Date: Wed, 6 Feb 2008 09:24:12 -0800 (PST) From: Mark Stephens <sunspots2008@yahoo.com> Subject: Ronnie's Girl "Ronnie collapses forward on top of me and starts to lick his cum off my face; I implore him to share it with me. He lifts up slightly and scoops cum off my stomach and tongues that into his mouth. Then he presses his lips to mine and we snowball our conjoined essence and swallow somewhat equal shares. We continue to kiss and then Ronnie rolls off me and we cuddle together, face-to-face, cock-to-cock, our hands massaging each other's ass. Then we drift off to sleep. In my dreams I see myself submitting to Ronnie as he makes love to me. This weekend I have truly been Ronnie's girl." I found a lot of guys who wanted to be Ronnie's girl and I thought I would share some of their stories with you while Ronnie and I try to decide what to do for Valentine's Day. What are you doing for Valentine's Day? I hope you are sharing something special, with someone special. Snuggle and enjoy indoor activities with that special guy. According to Punxsutawney Phil, you have 6 more weeks of winter to enjoy indoor activities. Part 4: "Though the looking glass" Mark, I love your story because I love the feel of a man's hairy, muscular body, the smells, feels, tastes of him, his cock, balls, his cum; his cock in my mouth, balls bouncing on my chin, hot creamy cum filling my mouth - the smells, feel, taste of all that. I may go even further than you. I love cock in my ass, cum too, but so not safe today. I am looking forward to more of your stories. This one was good for me enjoying good ole' four fingers and thumb, the other thumb, some fingers up my lubed hole. I was first with a man in his 20s when I was 14, but that is my story. Ever since then I have loved all I tell you I love. Good. Please write more. Your descriptions sound so real to me. ****************************************************************************** Thanks Mark. I look forward to reading your story. I agree with you... the smell of a guy is such a huge fucking turn on Wow! What a wonderful story. It was tasteful, erotic, and sexy. I felt like Ronnie was making love to me and making me a girl. It was inspiring ****************************************************************************** Mark: You are hot! Your questions got to me. I have only written about 6 times in 9 years to authors, ones whose stories really got me hot and I couldn't shake out of my mind (4 in the Trans section, and two in the gay section). I'm 43, fit but not muscular and I am still technically a virgin (I mean I have vibrators and dildos, but still have not been with a man). I'm married, but since 13, I have often dressed en femme and wanted to be a girl. Even when I'm not en femme, 95% of all my masturbation is focused on being a man's submissive "bitch." So, yes, I would love to be your girl. I have never had a man ask that before, and it felt so nice to read that this morning. OMG! It feels so good. You are amazing. No one has ever responded like you. I am nervous, but would love to suck your cock and get my pussy wet for you. Climb on you and straddle your cock, lower myself down and ride it. Then after awhile, you grip my hips and manhandle me, letting me know you are in control. I am your girlfriend, your slut, and your bitch. You take my virgin hole, cream inside it and I wait for it to leak out, scoop it up in my fingers and taste it. I smile at you and collapse from the excitement. My ears, I think of a man kissing my ears all the time. Yes, I did masturbate to your story "Ronnie's girl." It was one of the reasons I wrote to you. You said: What do you want me to do with you as we make love? I say: take charge and surprise me. U said: Where do you want us to be at the time? Do you want to be in your hometown or should we meet at a resort or hotel? I say: Anywhere you prefer. U said: What do you like to wear? I say: I love dresses, skirts, black lace blouses. Thigh high hose and body stockings. I love 4-5 inch heels and pumps. Yes, I love to wear make-up. I also love long nightgowns, satin and baby dolls too. Sometimes, I love to wear corsets, with thigh high stockings, heels, and long gloves with a chocker around my neck. Yes, my boy clitty is very hard. You are so hot, hoovering my ass-pussy and my cock. I can feel you licking my cockette, making me beg for more. You fuck me hard, making me squeal like a wild woman. After shooting your load in my pussy, I take my cock, and pretend it is my strap-on and for the first time, fuck a man. After I cum, I must obey you and clean the sperm from your ass, so I lick it as its leaks out. I knew I'd be off work today, so I made an appointment at the beauty salon for a full body wax, manicure and pedicure. I walk in and they get me settle in my room. A woman in her 30s comes in and preps me. She is nice asking me lots of questions why? Was it charity a dare? I finally tell her the truth, because it feels like girl talk. I tell her I have been transformed by a man, from being a married man, to having a boyfriend who has made me want to be a girl. She doesn't judge and begins to remove the hair form my body so I can be as smooth as possible. It hurts a little, but since I know the reason, I am excited. After I'm done, she has left me a small patch above my little cock. After the manicure and pedicure, I pay my fees. I then go home and put on some black panties and black thigh highs and I then go to the tattoo parlor to get the other surprise. I have a small pink butterfly put between my shoulder blades. After wards, I go home and get my clothes. The wife is gone for the weekend, so I cook you a dinner while also getting dressed. I put on a Burgundy corset and panties. I leave on my thigh highs that have a three inch lace top. I put on my Burgundy pumps. I put on a full foundation, maroon lipstick, bronze eye Shadow and some blush. I select my long brunette wig. While waiting, I have pre-cum leaking into my panties. I lick some off my fingers and giggle. I'm so excited awaiting your return. ****************************************************************************** Hi! Despite my feminine name I'm a male, a cross dresser. I realized at a very tender age that I wasn't created like everybody else. At the age of 7, in first grade, I noticed that when we undressed in gym class my little willie got rock hard as soon as I saw the other boys in the nude. Since no one else got hard I drew the conclusion that it wasn't as it should be, and I tried to hide my little boner from sight. It didn't point slightly upwards like most boys, but it stood up vertically, flat against my lower belly as if it wanted to show the whole world what state I was in. It was also very hard, twice as big as in the soft state and so engorged that the skin was almost glossy. Once it got hard it could stay hard as long as I wanted it to be (in fact longer, because it took several minutes for it before it started to deflate). When I reached my 11th year I discovered that women's underwear had a similar effect on me, especially stockings and garter belt. I often saw my mum and older sister dressed in lingerie and it took just a few seconds before that naughty thing down there swelled up and started pointing north, accompanied by a beautiful throbbing and prickling feeling. I felt an increasing urge to try wearing stockings myself, and one day I sneaked into my sister's room when she was out. I rummaged through her drawers and found a pair of stockings and a frilly garter belt which I snatched and brought back to my own room. I locked the door, stripped naked and fastened the garter belt around my waist. In less than five seconds I had the hardest erection of my life, and when I fastened the garter clips and stretched the stockings tight the throbbing in my penis literally echoed through my head. I swooned and felt like the happiest person in the whole world, and also the horniest! I started stroking my thighs, feeling the glossy, smooth nylon under my fingers. Then I pressed my thighs together and felt a "slippery" feeling when they rubbed against each other with a faint whispering sound. My heart beat like a jackhammer and I just had to touch my throbbing penis. I was brand new to masturbation, and I had never jacked off before, mainly because no one had ever told me how to do it! As I touched it beautiful feelings of lust rushed through my penis and spread through my entire body. I skinned back (uncut!) and touched the little pink head repeatedly, and soon a strange tickling sensation that I never felt before started to spread through my groin. I spread my legs and started to caress my thigh with my left hand while my right hand stimulated my swelling little cockhead. Suddenly the strange tickle increased to a level almost unbearable and I felt like I just had to pee, but I couldn't! Then it happened! Wave after wave of sheer animalistic lust shot through my body each wave accompanied by a contraction in my butt and my shaft. Over and over again my penis jerked and twitched and it felt so beautiful that it went black before my eyes. My hips started bucking and thrusting totally out of will's control, and the only thing that still existed in my mind was the feeling of the stockings and the overwhelming rushes of sexual lust in my penis. I went into orbit! When I landed, seemingly several minutes later I was totally exhausted. What was this? Nobody had ever told me about things like jerking off or orgasms, and for a second I was a little scared. But with the child's logic I assumed that a feeling so beautiful couldn't be harmful. I was still fully erect and decided to "go for a second". In less than a minute I reached another brain-splitting dry climax, and went off to another encounter with the moon and the stars. I'm sure that I could have had even more orgasms because I was still erect, but I rose from my bed and took off the stockings and the halter, returning them to my sister's drawer before she returned home and took me red-handed. I dressed and went to the living room to watch some TV, but the thoughts stayed in my mind, and I was soon hard again. Now I knew a new source of fun and pleasure, and I also knew that my penis wasn't just for peeing. A week later I went swimming in the municipal bathhouse. The locker- and shower rooms were full of men and boys in all ages, and of course I was stiff as a rock! This time I wasn't scared of showing myself to others, so I ran around with my woody standing up like glued to my belly. Suddenly I noticed a young man looking at me. He had a large cock and suddenly it started to swell. He took a towel, swept it around his waist and started off to the toilet. It was the first time I had seen another male's penis on the way to full erection, so I got curious and followed after him. There he was, standing at the urinal and I took place right beside him. I peeked in the corner of my eye, and then I saw his now fully erect member. It was huge! He could with ease hold it with both hands and I believe it must have been at least 9" long with a suitable girth! When he saw that I was looking he let go of it and I saw it point up around 45 degrees slightly bobbing in sync with his heartbeats. He smiled at me and took my hand putting it on his penis and I felt the immense massive girth and the stiffness. No way could my fingers reach around his shaft, just the shiny helmet would fill my whole palm! My own little willie throbbed like crazy and when he stretched his hand out and took it between his fingers my knees buckled from the sensations radiating from it. Having another male touch my penis was like opening the gates of Heaven. He dragged me to one of the cubicles; we went in and locked the door. He lifted me up and when our boners were at level I could feel his against mine. Another rush of lust shot through my penis when they touched and I started to wiggle my hips and rub my shaft against his. He told me to spread my thighs a little. He put his rock hard cock between them and I could feel it all the way under my sack and under my butt. I squeezed my thighs together gently, feeling like I sat on a branch of living man-meat. His sparse pubic bush tickled my dick in a very sexy way, and I felt the familiar tickle start to build up deep inside my butt and spreading out into my rock hard boner. He started to move his hips back and forth, fucking me between my thighs and I could also feel him flexing his cock repeatedly, giving me shudders of lust and delight. He held me in his arms, tightly hugging me, and I loved the feeling skin-to-skin. I was rapidly approaching an orgasm, and I let out moans of lust, thus boosting the man's own arousal. His thrusts became longer, harder and faster. His precum had made me very slick between the thighs and now I squeezed harder. Suddenly he gave out a moan, his lips met mine and I was for the first time in my life pashed by another male. His body went rigid as a plank, he shook and shuddered and I felt his enormous penis jerk over and over again. I could hear a soft splattering sound behind me when he ejaculated hard spewing semen all over the place. That was about all I could take. I dry-cummed hard, and while we still was lip-locking and tongue-wrestling I sailed away on an ocean of lust. I was so happy, and I felt love for the man who so gently took my virginity. Now I was sure! I was into men, and nothing else. The following years were a cavalcade of men and boys, new sensations every time! I learned how to suck cock, and I also found out that I liked to be butt-fucked. Within short I saw myself as a 100% bottom, and I nurtured the feminine side of myself. In high school I started visiting a club for trannies wearing skirts and dresses and, of course the frilliest lingerie available. I had never problems getting laid and I never regret for one single minute my encounter with the man in the bath house at 11. My sex life started there, and it still goes on uninterrupted! Well, that's the story about my sexual awakening! I know, I was early, but I liked it that way. I have fond memories of my growing up as a sexual being and I would never wish to have it undone! ***************************************************************************** LOVED your NIFTY story. I am a gay bottom, living with my boyfriend. I answer all your questions below: Do you enjoy being fucked, being a bottom, taking the role of the girl? Yes, very much. My lover considers me his "wife". You know all straights want to know who the girl in every gay relationship is. In your gay relationships did one guy take the role of the girl all the time or did you vary the roles often? 100% of the time I am the girl. Are you more satisfied after anal or oral sex? Anal. I love long, deep penetration, no condom, my pussy full of cum afterwards. Pure heaven. Which position do you prefer when engaging in anal sex? I like when Mike is behind me. Have you ever "rimmed" someone? Did you like it? Did he like it? Have you been "rimmed"? Did you like it? I rim him whenever he wants. He does me every time we fuck. He's an artist with his tongue. Are you a good cocksucker? Is it all about you or do you try hard at pleasing your partner? I am a very good cocksucker. It's all about pleasing him. Do you like the taste of cum? Does your diet alter the taste of your cum? Does the scent of cum turn you on? Mike's cum is plentiful, warm and not too salty. I like it. Manly smells put me in heat. Has anyone ever commented on the smell of cum in your car or home, or even on your clothes, in your hair, or on your breath? Have you ever smelled cum in someone else's car, home or on them? Did you say anything or just smirk at the little secret you uncovered? I blew a guy on our second date once. I came home and my roommate said I smelled like cum. And my roommate at the time that said I smelled like cum was gay. We actually ended up living as lovers for awhile later on. I'll never forget him, incredible curve to his uncut dick. I'm in love right now. It was established the first time we met who was masculine and who is the more "feminine". What makes it work SOOO good is that he is 100% top and I am 100% bottom. He is hung so much bigger than any boyfriend I ever had before. Should Mark and Ronnie continue? If you cannot be with that special guy on Valentine's Day, will you masturbate thinking of him? Have you every engaged in phone sex or IM sex?