1. The Perfect Woman, Plus (Part II) - Bright Lights,


    Date: 9/18/2017, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: freegre, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is the 2nd part of a 3 parts story.... I arrived home in Los Angeles after my steamy, scorching encounter with a magnificently sexy “shemale” woman named Amber, and found my ex-girlfriend Monica weeping on my doorstep! It turned out the “perfect, buff guy” she’d dumped me for was a d**g-addicted, abusive, macho jerk, which is what I’d thought from the beginning! I was exhausted from the long flight and not really emotionally read to deal with a sobbing girl on my stoop, but what could I do? I let her in and we drank hot tea and talked for a long time. I didn’t make any overtures, but we ended up in bed. After a long, hot session of passionate fucking, Monica rolled over and smiled. “You’ve changed,” she said. “What do you mean?” I asked, staring into her pretty eyes. I felt terribly guilty, both for sl**ping with her when she was vulnerable, and because the whole time my stiff shaft was plunging into her steamy box, I’d been daydream about being ass-fucked by Amber. “You’re a better lover,” she purred, kissing my nose. “I am?” I inquired, both shocked and pleased. “In what way?” “You were so much more attentive,” she said. “You cared more about my orgasm than your own.” “You HAD an orgasm?” I inquired, wide-eyed. One of the reasons Monica had stated for leaving me, other than the muscularity and good looks of her boy-toy was that I didn’t “meet her expectations” in bed. Had that one night with Amber changed me that much? “I sure did,” she cooed, kissing my ...
    sweat-slicked stomach. “A really big, good one! Have you been seeing a sex ther****t or something?” “Uh…something,” I replied. How could I tell her about my transexual tryst? How could I tell anyone, for that matter? What would she think of me if I told her my newfound bedroom skills owed a large part to being butt-hammered by a gorgeous blonde shemale? Monica and I started our relationship again, and saw each other several times during the week. The date for my next trip to New York City approached, and she asked if she could go with me! Now I had a dilemma on my hands. How could I take my girlfriend to New York when I had an assignation with the gorgeous Amber and her powerful pal, Miss Clitty? Picturing the lovely, sculpted curvature of Amber’s tits, thighs, legs and that oh, so creamy ass made me so hard I knew I couldn’t my next meeting with her. But what was I going to do about Monica? If I told her I didn’t want her to come along, she might get suspicious. If I told her the truth, she was libel to kick me in the balls and say she never wanted to see me again! As the day of the flight grew near, I decided honesty was the best policy. I sat her down, poured her a drink, and told her the whole story in gory, delicious detail. I told her about my planned meeting with Amber, and said that I’d understand if she didn’t want to come along, but that I wouldn’t miss that meeting for anything. I expected her to cry. I expected her to scream. I expected her to call me every dirty name every ...
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