The Trans Ultra Collection Vol 1

by Ursula Lovelace

  We would have sex everywhere.

  We would fuck in the shower before mating on the floor like some wild animals.

  We would fuck against the window where everyone could see us.

  We would fuck so loudly that other people in the hotel could hear us.

  I would fuck her mouth before taking her cock into my ass.

  This was my fantasy. I didn’t know why I dreamt up such lustful scenarios. I imagine what I’ve written is quite graphic. However, you must understand the desire I felt. Whether we were having breakfast or going to church, it was always in the back of my mind.

  I suppose this was when the tension grew between us. It never erupted into a fight or a shouting match but it was there. It could be about something mundane like who had to do the dishes.

  I let it fester and grow. I should have told you my true feelings, even if it threatened our marriage. You were more understanding than I deserved. You must have sensed that something was eating away at me. If only you knew what it was and how deep it went.

  I remember when you made me take part in one of your art shows. You helped set them up during your spare time. You said working together on this would help us understand each other better. I wasn’t interested but I did it for your sake.

  Ironically, you have helped start this affair through these art shows. It’s how I met Felicia. However, I can only blame myself for my actions.

  I started to enjoy working at the art gallery in the short amount of free time I had. It was a much welcomed reprieve from my dreadful job. It was too bad we couldn’t coordinate our schedules and work at the same time. Perhaps, it would’ve brought us closer together.

  With time, this strange lust in me faded without ever fully going away. I longed for women with long cocks but I believed I could keep these urges at bay. I believed we were working through our marital issues.

  That was until I met her.

  By now, you’ve found out about my affair with Felicia. I met her through working for your art gallery. For someone who used to be a man, she was quite attractive. However, I didn’t have smallest inclination to have an affair with her or even have a one night stand. I never harbored such thought when I encountered her.

  It started six months ago when we were planning an event for the art gallery. I met Felicia through a mutual friend. She had been involved in hosting and catering events in the area.

  Our relationship was strictly professional at the time. Yet, I found it much easier to be around her than other women. There was this silent connection between us. Somehow, I think she knew I was attracted to women like her.

  Eventually, our relationship became more personal. I learned that Felicia was divorced. Back when she was a man, she had problems with her wife. They divorced and Felicia went under hormone therapy. She began dating but nothing serious had come of it.

  In a way, we both had similar problems. We could lean on each other for support. Nonetheless, I never planned on it getting serious between us.

  At the time, we were going through a rough patch in our marriage. I still fantasized about transgender women. It made our sex life seem mundane in comparison. Please know that I never had an affair to get back at you. I did it because I couldn’t control the desire I felt for Felicia.

  One night, she left behind some of her personal belongings at the gallery. I rushed after her and returned them to her. When I caught up to her, she was grateful and offered to go to a nearby café for a drink. It was an innocent gesture. Felicia never intended to seduce me or break up my marriage.

  Over coffee, we made small talk. The conversation was about our personal lives rather than business. I learned that she was dating but nothing steady had come out of it. I told her that you and I were planning on having a child. I wanted to tell her how I attracted I was to her but I stopped myself. Felicia paid for the coffee and offered me a ride home as a show of thanks.

  That’s when it all changed.

  The moment I entered the car, I felt a burst of pure lust. It was the desire I had kept dammed up in my heart. Suddenly, I wanted Felicia’s body. I wanted to feel her tits. I wanted to feel her cock’s warmth in my hand.

  And I knew the feeling was mutual. For months, there had been this powerful connection between us. I knew she was just as lonely as I was.

  Before I even knew it, I was kissing Felicia. Her lips parted and I tasted the depths of her mouth. She didn’t try to pull away or stop me immediately.

  After a moment, Felicia broke off the kiss. She said we had made a mistake that we needed to end. It couldn’t go on like this.

  I had never been the one to initiate sexual encounters. Now, I pushed on and kept kissing her. Felicia’s reluctant melted away as she gave into my seduction. She seemed utterly spellbound.

  I led her to a nearby hotel and we booked a room.

  The moment we entered it, I kissed Felicia and we fell onto the floor. It was so wild. We stripped each other of our clothing. I felt her breasts press against me. Her growing erection touched mine. It made my sexual encounters with you seem so quaint.

  I know reading these words must be painful. But you must know the truth of how I felt. It’s the only way you can understand why I did this. This had nothing to do with you. It had everything to do with my sexual awakening.

  Felicia and I finally made it onto the bed. We kissed and groped each other madly. She sucked my cock and squeezed my balls. She spoke with such dirty language that my erection grew harder and harder. I wanted her to suck me even harder. I needed her cock inside of me. We were so loud that we could be overheard by the hotel staff. Yet, we just didn’t care.

  The lust I felt for Felicia was so overwhelming. Her saliva dripped down my shaft and onto my thighs. She kissed me from the tip of my cock down to my balls. I never wanted her to stop.

  A part of me was in shock of what I was doing. I had fantasized about sucking a transgender woman’s cock but I never thought the real thing would feel so intense. I had never experienced such extremes of emotions. We were like animals wailing in heat. It was in sharp contrast to the plain sex I had with you.

  I remembered flipping Felicia onto her back and deep throating her shaft. My tongue lapped up the taste of her skin. She returned the favor by cupping my balls. Then, Felicia inserted a finger into my ass. Her sharp nail went so deep that I felt her touch the walls of my ass. It was such a strange sensation.

  Next, she placed her cock where her hand had been. In the next instance, she entered my ass as we both moaned. Inch by inch, she buried her erection to the hilt. I felt her pubic hair brush up against my balls. I was sweating from head to toe as if I was trapped in a sauna.

  I began to gyrate my hips as Felicia bounced over me. My skin rasped against her soft body. For the first time in years, I felt at peace.

  There was so much heat and friction between us. I felt so hot as she fucked my ass. At the same time, I felt as if ice water was running through my veins. I was trapped between these two extreme sensations.

  Felicia’s erection grew harder and harder inside of me. Whenever I felt I had been stretched to the limit, she went even deeper into me. I couldn’t believe how we went on and on.

  I sensed my orgasm grow and grow within my balls as we fucked. We rocked together back and forth together. Our moans mingled together as well.

  We rode together to our climax. It felt like facing a tsunami head on. I could only close my eyes and submit to the wave of pleasure that would consume me.

  In an instance, Felicia’s orgasm erupted. It was so powerful that it sent out a tremor into my body. She held me by the waist and kept me impaled upon her shaft. It was what I needed to achieve my own orgasm. The walls of my ass tightened around her rock hard member.

  Finally, I came.

  My vision went blank before I saw a flash of bright light. It was like staring straight at the sun. Our passionate cries rang in my ears. I just couldn’t stop coming.

  I felt Felicia’s fingernails pierce my skin
as she steadied my body. Everything felt so hot to the touch. My orgasm seemed to go on and on. It felt like hours were passing by like seconds. When my climax finally subsided, I fell beside Felicia as she held me in her arms.

  I never felt so treasured before.

  At the same time, I didn’t know what had possessed me to do this. This was a side of me I thought didn’t exist. However, it was most honest I had been to myself in years.

  As amazing as the encounter between Felicia and I had been, I didn’t think of it as love. Rather, I was driven by this lustful need to have sex with her. I didn’t know the origin of this desire other than the fact that I couldn’t resist it. I simply had this urge for women like her.

  As terrible as that encounter was, the worst part was that I didn’t tell you what I had done. Perhaps, you would’ve forgiven me and we could’ve saved our marriage. Yet, I knew that was simply wishful thinking. I couldn’t suppress this desire any more than I could stop breathing.

  I simply continued the affair to satisfy this need.

  Over the next few weeks, Felicia and I fell into a routine. When we were together, we would fuck each other for hours. The two of us kept going on and on. We tried so many methods and positions.

  I would be on top one moment. Then, she would take me from behind. She gave me a thorough sex education. I learned how to use my tongue and fingers to please her in ways I never knew before.

  We tried so many things I wouldn’t even attempt with you. I never once thought about how I had betrayed you. I had betrayed our marital vows with my actions. Yet, my mind’s single purpose was to have sex with Felicia.

  That’s when the lies started happening.

  Out of all the things I’ve done, lying to you is what I was most ashamed about. I always believed that I was an honest, loyal husband. I may have held my true feelings inside but I never wanted to directly deceive anyone. Unfortunately, that was exactly what I did to you.

  When I was at a hotel with Felicia, I would tell you that I running late with work or having dinner with my clients. These lies came so easily to me. They poured out of my lips one after another.

  The worst of it was the fact that you believed me. You never doubted me for a moment or asked questions about my whereabouts. Yet, I knew back then that the affair would have to end sooner or later.

  A part of me tried to repair our marriage. I tried to be more sexually aggressive with you. It was more of a cry for help.

  Yet, that also felt like a lie. I simply couldn’t feel pleasure with a normal woman. I needed someone with a cock.

  Our sexual encounters felt so bland and sterile compared to my time with Felicia. Perhaps, you thought my actions were a sign that our marriage was stronger than ever. I’m sorry to have deceived you that way. It only made things worse for the both of us.

  The sex with you never satisfied me. I always longed for Felicia’s cock. I couldn’t achieve orgasm with you. I always fell short. Only thoughts of my affair kept me hard enough for the encounter.

  This was never about you being unattractive to me. I simply had a longing for women like Felicia. There was nothing you could’ve done to prevent it. I just had this unbearable lust in me.

  I was selfish.

  I wanted to have both parts of my life. I wanted to be that normal businessman with a beautiful wife and stable family. I loved hearing how my coworkers were jealous of me. Yet, I wanted Felicia as well.

  I was trapped between these two opposite sides of me. I wanted this charade to go on and on despite knowing better. Whenever I was home, my thoughts were with Felicia and the wild sex we had. When I was in bed with you, I fantasized about her cock impaling me. At the time, I didn’t think this double life would ever end.

  Then it did.

  One day, Felicia and I finished having sex at a hotel. Our affair just kept going on and on. The intensity of it increased over time as well.

  We would begin by kissing each other. Before long, we moved to the main event. She rode my ass for the better part of an hour. Our orgasms never seemed to end.

  Then, it was my turn to fuck her ass. She rode me to another climax. Whenever I got tired, she would re-energize me with some dirty talk.

  Next, Felicia would make me suck her cock. I would taste her down to her balls. I happily drank all of her hot come.

  Susan, you wouldn’t believe how utterly satisfied I felt at that moment.

  That’s when Felicia started to take it to the next level. Whenever a sex position or act got old, we would try something new. Each new idea reignited the fire and lust in us.

  Felicia took out a jar of lubricant from her purse. Then, she asked me to help her coat her cock with the stuff. I agreed and wondered what she was planning. She had already fucked my ass.

  Then, she made me go on all fours on the bed with my back to her. I felt her apply some of the lubricant to the rosebud of my ass. That’s when I realized what she had planned.

  Felicia wanted to go deeper inside of me than ever before.

  I moaned when I felt the tip of her prick touch my ass. It sent a shiver down my spine. I had done this so many times before but that day felt different. Felicia’s shaft seemed longer and thicker than ever before. The lube she had used on me had begun to trickle down my ass.

  Suddenly, Felecia grabbed both of my hips to steady my shivering body. I took in a deep breath and prepared for her. I knew she would go as deep inside of me as she possibly could.

  In an instance, her cock slipped past my rosebud and into the depths of my ass.

  I barely had time to compute what had happened. There was so much heat and friction between us. It was like having a baseball bat shoved into my ass. Felicia seemed to deeper than I had ever imagined.

  My knees nearly buckled from the force of her thrusts. I was crying out in sheer ecstasy. She was pushing my body to its limits. Yet, I wanted to bear the pain for her sake.

  Felecia kept pounding away at me. I felt like some sex toy for her to use. God, it felt so amazing to be treated like an object. My body swayed with each impact. I heard the slick sound of her shaft exiting me before slamming into me again.

  My heart pounded as I dug into the bedsheets for support. Felicia didn’t seem to plan on stopping anytime soon. My balls shook from the strength of the impact.

  She had never been this deep in me before. With each thrust, Felicia went in deeper and deeper. Her cock was practically entering the very core of my body.

  I saw the same bright flashes I saw when we first made love to each other. The bed creaked from the force of our fucking. I had always been a loud and vocal lover with her.

  I sensed my orgasm near fruition. I tried to hold it back as much as possible. I felt like a toy racecar being wound up.

  Felicia sensed this and established a steadier rhythm with her thrusts. I knew she was going to come as well in the next moment. I first sensed her cock throb deep inside of me. It felt like a tremor right in the middle of my body.

  It was enough to knock the wind out of me. My arms couldn’t hold me up anymore and I fell onto the bed. She kept thrusting wildly into my weary body.

  I felt like an object made for fucking. I was just another hole for her to put her dick in. It felt so freeing to be treated in such a manner. Never before I had felt so sexually fulfilled.

  It was the greatest feeling in the world. I brimmed with sexual energy. I forgot all my worries.

  I forgot that my marriage to you was practically a sham. This didn’t even feel like an extramarital affair. This was the most real thing about my life. I couldn’t think of anything more important to me than this powerful sexual attraction to Felicia.

  Unable to bear it any longer, I fell flat on my abdomen and came harder than I ever did before. A torrent of hot cum sprayed from my cock. All the while, Felicia was frantically fucking my ass as I writhed under her. The sound of our moaning was overshadowed by the noise of our bodies slapping against each other.

  That’s when Felicia came in me.
Her huge cock pulsated before sending a wave of hot cum straight into my ass. She kept pumping into me for a good minute. However, she was completely spent and fell down beside me.

  We cuddled as the semen and lube poured out of my ass. It was at that point that I realized what I had been doing for the past few months. In pursuing these urges, I had betrayed your trust in me.

  Nonetheless, Felicia asked if she had pushed me too far. I didn’t know how to reply to that. I just told her I greatly enjoyed it. It made me think about the state of my relationship with her.

  What would come next?

  Would we run off together?