Tee and Gino Ch. 02

The first time had been, well it had been a lark. I regularly look at the craigslist personals to see how much loneliness there is in the world at any given moment, admittedly it's not the most accurate of indicators, but that's the excuse that I use. I usually don't put too much stock into the fantasies or desperate pleas I find there, but hers had been different. So much so that I'd traveled there after responding to her ad for a submission event. She'd told a story about wanting a man to come to her place and dominate her intobeing a her.A sissy. Yeah, she wasn't really asheat all but a gay guy pushing into territory where he didn't only want to love men but become a feminizedpussyfor real men to use for their pleasure. She wanted to delve fully into a place where she wouldbethe pleasure for them. But her story had been much too poignant to be just another dark fantasy; it spoke of way too many hurts to be that.

That first time had also been incredibly hot. It could have been awkward, but once we had touched our desire had built her fantasy into a reality that seemed to burn into both of us that feeling you get when you know something utterly real has happened. I'd used her,God! How I'd used her!and she had taken everything I'd had and panted for more. At the end, with her gently cleaning my cock with her lips and tongue and admitting her epiphany of"I am a dickless sissy slut,"I couldn't help but wonder where we would go from there. I knew that once would not be enough.

After I got back to Maui, I wrote to her and she replied and we ended up relating our journeys through relationships and explorations in sexuality. She told me of growing up in the Midwest, how she had realized she was gay. How through what seemed to be an incredible run of bad relationships she had turned to the world of BDSM to seek understanding and how it had led her to this point of wanting to be feminized, to be an object of pleasure for men. Her other lovers had used her for their own needs, indeed her current boyfriend thought nothing of just taking her ass in their bedroom when ever he felt the need for release. He rarely took time for her desires and even referred to her nether hole as hispussy.Yet he would not accept her becoming fully feminized, perhaps fearing if she took on too many aspects of a subservient female that she would become dependent upon him. I told her she was as complicated and compelling a person that I had ever met. I wondered at the amount of hurt it had taken to turn her desires to this darker place but I didn't wonder at my own interest. I wanted her. Again. Many times, again.

This time it would be a Friday when I arrived. I planned for a weekend although I hadn't mentioned it to her in the last email, when I told her I was coming over to Honolulu. When she asked if it was for her, I'd said that I'd not ridden waves on the North Shore for a long time, that I had family matters to attend to, but yes, I wanted to see her. She seemed a bit more reluctant this time but had finally agreed. I'd had one request this time though. I asked her to be fully dressed.

It was 7:20 in the evening and I was a bit early as I walked towards her door, wondering if she would be ready, wondering what it would be like this time with no fantasy narrative driving us forward. I knocked and waited, the door opened after a few moments. We stood looking at each other, she with a tentative smile on her face, me with a thoughtful one as I took in what she was wearing. The last time, her look had screamed"Fuck Me!"She'd had on sheer black stockings, black lace garter belt and a matching lace thong under a black sheer and lace teddy.

Now the only lingerie evident were tan stockings which reached down into cream colored pumps. Her sleeveless dress was a lighter color than her shoes, with a modest neckline but ended rather tantalizingly high up her thighs. She held the door as I looked, then tilted her head slightly as her eyes widened questioningly. I smiled then.

"Hello, Tee."

"Gino." She pulled the door open wider. "Come in?" I passed by her into the room.

"You look...lovely."

"Thank you." She blushed slightly. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"No, I'm good. What I want, is you."

"You're not wasting any time, are you?" she chuckled.

"We didn't last time. And the letters have only heightened my...desire."

She turned then and led the way to her bedroom. Once there she moved to the foot of her bed and reached behind her for the zipper. I stepped up behind her, placing my hands over hers, "Let me," I said gently and pulled the zipper down slowly to her waist, revealing the beige lace of her bra and high cut panties. I slid around to her front and sat down in front of her. Placing my hands against her hips I nudged her back a step.

"Strip for me."

"What?" She stopped moving.

"You know, stripping? Dance for me. Be sexy while taking your clothes off." I leaned back on my palms. "You do want to please me don't you? Isn't that what you're trying to become? Someone to please and pleasure a man? Seeing you dance while getting naked would please me." I looked at her expectantly.

"That...that wasn't what I meant," she stammered, blushing deeper now.

"So for your Doms you would do humiliating things, let them degrade you with words and acts because it caught their jollies, and I guess thrilledyou, but I can't even get a dance?" I leaned forward. "That's rather disappointing."

Her chin came up. "I did those things because I needed to find out..."

"What?" I cut her off. "Find out if you could really submit torealmen? Let me clue you in, babe,realmen don't act that way. They aren't that limited.Realmen aren't one-trick ponies."

She stared at me and then at the floor. "I don't know how to dance that way," she whispered.

"Never been to a strip club?" I queried. "Well I guess you might not have. Surely you've seen videos of dancers, MTV, movies...something."

"It's not something I would pay attention to."

"What about just dancing? Like you'd do at a club?"

"That's different. There's music and...and nobody is watching me."

"Your partner wouldn't be watching you? I find that hard to believe. Gay guys dancing can't all be aboutVogueing.Don't you have any dance music?"

She turned to a bookshelf music system on shelves next to her dresser. An iPod was already docked and she pushed buttons and swiped until she found something. Turning the volume dial up, the pulsing hip-hop beat of Diana King's "Shy Guy" came from the speakers. I looked at her expectantly again, and she blushed but began swaying slowly as the infectious rhythm caught her. She closed her eyes, her legs and feet began to get into the act, stepping out and back in time to the music, getting into it, swaying and grinding as the chorus pounded out"Oh lord, have mercy, mercy, mercy...."

I stood quietly and moved in front of her as she began swirling her hips and her dress started to slide down her arms. Moving in time with her I began mirroring her sways and thrusts, I couldn't help myself, this was one of those songs you just had to dance to. Sensing me, Tee opened her eyes and nearly tripped in her surprise. But then she smiled and moved with and around me as she shimmied out of her dress and let it crumple to the floor. Stepping out of it she caught it with a toe and flung it towards an empty corner. I kept up my own rhythmic hip and shoulder rolls as she resumed her circular dance around me, my eyes roaming the creamy expanses of her skin not covered by the lace of her lingerie. Her fingers flowed up to the clasp at the front of her bra and she raised her arms as the two cups parted and she leaned forward. She brought her arms down in a long arc that ended with the bra sliding over her head and down her arms onto the floor. She twirled then and looked at me over her shoulder as she cross-stepped away from me in a strut that had me hardening in my jeans.

Spinning towards me again, she repeated her steps towards me while hooking her thumbs into the elastic waist band of her panties and began sliding them down over her hips until they were at her knees and she stopped, bent over, her hands flat against her knees, thumbs still hooked in the bunched lace, her head back and her gaze smoky under heavily lidded eyes. She paused in that pose for a moment until the chorus beat at her again then slid the flimsy undergarment off her feet and shoes. Stepping lightly towards me she held them out on one finger for me to examine until another downbeat came and she tossed them backwards over her shoulder. She stood still then as the song wound to its end, her shoulders rising and falling with the deep breaths she was taking in. Her chin came up again as she looked at me with a slight defiance.

"I thought you said you couldn't dance."

"That cheerleader I told you about, the one who was my girlfriend? I...I just sort of remembered one of her dance routines."

"It was very sexy," I smiled at her.

"And so, are you pleased?"

"Very much so," I murmured, taking her by her shoulders and pulling her face closer to mine. My lips sought hers and I took her mouth hard, our tongues tangling immediately as my hands dropped down to cup her ass and pull her groin into mine. She flinched for an instant at the pressure because she knew that I would feel that she was hard, but I didn't let her back off and wound my arms around her back as I kissed her even more deeply. Much too soon both of us needed to breathe so I pulled back first but leaned my forehead in against hers.

"This isn't going to be like last time, Tee." I whispered to her as I found her hands and brought them up between us, capturing them and her against me. "I'm going to show you how a real man loves his woman."

"But I'm not your woman...I'm...I'm..."

"You are for now, for this moment in time, you'remine."

I pressed my mouth over hers again to forestall any more protests. I ran my tongue into her mouth, twisting it around hers, taking from her lips, demanding that she acknowledge that she belonged to me. Letting her hands go, I returned mine to her back so I could again pull her close to me, in fact crushing her to me with my need to show her how much I wanted her. She moaned into my mouth and I ground my pelvis into hers, letting her know how hardIwas. We slid towards the bed, hands roaming, breaths and groans and whimpers sliding from between our lips as we tried to find our way onto the mattress. After what seemed to be way too many hungered open mouthed kisses and yet not nearly enough at the same time we tumbled onto the sheets of her bed, the covers thankfully absent. I rolled on top of her, pinning her beneath me, pushing up onto my elbows so I could look at her. She stared back, breathing hard, her eyes wide with anticipation and a little apprehension. I brought my knees up alongside her thighs and sat back on them and raising my torso upright so she could watch as I pulled off my shirt. I reached down after it was over my head and off, finding my buckle and undoing it. I kept my gaze on her face as I undid the button of my jeans, and slowly slid the zipper halfway down, then stopping. She bit down gently on her lower lip, her pupils dilated and I felt a smile playing at the corners of my mouth.

"That would be another thing that pleases me," I said to her. Tee's eyes widened then she blinked in confusion.

"Seeing his woman appreciate his body. Seeing what the sight of him does to her. A real man gets turned on by that." I told her as I rose above her to finish sliding my jeans down my legs. I dropped them over the side of the bed as I resumed my kneeling position. Once my cock had popped free from confinement she had whimpered then locked her eyes on it, seemingly mesmerized by the slight twitches as my heartbeat pulsed blood through it. I slid forward bringing myself up until I was hovering over her chest. I took her hands and locked them together in my left and held them over her head above the pillows. She watched as I leaned over her face, my cock-tip getting closer and closer to her lips but still tantalizingly out of reach. She stuck out her tongue, reaching for it but I held my position as she groaned in frustration.

"Ginooo...." Her plea seemed to wrap around my cock with all the lust she wanted to do with her tongue. She arched her neck so she could look at my face as I looked back and down at her.

"And this...would be more of my... pleasure," I rasped at her, feeling the tension build between us as I denied her for moments that dragged at my control. "Knowing how much you want me, how much you want me to take you, to take my pleasure in you.... But also knowing I want you fully aroused before I do."

I dipped my hips at her and she nearly bucked me off as she strained towards my cock head. I let her have a taste, a taste that nearly did me in as she started doing liquid unbelievable things with her tongue. I pulled away and wasn't sure who groaned louder in disappointment. She began twisting her hands in an attempt to free herself but I tightened my grip on them and let my gaze harden until she stilled and looked back at me apprehensively. I relented and dipped back in so she could have another taste and this time I let her swirl her magic around my sensitive nerve endings until my hips began to twitch with the beginnings of thrusts into her velvety wet mouth. Again I withdrew and this time she nearly screamed.

"Does your pleasure have to involve torturing me?" she asked plaintively.

"Yes, because at this point I'm not sure who I'm torturing more. And to be honest, your reactions are quite gratifying."

I smirked down at her as I lowered my hips again and felt the warmth of her mouth surround me and heard her moan as she sensed I wasn't going to pull away from her worship this time. She took me all the way in, swallowing as I dipped in, letting the spongy purple head of my cock slide into her throat. Her lips touched the skin at the base of my cock and nibbled as I flexed it in her throat, waiting to see if she gagged. She didn't but I slipped my cock back slightly so she could breathe and I heard her inhale through flared nostrils. I pushed back in, a little deeper this time and reveled in the feel of wet tightness around my cock. I held it until I felt her start to squirm and then pulled out until only my cock head remained trapped between her lips, feeling her need to breathe warring with her reluctance to let go of my cock. I slipped it slowly back in as she calmed and her wicked tongue again began to swipe and swirl around my tingling engorged flesh. I closed my eyes and concentrated on moving my cock just millimeters at a time into her welcoming throat muscles until I had mashed against her lips once more. I held there for brief seconds then began withdrawing just as slowly, wanting to establish my rhythm, my taking of her sweet mouth. She thrust her head up towards my groin, not wanting to relinquish her prize, wanting more speed, deeper thrusts, moreuseto be made of what she offered. I stopped with my cock halfway out of her mouth and looked at her as she blinked.

"My pace, Tee" I reminded her gently.

I slipped my cock back into her mouth and she gentled her sucking to match my slow thrusts. I watched her eyes close as she gave herself up to pleasing me, falling deeper into that place she craved, to be the receptacle for my lusts. I hoped she would feel that my lust was now desire, something beyond just the need to spill my orgasm into her, that she would feel that a real man would care that she peaked with him. That giving and receiving pleasure was so much better than being the masturbatory receptacle for some macho ditz. I closed my eyes and lifted my head up as her searing tongue danced on the underside of my stiff stalk as I began to slide into the oval of her lips faster, unable to hold back against her relentless mouthing. She began twisting her hands again and I realized she didn't want to free them, she wanted to touch me. I let go and her left palm found my tensed stomach muscles as her right came up to encircle my girth and jack the skin of my cock in counterpoint to the rhythm of her sweet glides over my cock head. She stroked me a few times then her fingers wandered to my balls which she cradled gently before stretching her forefinger farther back and gliding it back over the puckered skin of my anus. I groaned and flicked my hips forward, impaling her head against the pillow as the teasing touch inflamed my senses further. I wouldn't be able to stand this much longer if she kept up with this siren version of the sissy she strived to be. I felt her lips pull away from the surface of my cock as she tried to smile, savoring her small victory. I pulled back and then fucked into her mouth again, inflamed now and wanting nothing more than to rape her mouth until I spilled my load down her throat. She could sense it too and her suction increased. This was getting away from me and I had to take back control. I needed to show her my vision of arealman and I couldn't do that if I descended to the level that she seemed to want. I wasn't trying to change her wants or needs, just show her there was something else.

ButJesusher oral worship of my cock felt so good, and her hands were reaching around my ass to pull my groin down harder into her face. She sucked with abandon now, caught up in trying to make me come. I reached down and grabbed her hands and moved them off my ass as I slid back into my kneeling position. She started to protest until I flattened out over her again, covering her lips with mine. She reached around me and pulled me closer to her, grinding her mouth into mine. Our tongues worked and tangled against each other and hums of arousal came up out of her throat. I moved my hands down her body stroking lightly until I felt the skin of her thighs not covered by her nylons. I pulled her right leg up over my hip as I rolled us so that we were lying on our sides. She looked at me quietly as she felt my hand run over the smooth sheer material, roaming up past the bend of her knee and then over to the back of her thigh. I traced the ending lace band of the thigh highs back around to the front and then moved up closer to the apex between her legs. I watched her closely as my hand rubbed gently over the smooth skin and found her soft sac. Her eyes widened and her lips parted as my fingers encircled her hardness.

"It's not a nothing, Tee," I whispered. "You'renotjust a cunt to be used. Not just apussyto be bred. You deserve just as much pleasure as your real man. And here is where I can give it to you...through your clit, your boy-clit." I continued to stroke her straining cock-clit as she jerked in time to each touch. "I want you to come for me, as much as I want to come in you. A real man delights in making his woman come."

I slipped my hand from her clit and reached back between her cheeks, sliding my middle finger into the crevice and rubbed her ass-pussy. Tee gasped then hunched back against my finger. I removed my hand and brought my finger up to my mouth and stuck it in coating it generously with my saliva. Reaching back down between us I slipped it back into place moistening her entrance. Her breathing increased as I increased the pressure against her crinkled hole. The tip delved in and as she opened she grasped my shoulders as she arched her neck back at the same time forcing her asspussy over my finger with one sudden back thrust. Her heat was incredible as I felt the clasping soft walls of her rectum grab at my finger. She shuddered as I held my finger up in her. Then she grabbed my face and plastered her mouth to mine as she began grinding her ass over my hand. I kissed her back until she reared back for air, chanting little entreaties.