1. Carolyn Makes Her Way (Part 1)


    Date: 3/5/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: tvk3983, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    “Spank you? Only if you're agreeable to it. I mean, I don't think I'm ready to take control of you and spank you all the time, no matter how turned on it got me. I think I'd rather pull you over my knee and spank you with my hand.” “That sounds like fun.” “And then let you suck my cock before I fuck the daylights out of you,” he finished. “You know, I think I could submit to you, Mike. Damn, I always thought only freaks could get into bondage and spanking and stuff, but I don't believe we're freaks.” “No, a little kinky maybe, but certainly not freaks,” he said with a grin and took the burgers from the grill. “Okay Mike, now that we've had sex and you've spanked my ass, how will you react when we get back to work?” “I guess that depends on you.” “Me? How so?” “If you show up in a short skirt and all made up, I'm liable to lose control and jump your bones,” he replied with a laugh. “Seriously, though, it'll be business as usual.” “Good. We can pull it off, I know it.” “Of course we can as long as you don't blow it and start sucking on my cock instead of working.” “Hey, Carl doesn't do that sort of thing but Carolyn, on the other hand...” I replied between bites of my burger. That night I was surprised when Mike maneuvered us into a sixty-nine position and began sucking my dick. It had been years since anyone, man or woman, had gone down on me, and he drove me wild enough to spill my seed long before he tried to drown me with his. We slept for a while and then Mike woke me ...
    up for a quickie in the middle of the night. Well, that quickie lasted more than an hour until he unloaded another tremendous amount of sperm deep inside me. Then we were both extremely exhausted and slept until noon the following day. After that weekend we dated exclusively and even spent some time at my place, but it was much more exciting at his. He spanked me at least once a week, sometimes over his knee and sometimes bound to a chair or sawhorse or bent over and holding my ankles or just about any other position imaginable. After having to replace my silicone boobs a couple of times, I finally gave in and started on hormones. Mike always confirmed the fact that it wasn't necessary for me to go all the way and have the final surgery unless I wanted it. He said he kind of liked my little dick. “You know that sooner or later someone at work will notice that my shirts are becoming baggier and baggier and put all the pieces together.” “Yep, but we'll work something out when that time gets here.” “You'll have to support me when they fire my ass or drive me away,” I told him one Saturday night while we lay in bed after sex. I'd been on hormones for nearly a year and my boobs were growing at a steady pace. While they weren't as big as the silicon boobs had been, they were large enough to need a bra for support. There was also the added fact that Mike enjoyed playing with them and making my nipples stand up proud. Of course, sometimes he'd use a pair of nipple clamps on them, ...
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