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Kisses for Kelly
by Master Jim©

Kelly was different – she liked to be kissed. She liked to feel loved, not just feel fucked. Fucked by whomever, however, which way didn't matter so much, as long as she made the contact. And she liked her cock, her "boy clit." She had always touched herself there when she dressed up, touched herself all over, even when she was younger. She wanted to look sexy and feel desirable, and she wanted to feel hands all over her, touching her, caressing her, letting her know how gorgeous she looked. Her cock would begin to stiffen, and the touch of silk or lace or satin or leather on a sensitive cock would feed the flame and make that cock feel even better and even harder and it would rub on the silk and lace and satin and leather and she could almost feel hands, hands moving over body, over her cock and balls, over her sexy ass, over her thighs, over her shoulders and down to her fingertips. She looked so hot, she thought, as she admired herself in the mirror. I just know men will want to touch me and kiss me and fuck me and kiss me...

Kelly was different from the others, the cross-dressers. They had just wanted to be fucked. Fucked in the mouth, fucked in the ass, fucked in the mouth again..... When Master Jim was finished, they had no desire to be kissed by him. After all, they weren't in love – far from it – they had just been forced, yes, FORCED, into dressing up like a slutty whore and it was all oh so humiliating and he forced me to commit all sorts of awful sex acts, servicing him as if I were a woman! (Please, sir, may I have some more?)

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But Kelly was different – and Master Jim began to understand. Every tiger is tamed in a different way, because every tiger is different.

He would have to get inside her head in order to really get inside her pants. Seducing her with words would only take him so far. Shit, she wasn't looking for a penpal. She needed contact. She needed to feel like she was being felt, not just read or heard or seen.

And so when they got inside her place and closed the door that night, Master Jim hesitated only a moment to look into her eyes, linger for one deep breath, then he reached out and embraced her. He embraced her the way a man embraces a woman, with one arm behind her neck and the other around her waist. Around her waist tight, then moving, drifting east, west, south. And he kissed her. He kissed her softly, then kissed her again a bit longer then again deeper and again and her kissed her with his tongue and then her tongue kissed his and they kissed again. He kissed her the way a man kisses a woman, and she kissed him the way a woman kisses a man, and what the hell she felt like a woman and what the hell he's a man and oh god it feels good to be held and oh god I'm starting to feel horny and oh god I can feel he's getting horny and I'm getting wet and drippy and .....

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She didn't know what to do. The slutty part of her thought about dropping to her knees right then and there and ripping his pants off and attacking his stiffening bone like a famished bitch dog. But another part of her, the woman part or girl part or something, liked this kissing, wanted to kiss some more, more kisses, mmm, another kiss, oh sweetie, kiss me sweetie, oh kisses, oh...A man is holding me, she thought. Her heart was pounding, she thought it would jump out of her beautiful sexy bra and jump right out of her beautiful feminine body. She felt again that feeling that oh wouldn't it be wonderful if I really did have big tits like a woman, nice big sweet titties with nipples that would get huge and hard and jut out of my beautiful sexy bra and jut out of my beautiful feminine body and I could rub my nipples and rub my tits against a man, a man, I could turn him on and he would want to suck my tits and fuck me and suck my nipples and fuck me...Her own cock was stiffening now.

He knew the moment was right. He pushed her down, firmly but gently, pushed her down to the floor. He pulled off his boots and sox and she got his belt and got his pants off real quick, all the while grabbing a kiss here and a rub there. He laid her down on the floor on her back, reached over and grabbed a couple of pillows off the couch. One he tossed by her head, the other he stuffed under her backside, which he deftly lifted. Now to hike up that sexy little skirt. Oh, this was such a fun part! To see this gorgeous slut laying on the floor in front of him in the dim light, legs apart, ready to give it up, ready to take it in the ass for him, beautiful long legs spread apart, with beautiful sexy black stockings and those sexy fuckin' come-fuck-me-pumps that never fail to transform, to create female allure. And now, to get that skirt up over those black thong panties and that black garter belt up to that slender waist and now to pull those panties down and oh yes she's looking right at me with wide eyes saying yes, I like to wear sexy panties and please sir take my sexy panties off and please sir I know I'm just a sissy slut but please sir fuck me anyways please fuck me in the ass and I will fuck you so good and I will let you fuck me in the ass and fuck me in the mouth.... He would grow to love that look.

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And yes, he would fuck her, yes she had a cock and balls but so what, they were kinda sexy looking all shaved and smooth, different, almost feminine, but getting quite firm and balls starting to twitch like mine she knows how it feels and so do I when cock and balls start to feel good and we both know and understand. And yes he grabs her by the ankles and spreads her apart wide and bends her legs forward enough and he can see her darling puckered asshole which he is going to fuck and which is fun to fuck and it feels good and tight like fucking a woman's ass and it is like a woman's all smooth and cute and it is a woman's ass, my woman's, my special woman's.

He reaches into his shirt pocket and whips out a packet of lube, thinking himself a real Boy Scout, "be prepared" and all, but before he can rip it open she scooches up a bit, reaches over to the end table and produces a tube of lube herself and she's grinning and before he knows it she's already reached up the leg of his briefs and is already massaging his cock head and stroking his cock and getting it nice and greasy and nice and hard and oh yeah, baby, you're making me so hard and geez she knows just how stroke it and oh she is fuckin' gonna jack me off right here if I don't stop this now....

Master Jim pulled back and caught his breath. He lowered his briefs enough to whip his cock out over the top of the elastic band, grabbed her ankles again, and took aim.

"Now reach down here and guide it in, Kelly baby. Guide it into your ass for me."

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She reached under herself and spread her ass cheeks apart, like a slut, like a woman taking it in the ass from a man. With her right hand she could just reach his cock, already nestled up against her opening, already brushing against it with ominous intent. Now, now they were going to fuck, now he would penetrate her.

A lunge and in, in, in, in. Oh baby, that was good! He paused to let her rectum adjust to the intruder, and then began to make his midnight creep. Back and forth, back and forth a little, a little more, and deeper , ah yes...

He looked into her eyes. She was loving it, and he was loving it. They rocked back and forth, eyes barely open, open just enough so he could burn her lovely image into his brain, open just enough so she could see the face of the man who was fucking her like a woman, she could see his lust, his eyes, his nose, his moustache, she could hear him breathing heavy, she could feel him press against her, she could feel his weight pinning her down, most of all she could feel his long cock penetrating her ass, she could feel a real man cock in her ass. It had been so long since she had felt that...

He began to rock harder, to grind into her more. It felt sooo good. They fell into a trance-like state of rhythmic rocking, grinding, rocking, grinding. He want to do so much to her. He wanted to fuck her this way, and he wanted to fuck her doggy style, and he wanted to pile drive her, and he wanted to fuck her sexy mouth. And he wanted to fuck her forever and ever, he never wanted to stop fucking her. And she never wanted to stop being fucked, being fucked by him this way and sideways and every way by this man.

But then the inevitable began, more inevitable than death and taxes and mightier than both combined. She could tell, from the feel of his cock swelling even more than it was already, from his breathing, from his pace, from the look on his face, the look of absolute bliss and oblivion and desire and loss of control and ...

"OH! OH! KELLY! OOOHHHH!!"

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He pressed down on her and buried his cock into her body and his face against her neck His mind exploded in colors and images of flesh and hair and eyes and lips and her rectum throbbed and pulsed in unison with his manhood and she began to feel her own orgasm as his orgasm raged inside her and then she felt her balls tingle and she reached down and grabbed her own cock and squeezed and stroked and ...

"OH! OH! JIM! OH, MASTER JIM! OOOHHHH!!"

She felt herself spinning into some vortex of interstellar fuck-pleasure. She was blacking out, with a simultaneous super-nova in her head and a bottle rocket exploding in her ass. She closed her eyes and just held on to him.

Eventually, they woke up. Time to get up, clean up, go back to reality, back to their normal, straight lives. But that was OK, nothing could take away their shared pleasure, their memories, their "true heritage."

She looked up into his eyes and smiled shyly. Then she rolled over and took something off the end table again.

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Nice story

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