Once upon a time, when I was quite young, I dreamed of love and marriage with a good girl. Beauty, sweetness, and kindness filled my dreams. It was painful to me because no good girls would love me, but I refused to give up hope until my parents' marriage crashed and burned.

Tremors from the coming earthquake of my parents' disintegrating marriage were already beginning to shake and destroy my dreams, but I tried to ignore them until I couldn't ignore them anymore. My parents got divorced. My dreams were shattered.

From a naive, awkward, skinny kid, I shot up to become a tall, manly, sexually potent "hunk" at 16. My dreams were now of fucking girls and dumping them, not of love. Then, after much masturbation and many fantasies of fucking girls, I first fucked a girl in reality when I was 16.

The girl was a well-known slut named Susie. She said she thought I was a "hunk," and she practically begged me to fuck her. I'd heard she got caught letting a boy fuck her, but that didn't stop her—or me either. She made me put on a condom, and then she let me plunge her vagina from behind, like a male dog fucking a bitch in heat.

I was hooked. I fucked Susie many times, plus many more girls thought I was a hunk and flung themselves at me. I always used a condom and made them get on their hands and knees so I could enter their vaginas—never their butt holes—from behind.

I kept it up when I went to the U. Many more girls let me plunge them from behind. Before the beginning of my senior year, though, I had never been with a shemale.

Then I saw a pretty girl—or someone who looked just like a pretty girl above the waist—in the guys' shower room in the dorm. Her face was lovely, and her breasts were beauties, but she had a cock not a cunt, and it was at least 6 inches long!

I stared at her in fascination as she got under the shower and started to lather herself up. Then she slipped her cock into hiding between her thighs, making herself look totally like a beautiful girl below the waist as well!

I had to meet her, right now. I approached her and said, "Hi, how's it going?"

Her eyes opened wide. "Uh, pretty well, thanks," she said. She had been lathering up her breasts. She dropped her arms to her side, as if embarrassed to let a man see her with her hands on her breasts.

"You're new here, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm a freshman."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Rebecca. What's yours?"

"I'm Mack."

"Hi, Mack, I'm glad to meet you."

"Wow, I'm glad to meet you, too! Uh, you sure brighten up this old shower room, unlike all the boring-looking guys here!"

Rebecca laughed. "Thank you!" she said. "Well, at least you're not a boring-looking guy or a boring-acting one either!"

"I'm glad you think so!" I said. I had an erection. Rebecca glanced down and saw it.

"Oh, dear!" she said. "Uh—did you get that from looking at me?"

"I sure did!" I said. "You're beautiful!"

"Well, I'm glad you think so," Rebecca responded. "I—uh—I've never been this close to—uh—a man with an erection before." I could see that Rebecca was blushing. "In reality, I mean."

"It sounds like you have, in fantasy," I said with a smile, failing to pay much attention, for the moment, to her suggestion that she was a virgin. "Am I right?"

"Well, yes, I admit, you are," Rebecca said. "Uh—many times."

Coming very close to her, I dared to say softly, "Would you like me to come even closer to you?"

I could see that Rebecca was trembling. "Yes," she said. "I admit I was. I was hoping a nice man would want to—to make love with me."

Rebecca opened her arms to receive me. "Please come into me, Mack!" she begged me. "Please make love with me!"

Several other guys were in the shower room and all of them were looking at us, but I didn't care. I embraced Rebecca and pressed my eight-incher into her tight, hot, soapy entryway beneath her girlish delta.

"Ooh, thank you so much!" Rebecca moaned. "That feels so good!"

It felt terrifically good to me, too. Rebecca's backward-turned cock was rubbing fervently against my own cock between Rebecca's thighs. I had never done it with a girl face to face before, and no girl's vagina had ever been as exciting as Rebecca's shemale vagina between her hidden cock and her thighs!

"This is incredible," I told Rebecca. "How did you ever get the idea of doing this?"

"I discovered it years ago," Rebecca said. "I wished I could be a girl doing it with a boy, and so naturally I hid the thing that made me look like a boy!"

I tried to prolong the beautiful experience, feeling my cock and Rebecca's so close together between her close-clenched thighs, but it didn't work too well; I was far too excited. "Rebecca, I can't hold off much longer," I said. "I'm going to come! Are you ready?"

"Yes! Yes! I'm ready!" said Rebecca. "Please! Now!"

I reached beneath Rebecca's plump, womanly butt and gripped the big bulb of her backward-turned cock in my hand. "Oh! Oh, yes!" Rebecca cried, trembling all over. "Yes! Mack, thank you so much!" I felt her semen gushing into my hand beneath her quaking butt, as my own semen flooded her tight, hot shemale vagina.

We embraced each other tightly after the orgasm. "Oh, Mack!" Rebecca softly said. "I can't believe how beautiful this has been! I—I've never made love with a man before, in reality, only in fantasy, until now!"

Now, belatedly, I paid attention. "You mean—you were a virgin?" I blurted out. Why was my heart thrilled to the core when Rebecca said that?

"Yes," Rebecca said. "I—I've given my virginity to you."

I embraced her even more warmly. Somehow, the knowledge that she had been a virgin took me back to the long-ago, vanished days when I had dreamed of love and marriage with a good girl. Was it not too late after all? Might Rebecca be the good girl I had dreamed of, but never found—until now?

"I—uh—I'm really glad you kept your virginity for me," I said. "I used to dream of—of marrying a good girl, a virgin. I know it's way too early to think about—uh—asking you to marry me, but…"

Rebecca smiled. "But it won't always be too early," she said. "Let's see what happens when it isn't."

"Oh, Rebecca!" I cried. "Yes! I can hardly wait!" Still with our loins locked together

under the shower, we kissed long and deeply, as if to seal our hope of lasting love.