When Michael stepped inside and closed the door, he gave Kathy the same kind of kiss as his wife had. He was quite an imposing man; short cropped blonde hair, very piercing pale blue eyes, a little over six feet tall and built sturdily, weighing somewhere around two hundred pounds. My heart skipped a beat when I took in the complete picture. Now I wondered how Kathy would convince the woman to get naked while her husband was right there.

Donna gave me a hug and a nice kiss and then her husband followed her with a very strong hug and a lingering kiss. Id never been this close to a man much less been kissed by one, but it felt nice and left me wanting more.

We sat in the living and enjoyed some small talk. I couldn't help myself from looking at Michael as often as I could without just staring at him. When he caught me looking at him, he smiled and that made me blush and smile at the same time. After that, I still couldn't stop looking at him in a way that only a curious woman will do.

“Brenda, please turn on some music for us. That mix CD will do just fine and pump it up enough so we've got a good beat. I feel like dancing.”

“Of course,” I said and moved to turn on the music.

When I turned back to the group, I nearly bumped into Michael and Kathy dancing and gyrating on the floor. From the way Kathy's boobs bounced, it was plain to see that she wasn't wearing a bra and was more than happy to show Michael she wasn't. I sat and watched the duo dance and then saw Donna get up and join them. Her titties were plenty big enough to bounce quite nicely, but instead of facing her husband she was facing Kathy and it also seemed that they were dancing together by the way the moved against each other.

Since I didn't want to become the wallflower, I joined in the fun dancing like Kathy had taught me, being suggestive in my mannerisms, if not blatant. But I didn't care how suggestive I was being, I was fantasizing about actually dancing with a man, a man who'd already kissed me. And when Michael turned his attention towards me, and not Kathy, I was overjoyed. We danced to more fast dances before a slow song came on and he actually held me close instead of sitting down, which I thought he might do.

I followed his lead as perfectly as Kathy had taught me and then I felt his hand on my ass. I almost jumped out of my skin but after a few seconds, I decided it felt pretty good. Moving closer to him, practically hugging him, I actually rubbed my boobs against him the way I remembered a girl doing with me back in high school, and that really felt nice.

“Looks like they're really enjoying the dance,” he whispered in my ear.

Glancing at them I could see Donna's arms around Kathy's neck and they were kissing passionately while grinding their pelvis' together. Then I saw Kathy's hand make it's way to Donna's ass and then slide under her skirt.

I was so wrapped up watching my wife seducing Donna that I almost didn't notice Michael's hand was kneading my ass, and very well I might add. My hands went around his neck and I pulled him down to me for a much needed kiss. By now he had both of his hands on my ass and I was pressing hard against his groin. I could feel him becoming aroused and wondered if I had done it or if he had also been watching the women. All too soon, the song ended and the four of us retreated to the sofa. To keep it from becoming overcrowded, Michael pulled me onto his lap while Donna sat with Kathy's arm around her bare shoulders.

“You're a very hot lady, Brenda,” he breathed into my ear.

“Thanks,” I smiled and squirmed on his lap, feeling his cock getting harder. It didn't take a genius to know his cock was quite a bit bigger than my own and I found myself glad of that fact. From the way things were going, I had already figured out that I was supposed to keep Michael entertained while Kathy and Donna explored their lesbian tendencies. What I hadn't counted on was my own feminine feelings coming forward with so much power.

“Hey Donna, how about showing me that dance you promised?” Kathy asked.

“Love to,” she smiled and climbed off the couch.

Soon Donna was gyrating to the heavy beat of the music, bumping and grinding, pushing her hips in Kathy's direction.

“Damn, she's good,” I exclaimed to Michael.

“Don't I know it. And you should see her in bed. I mean, nothing is off limits. I've yet to find anything she doesn't enjoy. Hell, last weekend she took on all comers at the adult theater and then sucked me off in front of them while cum was running down her legs. That's one hot little sexpot,” he laughed and then placed his hand on my breast.

When I didn't push his hand away I felt his cock grow even harder.

Then, much to my shock, Donna's dress fell to her feet and she was completely nude except for her shoes; even her pussy was totally exposed with not one single hair on it. She continued dancing in a very lewd manner, using her fingers to summon Kathy onto the dance floor with her. Kathy joined her and the two danced together for several minutes before Donna unzipped Kathy's dress and pulled it down her shapely legs. Now Kathy was naked except for her heels and hose. Donna danced to her and took a nipple into her mouth while Kathy played with her jiggling ass.

I'd never given any thought to my wife being nude in front of a man while making out with his wife, who was also naked, but it was a very arousing sight.

Michael slipped his hand into my dress and started teasing a nipple until it ached. He kissed me and slowly pulled down the stretchable dress until my breasts were in plain view. His mouth moved to a breast and he suckled it gently. That sensation practically drove me up the wall and I moaned softly while his lips were on me. When another slow song played we moved to the dance area and my dress was left in a heap beside the couch.

As we danced I opened his shirt and kissed his chest, an act I never thought I would have done. But here I was, dancing with a man while wearing heels, hose and a thong panty, being seduced so easily and, more importantly, very willingly. Soon enough, I had pushed his shirt over his broad shoulders and tossed it away. This is what, I decided, Kathy had in mind all along - getting me so hot and horny that I'd willing take a man to bed. And that would be why she had told them both about my actual sex.

I took Michael's hand and led him down the hallway to the spare bedroom, passing my own along the way. A quick peek inside and I could see that Kathy and Donna were quite busy and had little interest in what I was doing. Once we were inside the bedroom I sat on the edge of the bed and frantically worked to get Michael completely naked. What I saw when his pants were off really gave me a start. His beautiful cock, which wasn't fully hard, was just as big, if not bigger, than Kathy's strap on dildo.

I leaned forward and kissed the head, feeling more power that I ever had with the fake cocks Kathy had used on me. As I worked on his cock I could feel it growing bigger and harder. I wasn't sure if I wanted to give him a blow job or offer him my ass pussy. Either way, I was a happy camper, so I kept on sucking his magnificent dick.

“Mmm, you're good,” Michael said after several minutes. “Come on, let's get more comfortable.” He pulled me to my feet and stripped off my thong, exposing my small, limp cock.

“You know, I just hate having to push those things out of my way,” he said with a chuckle.

“It's all gone now,” I replied and then pulled him into the bed, snuggled against him and his rock hard cock, got a deep kiss, and went back to sucking him. I enjoyed the feel of his powerful cock sliding over my lips, knowing that I was giving him pleasure with only my mouth. Even though his was the first cock I'd ever toughed, I loved sucking him and knew this was where I was meant to be, servicing a real man.

Michael pulled me from his cock and, rolling me on my back, slid between my legs, spreading them with his knees to accommodate himself. Reaching across the bed, I grabbed a bottle of lubricant and quickly smeared it on him as well as on my pussy while he sucked on my titties. When I was finished he got into position and began creeping forward until the head of his monstrous dick was against my puckered little hole.

As gently as he could, Michael began pressing into me, slowly but steadily opening the outer ring. It didn't hurt as much as Kathy's dildo had but there was still some amount of being stretched wide while he entered me. Suddenly, I opened up and he sank all the way inside. I think he could have pushed a car inside me and I wouldn't have felt so opened up. It felt as though his cock was even bigger than it had looked, but I felt so complete now, as if I was born to be used in this manner.

“Damn, you're so fucking tight,” he gasped once he was completely inside, his ball laying against me.

“Oh, baby, you're so big!” I gasped. “Fuck me good!”

He smiled and began moving, slowly pulling back and then pushing back inside. Quite steadily, he began building a little more speed and then his thrusts grew stronger until the only sound in that could be heard was my whimpering.

Without realizing what I had done, I found my legs had lifted up on both sides of him, my ankles had locked behind his back at some point and I was riding a wild bull. He kissed my lips and neck and then moved down to suck and nibble my erect nipples.

“Ooohhh baby, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” I whimpered over and over as his big dick slid in and out of my tight little hole. “You're so big! It feels so good! Fuck me, baby, please fuck me!”

Kathy had never taken me missionary style but now I could see why women love this position. I felt so open and submissive, yet so in control. It had never dawned on me just how submissive a woman must feel to spread her legs and allow a man to put his penis inside her and now I was feeling it first hand and I loved it.

Michael was now fucking me hard, his big cock flying in and out of my tiny hole while his heavy balls slapped against me. I was his fuck toy, giving myself willingly to him and his wondrous cock.

“I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!” I heard myself squealing and then a huge amount of my sperm flowed out of my dick and onto my belly. Even while my cock was spilling my load could feel another even more powerful orgasm building deep inside me, like a ball of fire deep in my belly.

He slowed for just an instant before scooping some of my seed onto his fingers and feeding it to me. Eagerly, greedily, I licked and sucked his finger again and again until my puddle of cum was just a distant, tasty, memory. Then he resumed pounding my greedy pussy while my next orgasm built to even more powerful proportions.

“Oh fuck me, baby. It feels so good! Give me your cream! Oh my goodness, I'm gonna cum again.” I squealed while a different orgasm began washing over me. Wave after wave of pure pleasure crashed throughout my body, causing me to shake immensely and grind myself onto him.

“Oh fuck, Brenda! Oh shit. Here it comes! Here it comes,” he grunted.

“Yyyesss! Yyyesss! Cum in me! I need you to cum in my pussy!” I screamed, my entire body was now totally involved. Kathy's dildo had never made me feel like this and at that moment I felt as if I were a real woman. His cum began boiling into me and my entire body stiffened, pushing up and against Michael, holding his cock deep in my ass pussy. Then I began to spasm like nothing before. I was cumming so hard I couldn't see and my man was filling me full of his seed. I kissed him with more passion than ever, even more than when I had fucked Kathy. My mind was swimming, the room was spinning. I felt drunk with so much pleasure. A man had used me and he'd enjoyed it. I had cum three times on his cock, once with my dick and twice with my entire being.

Twenty minutes after the monumental fucking, I had finally returned to earth, he had pulled out of me and we were laying in the spoon position. I could feel his cum oozing out of my very well fucked hole and just knowing what it was excited me quite a bit.

“You're so fucking hot, Brenda. I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life.”

“I'm glad you enjoyed me,” I giggled. “Are you thirsty?”

“Sure,” he smiled.

“Let's go find something,” I said and we climbed out of the bed. My stockings had slipped down my legs so I took a minute to take them off. I was about to put on my heels but he stopped me.

“Leave them off. You look sexy without them.”

So now I was completely naked, but then, so was he. I lead him toward the kitchen and we stopped along the way for a peek at Donna and Kathy. The two women were laying close together, cuddling in the afterglow of their encounter. Michael and I stopped for a snack and he cupped my butt in his strong hands. Easily, I fell into his embrace and we kissed, his tongue quickly gaining dominance over mine. I had to stand on my tip toes and he still had to bend down to kiss me. When we broke the embrace, I leaned down and kissed his cock, which was still very limp.

Once we were finally in the kitchen I fixed us both a drink - whiskey sour for him and a screwdriver for me. Moving back to the living room, he pulled me onto his lap and we chatted for a while, slowly sipping the strong drinks.

“Michael,” I started, “you're the very first man I've ever been with and I want to thank you for being so gentle, yet forceful, in teaching me. I can never thank you enough.”

“Oh, I'm sure we can think of something.”

“Name it,” I replied quickly.

“Well, you started something and I interrupted you. How would you like to finish it?”

“I'd love to,” I grinned. Placing my glass on the end table I slid down his lap and knelt between his open knees, kissing the head of his dick and smiling when it began to respond.

“Suck my cock, Brenda. Take it all because I want to paint your tonsils and fill your belly with my cum,” Michael laughed and got comfortable.

When I took him into my mouth I could taste the mixture of his cum, my pussy, and even some of the lubricant. I wrapped my right hand around the base of his cock and went to work, wanting to taste a full load of his sperm before I finished. Even though I'd given Kathy hundreds of blow jobs, I was still in unknown territory when it came to giving a real man a blow job. But I was determined to make him cum and I preferred him to dump his load in my mouth.

Doing my best, I gradually made my way as far down his length as I could without gagging and then backed off and tried again. Over and over, I moved up and down his cock, my hand also working his as well. I stopped and kissed all around the head of his cock and then tried again. This time, I somehow managed to get my nose into his short pubic hair and I knew I had all of his big dick in my mouth. Now my head could bob up and down and my hand could jack him. Up and down, lick and kiss, I was totally lost in sucking his hard dick.

“Almost there,” Michael grunted, his hands on the back of my hand, guiding me down his thick shaft.

I have no idea how much time had passed but my jaws were really getting tired. Then I felt him stiffen and then jerk, bucking into my mouth. I waited for my reward, expecting to have to swallow his spunk after I got a taste of it. The next thing I was aware of was the hot stream of cum blasting against the back of my throat and immediately sliding down to my belly. Another powerful blast of sperm shot into my mouth, coating my tongue and teeth and then another and another. I swallowed and tasted and then swallowed again. There was a slight difference in the taste of my cum and his, but his was stronger and much thicker.

I had just finished swallowing his thick load when I heard Kathy's voice behind me, “Very nicely done, baby. I knew you could do it.”

Blushing fiercely, I looked at her and asked, “Did you doubt me? I mean, I've been giving you blow jobs for a while.”

“But this is different. That was a real man's cock you just sucked, and you did it like a pro. I'm proud of you.”

“Then thanks,” I laughed and stood.

“Yep, Brenda, you're one hell of a cocksucker,” Michael said and put his arm around me when I sat beside him.

“Why thank you, kind sir,” I replied quickly.

After everyone had another tour around the finger food there was a change of partners and Michael went with Kathy to her bedroom leaving me and Donna together. My cock was spent and I don't think I could have gotten hard enough to penetrate her under any circumstance and I told her as much.

“That's okay, sissy, I'll be doing the fucking,” she replied sweetly. “Like Kathy said earlier, she told us all about you. You know, all I've ever fucked with my strap on cock is other women, so you'll be my first male, much less my first transvestite..

She produced a strap on rig of her own and the cock looked more like she got it from a horse than any man's dick, not that I was very familiar with men's cocks. I mean, this thing was huge, longer and fatter than Kathy's favorite dildo and very lifelike, right down to the veins and balls. The balls weren't just molded rubber at the base of it, they actually hung down and swung like a man's.

“Get on your hands and knees, bitch, I'm gonna fuck the hell out of you right here in the living room.”

And that's exactly what she did. Once I was in position, Donna was behind me ramming the gigantic dildo up my ass pussy. It hurt like the devil at first, causing me to whimper and nearly bringing me to tears but once the big head was inside me it began feeling pretty good even if there was no way to compare how it felt when compared to a real cock. Donna wasted no time setting up a steady rhythm and I found quickly that this was something she knew how to do, and do very well.

“Mmm, yyyesss! Yyyesss! Fuck my pussy!” I began saying over and over. Sex had never been as good as it seemed now that I was on the receiving end.

I've always loved sex but I was always a one shot and done kind of guy. I mean, I would fuck Kathy hard and furious, blow my load in a few very short minutes, and then roll off her and go to sleep quickly afterward. Tonight was different; I'd been fucked by a man and filled with his cum, had experienced an ejaculation of my own and then had experienced the most wonderful non ejaculation orgasm ever. After that I had sucked a man's cock and savored his wonderful cum in my mouth. Now I was being fucked by a woman wearing a bigger dildo than any my wife had ever used on me and it felt wonderful even though I was pretty sure I couldn't have another ejaculation.

I'm not sure how long Donna fucked me but I heard the big clock chime the quarter hour and the half hour before I felt Donna stiffen and crazily fuck me so hard and fast that I almost fell to the floor from the force. Strangely I could feel that big ball of fire building deep inside me and new I would have another tremendous orgasm with no ejaculation.

Donna kept on fucking me right through another of her orgasms and well beyond my own. Still she fucked me driving both of us to a thundering crescendo where we actually came together. It felt glorious when that happened, both of us shaking and shivering so violently with her balls slapping hard against me. Then I was really shocked when her cock began spewing thick artificial cum so deep in my bowels and that triggered another orgasm but I don't know if she joined me in that one or not.

Donna flipped a buckle and slipped out of her strap on rig, leaving me impaled on it before saying, “Roll over, bitch!”

I did as she said and now the dildo was held in my ass pussy by my own weight. Laying on my back, I looked up and watched as Donna squatted down onto my face. I didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what she wanted me to do. As soon as she was settled, I began eating her pussy which tasted a little tangier than Kathy's but in a good way. Using my tongue on her pussy, I worked as hard and fast as I could, driving my tongue into her and then using it on her clit.

“That's it, sissy, eat my pussy! Eat my pussy while my husband is fucking your wife! After him she'll never want your little cock inside her, so get used to that fact. You're more woman than man now, so appreciate the fact that she arranged to get you fucked. Your little dick is practically worthless except maybe as a clit. Just be thankful you have a good tongue to use on her after she fucks another stud.”

Her words stung a little but I knew she was right. Since I was no longer a real man and Kathy had the same needs as any other woman and I couldn't take care of her, I knew she'd have to find cock somewhere else. She'd be taking on other lovers from now on and I'd just have to deal with it as best I could or leave. I didn't want to leave so I'd have to show my love for her in other ways, namely being her fuck toy and using my tongue when I was allowed. But now that I had a taste of being with a real man, I knew I'd be looking for more cocks to suck and fuck. For right now though, I had a hot pussy on my mouth and I wanted to please her as best I could.

“Oh shit, Brenda, you sure know how to eat pussy! Oh yea, fuck me with your tongue! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

As I ate her wet pussy, a thought crossed my mind.

Neither of these women were total lesbians because they enjoyed a hard cock as much as I did, and neither was I totally gay since I was giving head to a woman at this moment, just like Michael wasn't gay because he'd fucked me. So that made us all bi-sexual, which was pretty cool in my book.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Donna shouted and suddenly my mouth was flooded with the sweetest of nectar as she ground herself down on me, shaking and trembling greatly. As she ground her wet pussy down on my mouth, I used my tongue to dive even deeper into her, taking her even higher as both her gyration and mine worked the dildo in and out of me.

Donna finally lifted herself off me and said, “Kathy told me you were pretty good at eating pussy but I had to see it to believe it.”

“Did I pass the test?” I asked, looking up and still seeing nothing but her bare pussy over my head.

“Yea, I've got to admit it, you can eat pussy as good as any woman I've ever been with and better than most men.”

“Cool!” I exclaimed with a broad smile and struggled to sit up, not n easy feat with a monster dildo up your ass. I did somehow manage to get to my feet but I still had the dildo hanging from me.

“Let me get that thing out of you,” Donna said and reached for the fake cock. She pushed it in and then pulled it completely out.

“Oh!” I yelped and grabbed my backside. I felt empty now, more so than just the fact that the dildo was out of me. Almost immediately, I felt her fake cum oozing out of my asshole and wondered how much had been pumped into me.

Donna and I sat on the couch and chatted while waiting for Michael and Kathy to come out of the bedroom. We could hear the sounds of their lovemaking and knew they hadn't just fallen asleep.

“You know, Brenda, you're a very convincing as a woman. I mean you handled Michael like a pro and you get along well in public.”

“Give Kathy a lot of the credit for both of those. She taught me everything I know about dressing, makeup, walking and talking like a woman, even how to handle being fucked by a nice cock,” I replied.

“Yea but if you were built like Michael instead of being so frail and fragile looking, you'd never be able to go out in public. Besides that, and this is something you can't be taught, you wanted to suck Michael's cock and you wanted him to fuck you. I know a couple of crossdresers that look good but don't want anything to do with a man's dick, or at least that's what they say.”

“True, I wanted him to fuck my ass pussy and I loved sucking his cock. But if Kathy hadn't taught me how to do everything I probably would have been to scared to do anything.”

“Nonsense, you like cock as much as any woman I've ever seen. And as a crossdresser or transvestite or whatever, you have to be confident in your ability to look sexy and very willing to go the whole way with a man. According to Michael, your a very hot little piece of ass.”

“You have no idea how much hearing you say that boosts my ego,” I told her, “I mean, I can't get a hard on and even if I could, I don't think my dick is big enough to satisfy a woman.”

Donna smiled, “One of the best lovers I ever knew has a cock only an inch bigger than yours but he had staying power. He could fuck me for an hour or longer before he shot his load. Of course, that's a bitch when you're giving a blow job.”

“Yes, I can just imagine how badly your jaws would ache if you sucked a big cock for over an hour. Hey, while we're waiting, would you like a glass of wine?”

“Thank you, yes,” she smiled.

I hurried to the kitchen and poured each of us a glass of white wine. Returning to her, I sat on the couch where we sipped and chatted until we could hear Michael's unmistakeable sounds when he was pumping his sperm into someone. A few minutes later, both he and Kathy came to join us in the living room. That was when I noticed that her pussy was just as bare as Donna's, something which it wasn't yesterday. I had to wonder when she'd shaved or if Donna or Michael had done it for her - not that it mattered.

“You were right, Kathy, she's a world class pussy eater,” Donna said. “She even made me squirt again.”

“I'm glad you enjoyed her,” Kathy smiled, “and thanks for letting me borrow Michael for a while. It's been a long time since I had a real man in my pussy, even longer since I had one as big as him. But I'm quite confident it won't be as long until I have a few more.” Kathy looked at me and smiled sweetly, “I'm sure you won't mind if I go out and find some cock, will you, Brenda.”

“No, no of course not, at long as I can do the same,” I answered easily. After all, if she could go out and find some strange cock, so could I.

“Of course you can, baby. In fact, we can go hunting together, you know, go to a singles bar and see if we can get picked up,” she grinned. “At least that's the way I used to do it.”

“Well, I could always just go dancing,” I said. “Can you see how a lot of men would react to me once they felt down there.”

“She's got a good point, Kathy,” Michael added.

“Hey, I know,” Donna chimed in, “you can go to a bar that has a tranny night. That way anyone that's there will know up front that any girl could be a tranny. I mean, if they weren't at least interested in trannies then they wouldn't be there in the first place.”

“What do you think, Brenda?” Kathy asked.

“I think it sucks that we have to worry about the type of bar we choose. Hell, I wish I was a girl and didn't have to think about these things,” I added with a chuckle even though my expression was dead serious.

“If you were a girl we probably never would have met,” she replied.

“I hadn't thought about that. Okay, what do you suggest?”

“Let's not rush into it. We can go to a regular bar and act like a couple of lesbians, which will keep most men away except those that think they're so good that they can change our mind with a one night banging. After that, we can go to one with a tranny night. Hell, if all else fails you go to one bar and I'll go to another.”

“Hey, that's it! You two can see who gets picked up first and who gets fucked first. Get picked up and bring them back here for some bedroom fun. Loser gets a spanking, not just a few love taps, but a real over the knee, bare ass spanking.”

“How about it, Brenda?”

“You have me at a great disadvantage, Kathy, I've never tried to pick up a man before but you have some experience at it.”

“True. By all rights I should win that one hands down. How about the loser has to cook dinner the next day?”

“You'll still win but I don't mind cooking dinner.”

“Deal,” she laughed and stuck out her hand to shake on it, “We'll go to each type of club just to check out the waters and then one night we'll each take a cab and then the game is on.”

The next night, Saturday, Kathy and I got all dressed up in heels, stockings, dresses with skirts that were very short and loose and then took a cab to a singles bar. Being the responsible women we were, we took a cab so in case we got a little bit tipsy we wouldn't have to drive home.

At first it was rather dull, maybe because we were together and were being treated like a lesbian couple, or maybe it was too early, but after a couple of drinks we moved out onto the dance floor and really began to show off. Kathy twirled a couple of times and showed off her sheer panties which in turn meant that her pussy was on display. A little bit later, I did the same thing but my panties were solid so I couldn't be seen. However, I was wearing a thong and my ass seen by all. After that we didn't have to buy another drink because men were falling all over themselves for that right.

Much to my surprise, we were approached by two guys who asked to sit with us. I expected Kathy to steer them away but she smiled sweetly and told them to sit. One of them, Aaron, the much more confident of the two, eased in and struck up a conversation while the other, Chuck, was much more shy than the first, sat closer to me and pretended to be interested in the conversation. It wasn't hard to see that Kathy was interested in Aaron and soon enough she was on the dance floor with him.

Now it was up to me to entertain Chuck while they were gone.

“First time here?” I asked for lack of any other opening line.

“Yea. My friend over there said it was time for me to get out and join the real world. I just had a pretty bad break up after three years.”

“I'm so sorry,” I replied earnestly.

“Yea, well, I came home from work early one afternoon and found her in bed with three men. We argued about it for a while and she told me I wasn't man enough for her, that she needed sex every day and several times a day and she enjoyed doing it with lots of guys at the same time or one after the other. She said I should either get used to it and accept it, join the party, or get the hell out. I tried to get used to it, even joined in a couple of times but she wasn't happy with either choice and we argued some more. When I told her I thought I might see another woman, she laughed at me.”

“Bitch!”

“Exactly. When I did bring another woman home one day she hit the ceiling and me and the woman and then through all my stuff out the window. That was a few months ago and things haven't been right since.”

“Poor baby,” I said and patted his hand.

“So I guess you're about ready to run away screaming by now,” he said with a slight grin.

“Of course not. Look, this is my first time also. My circumstances are a little different from yours. However, there are some similarities. I know for a fact that my spouse has been unfaithful and with both men and women. In fact, so have I, and it's okay with both of us to go out looking for more.”

“Really? An open marriage?”

“Something like that.”

“What if you got pregnant?”

“I can't, but I'd like to try,” I smiled.

“And if your husband came in and caught you in bed with another man, he'd probably shoot first and ask questions later,” Chuck replied and giggled. “Most men talk a good story but when it comes down to seeing their wife making love to another man it's an entirely different story.”

“Oh, I don't know about that. You know that girl Aaron is putting the moves on, and she seems to be giving in?”

“Yea. So?”

“That's my wife.”

“Wife? Oh, I see, a same sex couple.”

“It wasn't that way when we got married, but yea, maybe we are. Well, I'm not a woman but I'm pretty close.”

“You're a guy? No way!”

“Well, kind of a guy and kind of a woman. I mean, the boobs are real because I've been taking female hormones and male hormone blockers for a couple of years.”

“You're a, what's the word, a transsexual?”

“Wasn't exactly my idea, but yes. I've got a small dick and balls.”

“I don't believe it. I mean, you're way too damn cute to be a man.”

“If you really want to know, slide your hand under my skirt and see what you find,” I smiled.

Just then Kathy and Aaron returned to the table, both of them worked up from the rigorous dancing. Aaron quickly ordered another round and Kathy thanked him with a kiss on the cheek which kind of slid back across his lips.

Kathy looked at me and announced, “I need to go to the little girl's room. How about you Brenda?”

That was my cue so I excused myself and went with her.

“Look, I know we didn't come here tonight to get laid but he's just so cute and I think it would be fun to fuck him. Do you mind?” Kathy asked me point blank.

“I didn't mind last night when you and Michael were having fun. If you get the chance to feel another real dick in your pussy, then go for it! Besides, I just might get lucky tonight as well.”

After taking care of our business and washing our hands, we touched up our makeup and then returned to the table. Before you could bat an eyelid, Kathy and Aaron were back out dancing.

Chuck looked at me and said, “Before we were interrupted, you said something about me copping a feel to see for myself. Does that offer still stand?”

“On one condition,” I replied, “if you don't like what you find, don't be mad. After all, I did give you fair warning.”

“And if I like what I find?”

“Then the next move is up to you,” I smiled.

“I see,” he smiled.

A few minutes later I felt his hand on my upper leg and offered no resistance. I felt his hand slowly moving toward my secret and still didn't try to make him stop. Another couple of minutes and he was there, his hand against my dick, or clit as Kathy said I should call it. He paused a moment but didn't jerk away from me.

“Are you mad?” I asked.

“Depends,” he answered.

“Depends on what?”

“Are you available?”

“If I wasn't, would I let you feel me?”

“You might. Maybe you wanted to see how I would react. I don't know, maybe you've got a fetish for that.”

“Good point. But the answer is yes, I'm very available.”

“I've never been with a transsexual before.”

“Neither have I,” I smiled.

“Ever been with a man?”

“Yes I have.”

“And you liked it?”

“Loved it.”

“Did you, um, you know, suck his dick or did you, uh, let him suck you or what? I've never done anything like this before.”

“That's supposed to be the girl's line,” I laughed. “But I know what you're saying. I think the answer is, you don't have to reciprocate.”

“I'm sorry, it's just that I don't know if I could, uh, well, you know.”

I let him stutter and stammer for a few more minutes before I said, “All you've got to do is cum in me, baby. In my mouth or my ass pussy. Either one is good. You don't even have to touch my clit if you don't want.”

“I'm not saying that I wouldn't, just that I never have and don't know if I could.”

“Fair enough,” I smiled at him.

“Care to dance, my lady?” Chuck asked after a few minutes.

“Yes, that would be quite nice, kind sir.”

Taking my hand, Chuck led me to the dance floor and we started dancing, which was at least one thing he was very good at doing. I dance around behind him and moved closer, jiggling my titties against his back. Then we got down to it, an awesome display of dirty dancing.

Before the set was over, I felt as though we were already fucking. Then a slow song played and I had no problem pressing against him, feeling his hardening cock prodding against my belly. I was on fire with my lust for him, needing desperately to feel him inside me. As we danced, I felt his hands roaming over me, down to my firm ass, cupping them, pulling me harder against him. I looked up and was immediately met with his lips. My lips parted and his tongue invaded me, dueling with my own for domination. He won very easily.

“I want you, Brenda. I don't care if you have a cock or not. You're so damn hot.”

“And you've got the fire hose to cool me down,” I smiled up at him.

We walked back to the table where Kathy was sitting.

“Where's Aaron?” Chuck asked.

“He had to go pee,” Kathy laughed. “He said he couldn't wait until we got to a room.”

“A room,” I smiled. “Well Chuck and I are about to leave. Um, I guess I'll see you at home later, much later.”

“Maybe, or maybe we'll see you in a little while. I sort of promised him breakfast.”

“Breakfast? How about it Chuck, would you like breakfast? Yes, I can cook pretty good.”

“Yes, she can,” Kathy added.

“I like breakfast and maybe some uh, afternoon delight.”

“That sounds good to me. Maybe you can give me some, uh, afternoon protein?”

“Oh, I think that could be arranged,” he laughed.

“Goody! But right now I believe there's a fire somewhere that only you can put out,” I laughed and picked up my purse, allowing Chuck to take my hand and lead me outside into the cool evening air to hail a cab.

The drive home didn't take too long but by the time we got there my lipstick was very smeared and my tongue was on a first name basis with his. My hands were trembling with excitement as I tried to put the key in the door and unlock it. Chuck came to my rescue and took the key from me.

Once inside the door, we started kissing with much more passion than in the cab. Chuck's hands roamed over my entire body, fanning the flames of my lust. My hands were busy trying to unbutton his shirt and get it out of the way. His hand found the zipper on the back of my dress and he lowered it all the way down. Moments later, it was sliding of my shoulders, on its way to becoming a puddle at my feet.

I pushed his shirt off, and helped him out of it before I began working on his pants. Before I could get his cock free, Chuck picked me up and looked around for an obvious place to go, such as the bedroom.

“Where do we go?” He finally asked.

“To bed?” I giggled.

“But where is it?”

“Take a left and go down the hall to the third door on the right.”

We made it to the bedroom and he set me on the bed, which left my face at cock level and that made me very happy. I worked on his pants, got them open and the zipper down and then down they went, which left him standing in front of me with only a pair of briefs between me and the object of my lust.

When I pulled down his briefs a little, the most wonderful thing happened. His cock sprang out and was so nice and hard. I leaned forward and kissed the tip, amazed by the hard, yet spongy feel of a hard dick against my lips.

“You've go a lovely cock, Chuck,” I moaned and then licked him from one end to the other, top and bottom. Then I opened my painted lips and took the head of his dick into my mouth.

“Ooohhh, Brenda, that feels so fucking good,” he sighed and watched as more and more of his dick disappeared into my greedy mouth.

As for me, I was in hog heaven. Sucking a fat cock is almost as good as getting fucked by one so I didn't care which way he wanted. I was happy to do either one but he had other plans for me rather than a good blow job.

Chuck pushed me off his cock and back onto the bed. He then reached down and pulled my thong until my feet slipped from them.

“Damn, Brenda, you're beautiful,” he said and stepped out of his pants.

Soon we were laying in bed together, kissing passionately while his hands roamed over my nude body, his cock now standing at complete attention. He paid particular attention to my titties, twisting and pinching my nipples until they were standing hard. When he leaned down and sucked on one of them, I grew even hotter, wanting him inside me more than ever.

“Oooo, baby, that feels wonderful,” I gasped.

I heard the front door open and close and then Kathy laughed, “Looks like they barely made it in the door. Mmm,” she moaned and I figured Aaron was giving her the same treatment Chuck had given me.

A few minutes later, I made out Aaron saying, ”Oh yea, baby, suck my fucking cock!”

That's when Chuck rolled me over, and with me lying on the bed, he accepted a tube of lubricant from me, smeared it all over his cock and around my tiny hole, sending his finger into me and opening me. I was preparing myself for his anal assault, willing my asshole to relax and open easily for him.

“Damn, your ass is so fucking sexy! I want you so badly,” he declared and began pushing his cock into me.

Since he was smaller than the dildos Kathy had used on me, not to mention smaller than Michael's cock, Chuck had very little difficulty getting into my ass. Either that or my little hole was becoming more able to relax and take a man's cock. Chuck set a good rhythm, fucking me hard and fast for about ten minutes before slowing down. He wasn't ready to cum yet, but he had gotten pretty close. A few minutes later, he pulled out and flopped beside me, pulling me on top.

Positioning myself over his hard shaft, I slowly lowered myself onto him, loving the way it felt as his cock slowly entered me. Using my knees, I did all the work, pushing myself up and then slamming back onto him.

“Yyyesss! Yyyesss!” I squealed as his hard cock plunged deep into me. “Oooohhhh fuck me, baby! Ooohhh damn, it so good!”

Chuck held my hips and helped me slam down on his cock, deeming to drive deeper and deeper with every stroke. After a while we switched position again, this time in a traditional doggy style which I was quite accustomed to doing.

“Oooo, fuck, I'm getting there, babe. Oh fuck, I wanna cum in your ass! I'm gonna fill you so full!”

“Cum in me! Cum in my ass! Give it to me! Give me your seed!” I squealed as he drove in and out of me. I don't think I actually had an ejaculation but I was cumming so unbelievably damn hard. “I'm cumming! Oh fuck me, I'm cumming!”

He never slowed down when he started cumming. I could feel the heat of his sperm burning deep in my bowels. He kept on cumming and cumming, firing more cum into me than I thought humanly possible.

With one final, very strong push, he fell across my back and collapsed onto the bed, quivering and shaking from the most incredible orgasm I'd ever had. I could feel his cock in my pussy, throbbing as it pumped out the last of his load. After his cock pulled free of me, Chuck rolled me over and we kissed quite passionately before I lay in the crook of his arm and began to drift to sleep.