Submission to a Fantasy
Keywords: to, Fantasy, a, Submission,
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Four months to go without sex is a long time for me. I hadn't been having much luck with the ladies lately, and was getting rather frustrated. To make matters worse, I was getting tired of looking at pictures and video clips of couples having sex. I never thought I could get bored with porn, but not even lesbian porn was cutting it anymore.
Then one day, just for the hell of it, I clicked on a link to some transsexual thumbnail sites. I clicked on the first link, and a magical creature appeared on my monitor. She had the face and body of a woman, a beautiful woman, with dark, almond eyes, full lips, long brown hair, large, firm breasts (obviously not real, but real nice), a firm, thin body, and a cock as big as mine, standing straight out in front of her. She had her hands on her hips, and was standing, facing sideways slightly so her cock was in profile. My own cock twitched and I could feel it stiffening in my shorts.
I never thought I would find a chick with a dick to be so intoxicating, but the sight of one made me drunk with excitement. Like tasting forbidden fruit, there was an element of taboo, of shame, and deviation that thrilled me. My hand reflexively reached for my cock and I began stroking it through my shorts while clicking on another link to this wondrous being.
In one picture, she was lying down, on her back, with the camera looking up at her from between her thighs, her cock stiff and thick in the center of the frame. I unbuttoned my shorts and freed my now rock hard cock.
In another picture, she was standing again, bending forward with her ass up high. One hand was pushing her cock down so that it stuck out behind her. The other hand, with long red nails, was pulling on her left ass cheek, forcing her butt hole to open invitingly. I now had a good grip on my cock and was slowly stroking it up and down.
In another picture, she was sitting in a chair, leaning back with her legs spread out in front of her. Her left hand was wrapped around the base of her cock. It was slick and shiny, with large veins running down the shaft, and a plumb-sized head on the end. Her eyes were fixated on her own erection and the expression on her face was one of pure desire to wrap her luscious lips around her own cock.
I had never fantasized about sucking a cock before, but the thought of it now filled me with lust and abandonment. At that moment, if I had been kneeling between her legs, In would've taken the tip of her cock in my mouth. I would've run my tongue around the circumference of her head, and flicked it lightly across her pee hole. I would've wrapped my lips tightly underneath the rim, and slowly sucked her into my throat. I would've wrapped one hand around the base of it and gently cupped her balls with the other. I would've taken her cock as deep into my throat as possible, over and over again, stroking it with my hand as it exited my throat and plunged back in.
I was stroking my cock like a madman now. The thought of giving head to a beautiful woman with a cock had me crazy with lust. In the last picture I clicked on, she was lying on the bed again, cum splattered across her stomach and dripping down the length of her still hard shaft. Imagining that it had been buried in my throat when it erupted in orgasm threw me over the edge. My hand was a blur as the waves of ecstasy coursed through my body. Cum flew everywhere, on my chest, on my stomach, on my thighs. I was drenched.
And I was hooked. For the next month, I sought out and found every transsexual website I could get my browser on. I found pictures and video clips of transsexuals masturbating alone. Others with transsexuals getting fucked by men. Others fucking women, getting fucked by women wearing strapons, fucking other transsexuals, and my favorite variety, with transsexuals fucking men. The fact that it turned me on so much to watch a transsexual fuck a man up the ass had me worried at first. I looked back on my history with women and realized that I had a habit of being attracted to very aggressive women. Apparently, I had a deep desire to be dominated by a woman, the way she is dominated by a man. Men, however, didn't turn me on at all, and I had no desire to be with one. Not that I think there is anything wrong with men on men, it's just not my taste. With no current girlfriend to try to talk into doing me with a strapon, a transsexual seemed the logical choice for fulfilling my fantasy.
Over the course of a month, I had begun wiggling a finger into my ass hole when I whacked off. It added a certain intensity to my orgasms. Soon I was getting two and then three fingers up there rather easily. The feeling when I came was incredible. Just for fun, one night I tried to get all four fingers up my ass. I got them all in up to the last knuckle. I slid my thumb in next to them, but was disappointed that I was unable to completely fist myself.
The next step was obvious. I needed a dildo to fuck myself properly. I managed to work up the courage to visit an adult book store outside of my neighborhood, to increase the odds of me not running into someone I knew. I had done a little research, and decided that I needed a dildo with a suction cup base, so I could stick it to the seat of a wooden chair. I had decided that stradling the chair and supporting my weight on the back of the chair, would be the best position to break myself in.
Luckily, the store was relatively empty, just a few guys standing around the doorway that led to the video preview booths in the back. I made it a point to take a quick look at each of them, just to make sure that I didn't know any of them. Then I made it a point to avoid eye-contact all together. I was on a mission of wanton lust and wanted no distractions. I threaded through the store, making my way to the dildo section, scanning the low glass shelves, feeling slightly light-headed with the rush of doing something so out of character. A month prior, I never would've imagined that I, a life-long heterosexual, would be in an adult book store with the intention of purchasing a dildo for myself. But here I was, standing in the middle of the dildo section, butt plugs in front of me, strapons to the left of me, battery operated vibrators to the right, and behind me, just what I was looking for: a six inch, life-like penis, complete with balls, and a suction cup base.
I took a quick look at the counter to see if anyone was there, being waited on. I wanted a clear run to the cashier. No standing around with a dildo in my hand. The counter was clear, and a male clerk stood next to the cash register.
I spotted some tubes of KY jelly between me and the counter. Perfect. I took a deep breath, grabbed the dildo, grabbed a tube of jelly as I passed by, and placed them both on the counter. The clerk mercifully scanned the two items quickly and stuffed them into a brown bag as I fished my wallet out of my back pocket. I practically ran to my car when the transaction was complete.
Back at my house, I quickly stripped, and tore open the box, eager to try out my new toy. I stuck the dildo to the seat of a wooden chair. It looked amazingly erotic. A disembodied cock standing straight up out of the seat of my chair.
Before getting started, I thought I should clean myself out, so I went into the bathroom to give myself an enema. I had a water bottle with a tapered squirter on the end. I filled the bottle with warm water, laid down on the floor with my feet in the air, inserted the tapered end of the bottle into my rectum, and squeezed, filling my bowels with warm liquid. When the pressure became too great, I sat on the toilet and emptied my bowels. I repeated this process until the liquid that came out of my ass was clear. Back to the bedroom.
I knelt in front of the disembodied cock stuck to the seat of the chair and wrapped a hand around the base of the cock. I pulled it forward so the head faced my lips. Then I licked the underside of the head and sucked it into my mouth. I spent a good long time sucking my first cock, licking it, kissing it, stroking it as it slid in and out of my mouth, trying to take more and more of it down my throat each time, everything I like to have done to my own cock.
Determined to deep throat my new toy, I forced myself to relax my throat and try to ease it in. My gag reflex triggered, and my eyes watered. I pulled my mouth off of it and wiped my eyes with one had while rubbing my saliva up and down the length of the cock with the other. I again slid the cock head passed my lips and towards the back of my throat. When I felt the gag reflex start to kick in again, I backed off a little, then proceeded again, slower this time. I felt the cock stretch my throat muscles and I concentrated on relaxing them. After a few attempts, the cock was passing down into my throat without so much as a hint of a gag.
Proud of my accomplishment, I stood up, still stroking the cock which was soaked with my saliva. I spread some of the excess onto my straining cock. Damn, it felt good to stroke it from base to tip, slick with spit. I put a foot up on the seat next to the cock and reached underneath to spread some saliva around my butt hole. I slid three fingers passed my sphincter and wiggled them, trying to loosen up a little. Then I opened the tube of jelly and spread some of that in there too. The more lube the better, I figured. I put some more on my hand, then wrapped my hand around the cock and mixed the jelly with my spit as I straddled the chair and moved into position.
Holding onto the back of the chair with one hand, I used my other hand to guide the tip of the cock towards my eager anus. I slid the cock head back and forth against my opening, working the saliva and lube mixture into my ass. With the cock head positioned against my hole, I eased my weight down onto it. Slowly, I could feel my ass begin to open. Suddenly, the cock head pushed through my sphincter with an audible pop. The pain was so excruciating, I thought I was going to pass out.
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Keywords: to, Fantasy, a, Submission,