Forced Quickies

by Rosa Alvarado

  "Of course", I answer -- "Enjoy it hun."

  She turns to Steve, "Come here babe" she motions with her head for him to come closer, "I want you to see this real close."

  Steve crouches at the side of the bed, his face only inches away from Tom's cock as Jess lowers herself onto him.

  She goes breathless as the first 4 inches sinks into her, her wetness splashes from her, soaking my hand as Tom's cock disappears into her. She stops, looking exhausted.

  "You've came haven't you?" I ask her shocked.

  "Yeah... sorry" she gasps, "I'll be okay -- just give me a second, I need this..."

  I see Steve masturbating, his eyes fixed on Jess's stretched pussy.

  "Look Steve" she laughs, "He's made me cum just penetrating me! You'll never be able to make me cum with your cock Steve, it's pathetic!"

  I give Steve a look to make sure he's ok; her words have made him begin to furiously masturbate. Humiliation was obviously his thing.

  "Okay big boy" whispers Jess, "Let's get this meat all the way in." as she lowers her body against Tom's. I move my hand from the base of his shaft and watch as she takes him fully. As his cock stiffens inside her she squirts, her fluid drenching his balls and creating a large wet patch on the bed.

  "You could never make me feel this good Steve, ever!" Jess screams out as she fills herself with my man's penis.

  She begins to bounce on him, her face almost an expression on anger as she begins to ride him furiously. I'm amazed at the sheer enthusiasm she has to fuck him.

  "He's damn big, he's so fucking big!" she bellows as she frantically rides him. She slams her body hard onto him, forcing every inch of him inside her with each bounce. She screams in ecstasy as her back drips with sweat, insulting Steve's endowment while praising the one currently buried inside her.

  She bites her lip, tenses against my man's body before screaming out in orgasmic bliss as she orgasms around his cock, "Fuuuuuuuuuuck yes" she screams before collapsing on top of him. I hear Steve grunt in the background as he reaches his own orgasm.

  Jess sits up panting, still caught in her own orgasm, "Okay stud, let's finish you off."

  She climbs off Tom's cock, guiding him to the edge of the bed. He sits on the edge as she crouches in front of him on the floor, sliding the condom off his dick, precum splashing out as his endowment springs from it.

  "Okay Goey, finish him off on me hun."

  I sit behind Tom kissing him deeply before taking his cock in my hand, pointing it directly at her face and begin to stroke.

  "Wait, your not going to let him cum on your face are you?" Steve asks panicky.

  "Of course I am, he deserves to" Jess answers him, while using her hands to put her hair behind her ears, making her intent clear.

  "But you've never let me do that!"

  "And I never will Steve, your cock simply doesn't deserve to!"

  I feel Tom's cock tense in my hand as a large white rope of cum spurts out of him, it hits Jess's face just under left her eye, and she flinches slightly, the force of his ejaculate shocking her. She moves her head back in position and gives out a pleasurable hum as I empty Tom's balls onto her.

  Her face is covered in large strings of his ejaculate, her right eye flooded so she cannot open it. Steve kneels down besides her and kisses her deeply before turning to face me and Tom, "Thank you!" he says "Thank you so much!"

  Jess pants deeply, smiling, as Tom's cum settles on her face.

  The End.

  The Sewing Class

  My wife (2nd marriage ) divorced me because she could not deal with my cross dressing. It was actually the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I proceeded to get my own apartment where I would not have to hide my wardrobe and I could come and go as I pleased. Except for going to work, I started to live dressed up as a woman almost all the time.

  My goal at the time was to transition completely but I was denied hormone therapy I would have needed because of medical reasons as a result of bypass surgery. Still I enjoyed my life as a woman.

  I soon gathered up many cross dressing friends and transsexuals and life was one big party. I loved shopping for pretty dresses and shoes and of course my kid leather gloves and boots, and of course leather skirts and coats. I was always attracted to prom dresses and ball gowns especially in satin. Perhaps it was because when I was younger, my mother who was a wonderful dressmaker would use me to model long dresses that she would be working on . I also grew partial to satin bridal dresses and developed a fetish for anything in satin.

  One day I was reading an ad for evening sewing classes which were to be held at the local high school. I thought that it would be fun to learn how to sew my own dresses and that it would be an opportunity to meet women as well.

  Needless to say, I was the only male who enrolled along with 12 women. They all giggled a little to see a man wanting to learn how to sew. I told them of how my mother had been a great dressmaker and of how she would have me wear dresses for her to work on. I also confessed that I enjoyed dressing in women's clothes and wanted to make my own ball gowns. None of the women were really shocked at this. They all thought that I was kidding them until I showed them pictures of me dressed as a woman. They all agreed that I looked pretty good as a woman. One of the ladies even went so far as to say that it would be OK if I came to class dressed as a woman and that it would make things interesting. They all agreed that I should dress for class and from that day on I came to all the classes in my nicest clothes.

  Class days were always very special and I took extra care to look my best. I did not care if I was over dressed compared to the other students, but I knew that they would always comment on what I was wearing and how could I afford such elegant clothes. I always wore my kid leather gloves and would wear my leather skirts and knee high boots as often as possible.

  I think that many of the ladies accepted me as one of them and would invite me to join them at a local bar after classes. They all thought it was a lot of fun when some guy would hit on me and on how I would play along. I had confessed that I truly loved females and was not gay but I was not sure if they believed me.

  One day I received a phone call from one of the ladies from the class. She wanted some advice on a dress she was sewing for a project and wondered if I could help her because she thought that I was doing so much better than she was. I realized that her curiosity had gotten the best of her and she wanted to see where and how I lived. I was very pleased to invite her over to my apartment that very evening after 8PM which she readily accepted.

  Her name was Annie. She was an attractive brunette in her mid forties with a nice figure and a pleasing smile. I cleaned up my apartment to make it presentable but I did leave enough magazines and pictures and other items that were clearly feminine. I double shaved, got into my makeup and wig. I put on my black satin waist cincher with a black satin garter belt and black stockings and of course my black satin bra. I put on my black soft leather knee length skirt and a blue satin blouse. I put on a pair of kidskin pumps ( I would have preferred to wear my boots) and I thought that I looked sexy.

  I left my bedroom closet doors ajar so you could see the clothes hanging there and had draped a purple satin nightgown over the mauve satin bedspread. I had just received a pair of up to the shoulder black kid gloves from E Bay and I left them on the dining room with the packaging for her to notice when she came in.

  At exactly 8PM, there was a knock on the door and there was Annie. To my amusement and surprise she was also wearing a leather skirt and she was also wearing black leather over the knee boots and a satin camisole. I must have mentioned during one of our classes that I had a particular attraction for leather and that I thought that women were always sexy in leather. I gushed at how sexy and lovely she looked and she returned the compliment.

  She came in with a dress in a garment bag draped over her arm. I told her she could put her coat and dress and things on my bed while I opened up a bottle of wine for the both of us. When she
came in the kitchen, she had to mention the beautiful satin nightgown that was on my bed and asked if I wore nightgowns all the time which of course I told her I did. We both took sips of our wine and she touched the black kid gloves that I had left on the table. She put the gloves up to her cheek and said she had never felt anything so soft and how great the leather gloves smelled. She had never seen gloves that long except in the movies.

  I told her that I had bought them on E Bay to wear with my new satin ball gown that I was making for myself. I could tell that she really wanted to try them on and offered to help her put these wonderful long leather gloves on. I could see that the soft leather was having an effect on her as she slid her arms down the leather shaft. I helped smooth the leather up her arm and squeezed the tight leather down her fingers and smoothed out all the wrinkles. She held her arm straight out and took in the aroma of the leather. I said if she put the other glove on that I could take pictures of her wearing them which she readily agreed to.

  I asked her what kind of help she wanted from me and she took a sip of her wine and smiled and made me promise not to tell anyone but she had bought a satin corset online and was having difficulty putting it on. She said that I had mentioned in class that I wore corsets and that I loved them. I told her that I would be happy to show how to lace up a corset.

  We went into the bedroom and she put her gloved hands around my neck and gave me a long wet kiss and thanked me for letting her try the kid gloves on. I helped her unbutton her blouse and draped it on a chair and unzipped her leather skirt and let it fall to the floor. I was pleased to see that she too was wearing a black satin bra and a camisole, a garter belt with thigh high stockings and black satin tap panties.

  I told her that she looked beautiful and we kissed again, this time longer. I could sense that she was enjoying touching me with her kid gloves and she could tell that I was getting aroused. I opened my bureau drawer and took out my own leather corset and would show her how the laces worked. I also took out another pair of kid gloves that were over the elbow but not as long as the pair she was wearing. In the meantime she was checking herself out in the mirror and began rubbing her pussy through her satin panties and moaning. I put my kid gloves on and came up behind her and cupped her breasts with my gloved fingers kissing her in the neck. I knew it would be an exciting evening as she was already trembling in my arms.

  I explained to her how the different sets of laces worked and how to pull each set separately until the desired tightness was reached and how you wrapped the laces around you She had purchased a below the bust corset which was perfect. I loosened the lace and put it around her and hooked all the clasps in the front. I proceeded to tighten the laces as much as I could the first time and wrapped the laces around her waist.

  I asked if she would like it if I took pictures of her in that outfit and she agreed readily. First I had to remove the garters from the corset as she was already wearing a garter belt. As I did so I brushed my hand on her pussy and she grasped it in both hands and started rubbing it vigorously. I took her in my arms and started kissing her passionately holding her face in my gloved hands. Her gloved hands were holding mine and she was all over my body.

  I reached behind her back and undid her bra and let it fall to the floor. My gloved fingers went immediately to her breasts and I took turns massaging them and kissing them. I knelt down before her and slowly took down her black satin panties. Her pussy was already moist as I inserted my two fingers and began a slow rotating motion. I removed my fingers as she licked her pussy juice from my gloved fingers.

  I rose and lay back on the bed and had her kneel astride my chest and guided her pussy to my waiting tongue. I made her love to her throbbing pussy and massaged her stiff little tits at the same time. I could feel each one of her orgasms. Finally she slid off and reached for my cock which had softened up some in the meantime. She put it in her mouth and gently sucked on it until it stiffened again. Then she climbed back on top and slowly descended on my rock hard cock for a nice slow rotating motion. Only a few moments went by when she climaxed again. This time she slid off my cock and put it in her mouth until I blew my whole load in her mouth.

  We spent the night together and did see each other occasionally. I don't know how the other ladies in the class ever found out about it, but from that time on , I had a wonderful clientele of ladies needing help with their "sewing".

  The End.

  Kayla Takes Delivery of Her Dress

  After Kayla's adventure with Bobby she got home to her empty house. When she went upstairs to undress she felt guilty when she slid her panties down her legs and they were soaked with Bobby's cum. She just sat in the edge of the bed looking at the balled up panties in her hand thinking about why she did it. Just then her phone rang and when she saw it was her husband she didn't want to answer it, but did anyway. It was the usual how was your day conversation, and then he told her that he was going to have to go out of town for business. He had come by the house earlier and packed a bag, but she wasn't there. He kept going on and on about how important this client was for their future. All Kayla could picture was him and that cow of a secretary sharing a hotel somewhere.

  After she hung the phone up she closed her eyes and could hear her father "I love her sweetie. I'll still be your dad, but me and mommy just won't be together." With anger Kayla stood up and looked at the panties in her hand and thought about saving them for her husband. To remind him that someone wanted to fuck his wife. Kaya stormed into the bathroom and took another steaming hot shower and she started planning her day with Bobby tomorrow. She had thought about canceling, until her husband's call. Now she was going to use that big 18 year old cock and teach Bobby so many wonderful things.

  That evening after going to the gym and trying to work off her frustrations with her husband Kayla returned home and began the process of getting ready for Bobby. She spent and extra long time in the shower making sure she was shaved clean. As she applied the lotion after shaving she was tempted to let her fingers linger, but she decided not to. She hoped Bobby had the same self resolve, but with a smile she could picture his fingers wrapped around his cock and stroking himself. Silently she wished that he would call her tonight, but she went to sleep without a call.

  Kayla had just sat down for breakfast when her phone buzzed. She smiled when she saw the name. "Hello Bobby. You certainly don't waste any time."

  "Hey, yeah I'm sorry if I woke you, but I wanted to know what time to deliver your dress?"

  "You can bring it over any time sweetie. The sooner the better. I really loved the way it fit yesterday, and I can't wait to try it again."

  Kayla smiled when she heard a slight groan over the phone, then Bobby said "I'm on my way. I'll be there in an hour."

  As she hung up the phone she smiled because she knew it wouldn't take him an hour. If anything Bobby was liable to get a speeding ticket or two along the way. She would just have to make it worth it to the young man, and she knew exactly how to do that.

  After she got off the phone she went back upstairs and stripped and hopped in the shower. Once she got out she dried off and made sure to put some soft pink lipgloss on and then some perfume. She finally decided on a lacy white camisole and slipped into it and a pair of panties. She thought about staying naked with a silk robe on, but she wanted to treat Bobby, and this outfit was something he would always remember.

  A little later the front door bell rang and with a smile Kayla went to the door and peeped through and slowly opened the door for Bobby. At first he just stood in the doorway until Kayla stepped from behind the door and asked him if he was coming in. His eyes got huge when he saw her in her flowing silk robe, but Kayla knew they were going to get a lot bigger when she removed it. He finally came through the door and Kayla shut it and gave him a sexy smile. Then she let her tongue part her lips and slowly licked them.

  As he stood their staring at her Kayla knew that she had to make the first move. With a smile she reached out and pulled hi
m in for a hug. Kayla made sure not to let him go as she squeezed him tight. She could already feel him responding as she felt his bulge pressing into her. Then she took his hand and led him through the house to the den. There she offered him a seat and Kayla sat right next to him. She made sure to let her robe separate and expose her legs as she sat with him. Most men would have already had their hands between her legs, but even after yesterday Bobby wasn't sure what he could do. Kayla got an extra thrill out of this. She looked forward to teaching him.

  "Bobby, you don't have to be so nervous. I want you here with me. After yesterday I thought you would have known that." Kayla then ran her hand along his thigh closest to her. Kayla could feel Bobby's muscles tense up at her touch.

  "I don't know Mrs. Taylor. I don't want to get in trouble."

  Kayla enjoyed playing with Bobby, but right now she wanted him inside her more. She stood up and moved in front of him and untied the sash holding her robe closed and shrugged it off her shoulders. "I want you to fuck me with that beautiful cock of your's Bobby. I don't want to tease you or play games today. I want to feel that thing inside me."

  Kayla looked down at him as she pulled her camisole over her head and then pushed her panties down. Standing in front of him completely naked Kayla reached out and pulled him to a standing position and pulled him into her where she kissed him. As she kissed him she slid her hand under his shirt and worked it off him. While he was pulling it the rest of the way off she went to work on his belt and pants. Soon his pants were on the floor and she was helping him step out of them. With a deep breath she looked into his eyes and slid her fingers inside his underwear and slid them down his legs. Once she had them past his hard cock it sprang back up and pressed into her midsection.

  With a wicked smile Kayla wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft and led him up the stairs to her bedroom. Once in the bedroom she had him lay down on his back and then she crawled up between his thighs. She kissed her way up his body along the way. First her mouth explored his legs followed by the inside of his thighs. She kissed and nibbled her way along his trembling flesh. Her hair falling around her head and increasing the intense feeling Bobby was going through as it drug across his skin. When she made contact with his ball sack Bobby inhaled deeply and just held his breath. Kayla took a deep breath herself, but it was not to calm her, but so she could enjoy his scent.