted potential! :,(
idk why people keep asking shad to do comics, he can do whatever he wants! if he wants to take 2 week long breaks every two pinup girls he can! he doesn’t even have to draw porn if he doesn’t want to! in fact if he just wants to stream and post memes on twitter instead of drawing art thats fine too!
agreed
Please make Raven with jinx, blackfire or Terra, or just keep up with Raven and Starfire
You can do another comic book, or follow up on Raven and StarFire would be fun
spidergwen and mary jane lesbian plis
Lord Trigon knew what he was doing.
looks like princess leia
Why don’t you post a nude version of the original instead of wasting time drawing a futa one?
because futa chads always win
Hey shad some Elastigirl ass shit
Wish my booty was this phat 😛 so yummy
you wanna have fun mayeb share that ass of yours
Hey shad, any chance you can ever do some group predicament bondage. I see a bunch on Gelbooru but only with some no name characters as the models. Think it would be awesome to have Raven/Starfire and Elastagirl/Violet in some predicaments
I Imagine if Call of Duty and Rainbow 6 Siege did a DLC for Shadman
Make her fuck raven pls :)
spider gwen??????????????? ?
Alright shitheads look. You’re on shadbase. If you hate futa and trap shit so much go find another goddamn artist cuz both shad and everyone who’s been here since the start are fucking sick of your whining.
There’s plenty of R34 artists. This one doesn’t make shit for you fucking normies. Sorry.
Damn bro, why are you so mad.
All the futa lovers here seem to be the normies xd
Alright shithead look. You’re on the internet, anyone can say whatever the hell they want and you can’t do nothing about it, if y’all faggots don’t like people complaining about stuff they don’t like and that to be honest this site would be better without, then fuck outta here. Get a shemale to shove her thing up your anus if you like that shit so much.
Yeah its the internet. People like you have ruined far too many good things here. Shad already stopped doing the shit that made me come to this site anyway.
Like jesus man. You tell me to stop bitching about people bitching lmfao.
“Leave the site because people are trying to change the site”
Lmao ok
Wow both of you are idiots lol
I exchange nudes with women, traps add kik alef567 I will send pictures of my cock
There needs to be some cock involved 😍
More futa raven mom but without robe
Man why can’t the normal one be wet, I don’t want to see no cock and balls.
Cuz he didnt draw it that way. Next question?
He can Draw whatever he Desire so Enjoy his Work or Leave
Just a horny teen who likes to show dick off sweetcream1402
KiK: BadIdol. 16
Bisexual, looking for traps/sissys and girls.
Im down for anything
I have a quite femine asa and monster cock.
Feel free to pm me just please dont be hairy.
Wtf… Nigga you’re underage
bruh