Well This Pretty Much Sums Up My Life Doesn’t It?

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Mouth, or anywhere actually!

It was definitely my mother’s lingerie for starters.  When we moved to the farm house when I was a kid, and before everything was completely unpacked and put away, I discovered a hamper of bras, panties, night wear, stockings, garters, and other silky foundation that felt oh so good on my small body.  When she discovered I had been digging into her silk, she didn’t get mad, but only cautioned me about handling the finer garments because they were important to her and I shouldn’t soil them or accidentally tear them.  I must have had a 6 month reign of that hamper with only a few items missing from time to time when she would wear them and then put them away elsewhere.  I was 12 when I discovered, and she admitted, that she used all of those silky bras, panties, teddies, stockings, and garters professionally.  It made my dick so hard to wear all of her fine silk and it makes my dick hard today to know that she used all those silky garments to make men happy and pay her enormous sums of money to wear them and take them off for them.

This T-girl could pass for one we know as “Ebony.”  Read on…

It was late.  We had watched the Saints lose again, had dinner with friends at Arnaud’s, caught the last Chris Owens’ show, and I was ready to make it to the hotel and turn in and call it a weekend.

“One more hurricane baby!”

My wife could be ridiculous sometime.  We both had enough to drink but I wasn’t going to argue with her as we turned and started walking on Bourbon toward Pat O’Brien’s.

We had not gone a half block when the shill for a she-male strip club steps out on Bourbon to address Eve, my wife.

“Damn lady, you’re taller than all my girls.  Why don’t you bring your man in with you so my girls can have some fun with you and him and they can see how a real woman is built?  First drink on the house, no cover no minimum!”

She glanced back at me and smiled.  “How many times have we said we would do this some day baby?  I think now’s the time!”

This scenario had been pillow talk many times and I knew she wanted to be used up a little by a ladyboy in one of these strip clubs.  If not fucked, at least felt up, maybe give a blowjob in semi-public settings.  She also wanted to see me suck off a she-male while I watched her play with one.  So, this was on… this was real now!

The shill guided us in past the open doors and announced “Girly-Girl on the floor.  Bring her to VIP!”

We weren’t sure what that meant, but it was immediately repeated by a large guy who came down from a stool next to the DJ and started toward Eve along with a tall black ladyboy and a shorter blond she-male named Britney who came directly to me and grabbed my arm and smiled at me.  A cute little Hispanic waitress followed us.

Within seconds we were seated on a leather sofa to the rear and above the lounge area and stage.  We found out later it was a protective move to keep Eve from “competing” or being confused with any of the “house talent” to keep her from being groped or hit on by the patrons coming into the joint thinking she might be a she-male because of her height.

The large guy was the floor manager and quickly gave us the rules about “no sex acts allowed” and as he walked away with the waitress with our drink order, the black T-girl laughed and told us both, “fuck him… we can have all the fun we want as long as we don’t get naked and fuck in public.”

It didn’t take long and the black T-girl, “Ebony” of course, had her tongue buried down my wife’s throat and Eve was reciprocating, as she groped at Ebony’s hard cock and Ebony freed Eve’s tits out of her dress and bra.

Britney wasted no time either as she grabbed my cock and buried her tongue in my open and willing mouth as I raised her dress over her ass and freed her stiff cock from her panties.

I thought Britney was the first of the four of us to cum, but Eve told me later the next morning it had to be her with the first orgasm.  She said “That black bitch gave me the hardest finger fucking I’ve gotten since I was maybe a teen, while whispering and tongue fucking my ear telling me how she was going to use her big black cock to fuck my pussy and then my ass and finally finish by shooting her load in my filthy fucking blonde mouth.  Baby, I have never been talked to like that and it fucking turned me on so much that I had an orgasm like I don’t remember outside our bedroom.”

Well, she had fucked so many different guys and women in our bedroom over the 8 years of our marriage that I was sure her biggest orgasm definitely came in our bed, and it wasn’t me who gave it to her.

We had another round of drinks, and the T-girls changed places so I had Ebony jerking my cock and whispering shit in my ear while Britney had the time of her life with Eve.  My wife was a good 5 inches taller than Britney and probably 20 pounds heavier and “Eve you’re the first woman I’ve ever finger fucked, and you have the biggest natural tits I’ve ever played with.”  There weren’t many natural tits in this Shemale Joint at 2:00 in the morning.

We paid our tab and then made our way to The Monteleone with my big blonde wife staggering hand in hand with Ebony while I had Britney hanging onto me for dear life.  The doorman at the hotel gave me a knowing “nod of the head” as I palmed him a $20 bill for his discretion, and we made our way to our room with our tongues buried in each other’s mouths, ready to have a four-way gang fuck on the elevator.

In the room we all got naked immediately, and while Eve used our little douche ball to get her ass ready for cock, I sucked on the two T-girl cocks while they sucked on me.  When Eve was finished, she came out with the KY Jelly and she took my place with Ebony and Britney in bed and I went to the bathroom to get my ass totally douched and ready for some hard core T-girl fucking.

When I was totally douched, I got in bed with Britney, Eve was already on top of Ebony fucking her like she had never been fucked by a woman before.  It was stunning to see how much these T-girls were into Eve, because frankly they were queer guys (or so they thought) before they went through transforming MTF, and she was bringing the bisexuality out of them in orgasm after orgasm.

I did a 69 with Britney for the longest before she stopped, lubed up my ass and her cock and then got on top of me to fuck me missionary style.  She was a little small for me so I made the right adjustments with my legs around her to let her ride me hard.  She shot a load of cum in me but I wouldn’t let her stop fucking me.  I kept squeezing her cock with my sphincter to keep her hard and kept telling her how good a fuck she was.  It worked well enough that she rode me another hour I’m sure before unloading in my ass the second time as she made me cum all over our stomachs together.

When Britney finally rolled off me, I looked at Eve who was taking a load from Ebony’s big black cock right across her wide-open mouth.  My whore wife swallowed all that hot juicy cum and then she had enough.

She reached in her purse and took out $200 and handed it to Ebony.  “Okay whores!  Get out of my fucking room.  We’ll be back in two weeks for the Falcons game.  Make sure you’re working the same shift and stay safe for the next couple weeks.  Now get the fuck out!”

Two weeks later the Saints lost to the Falcons, and Britney and Ebony got fucked again by a couple of big blondes.

It was the second day of my first year of college and I knew maybe 3 people all from my same home town out of 28,000 on campus. That would change after I had to run to the men's room after class to pee something fierce.

While standing at the urinal I noticed all the writing on the wall in front of me and laughed at all the queer shit guys write while pissing. But one message caught my eye because it was dated that day about two hours earlier; "Cock for you to suck... Coates Hall, 2nd floor men's room... 12:30 PM... Every single day... see you there cocksucker!"

I immediately got hard. This was my invitation to either get some cock or at the very least meet some other cocksuckers, or I would just make a fool of myself.

I walked in the Coates men's room at 12:15 and took a seat on the toilet in one of the stalls and waited, with the door partially propped open with its dead bolt. It only took about 5 minutes and a middle eastern guy in his mid-twenties, a chemistry grad student, opened my stall door, grabbed his crotch and asked, "Is this what you're here for?"

I nervously said yes as he propped himself against the open door, dropped his pants and drawers and shoved his growing erect cock in my face. I wasted no time in taking his hard cock in my mouth and did the best I could to fit his large cockhead in my throat. I was so into sucking this big brown cock that I didn't hear other guys enter the room, but I quickly noticed 2 other guys behind him trying to work their way into the stall with hard cocks out and stroking them.

In just a few minutes I was taking these three cocks one by one down my throat and they began to unload in my mouth and across my face and into my hair and down on my shirt. As two of them zipped up and left the stall, they were replaced by two more fabulous, hard cocks wanting to be serviced and relieved of their loads of cum.

At about 12:40 I got out of the stall and walked to the mirrors to see that my face and shirt were covered in cum. For reasons only a faggot can conceive, I decided to grab some tissue to wipe the cum from my face, but only after exiting the men's room and walking into the hallway of the second floor of Coates Lab. I wanted anyone there to know I was a cum eating faggot.

Sure enough, there were two older grad students standing in the hallway and I recognized their sandals and shorts as I started wiping the cum from my face.

One of them took a handkerchief out of his back pocket and said "Let me help you with that. I hope to see you back here again tomorrow."

He wiped some of the cum out of my hair then handed me the handkerchief and asked my name and if I was in the closet. I told him "TD, and yes I'm new to campus and in the closet so far" and he said "Nice to meet you TD. I'm Ahmed and this is Ishmael and we will both be here again if you return."

I assured them I would be back for my third day of college life, looking for more from them and from their friends. They assured me they would return and "TD, you were in the closet my friend... but no more. There's more middle eastern married grad students here in Coates who never get their cocks sucked by their wives. You will have them all."

And I did. Every single day until I was able to set up regular schedules with all of them. I miss all those cocks and all that cum!

For the few who asked what my nails looked like in the Mobile airport… waiting at Gate 7 for United flight to Houston. A little hard to hide in the warm weather.

All true. Would love to have looked like this when I was younger. Would be trying to get pregnant using the wrong hole every single day!!!

Well it’s more like 40 years since I stopped wearing boxers and went exclusively to feminine panties or the least masculine thongs I can find.

I just know I would be getting cock every chance I could.

My face is certainly not this pretty, but I'm pretty sure the expressions are about the same!

The second thing I noticed about this clip was the look of dismay on the bottom's face. I recognize it not as the look of discomfort or pain, but total dismay that this huge fantastic top is about to pull completely out of me instead of continuing to pound the living hell out of my throbbing, and leaking cunt. I know, it makes me want to cry too... that I'm not that bottom!!!