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A New Chapter
Date: 10/26/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: , Source: LushStories
bounces and heaved in unison with every pump and thrust of his cock…….. I gasped. “Feel like a woman,” he asked again as he seemed to push himself further in me. My breath was heavy. It was quick as in a feminine manner, and having not realized or believed that I could hear myself say, “Yes. Yes. I love it. Not only do you make me feel like a woman, having your cock inside me like that, it makes me want to be one.” As the pearly beads of sweat fell from his forehead onto me, I panted, unable to comprehend that I said that. He shoved and pumped me faster. There was a sudden pause to his thrust. His head fell back, as his eyes closed. He sighed and pushed deep inside me I could feel his cock as it flexed within me. I could feel his cock as it twitched against the walls of my sheath. He lay on top of me as his cock squirted and pumped globs of his seed in me. He grunted as my pussy sheath was coated and filled with his cum. I wished that I could feel his loads of cum splash inside me. In my mind - I could. With every grunt that he made, my pussy received a fresh blast of his this cum. “Holy fuck,” he exclaimed! “What?” “Holy fuck!” “What,” I gasped as he fell a top of me as he pressed his lips against mine, as our tongues twirled within our mouths. He laid on top of me. I could hear his breathing as it slowed. His slowly gratified cock rested inside my prosthetic pussy oozing out the remainder of his cum. I laid there spread open, his weight restricted me from movement. He came ... inside me, I thought and rejoiced. Oh my God! Wow, was all that my brain could scramble in thought. I could not feel but sensed that his big cock softened because the pressure I felt before was not as intense or noticeable. He pulled himself out of me. Hid cock was coated and dripped of his cum. I knew I was full with loads of his cum, and I smiled with glee and triumph that I was taken like a woman. The thought that I had made him cum inside me was a veneration to me being perceived as being a woman. Yes, my pelvis was sore from every thrust of his cock as he pounded inside me, but it was a great feeling of soar and took me to higher plateau of womanly feminine desire that has ever careened through my mind. His now cock fell from my pussy and rested contently against my pussy mound. “Did you enjoy that?” I shook my head, my hair. “Yea,” I said breathlessly. “Do you know what you said,” he panted? “I don’t know. What? What did I say? “You said that not only did you feel like a woman being fucked that I made you feel like wanting to be a woman. Did you mean that?” I paused. Did I say that, I thought? I tried to remember. I couldn’t have. It was an impulsive reaction to the moment. “Did you mean that,” he questioned? “I don’t know? I must have, if I said it. . . . I guess it was the moment.” That was my only defense. Did I mean it? “Sure sounded like you did with all those cute little whimpering sounds you made” “I may have. I probably said it. I don’t know? Why?” “Ever think ...