Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 18:52:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bill and Ann Part 13

I am an older married man who has dated many cross dressers and transgender
women over the years.  At first it was a kinky "walk and the wild side" but
over time I came to really have feelings for the person, and that became
more important than the intimacy we had.  The movie "Soldier's Girl" was
very moving and helped me realize that I really wanted to LOVE a
transgender woman.

I have had several truly wonderful loving relationships, and have come to
believe that if I knew what I know now when I was young, I would have
married a transgender woman.  This series is a fantasy in which I imagine
what that life might have been like.  It is set in the late 1960's, when I
was a teen.  –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)


Bill and Ann Part 13

I had the opportunity to talk with Melissa, who referred me to her doctor,
Dr. Jaffey.  She had been seeing him for many years and was satisfied with
his competency and discretion.  I was anxious to tell Ann and Helen.

After school I stopped at Ann's house.  Helen met me at the door and
invited me in.  She explained that Ann was taking a bath and would join us
when she was finished.  We walked into the living room and Helen reminded
me to remove my pants.  I did so, and Helen removed her panties, and handed
them to me.

As I did yesterday, I pressed them to my face and inhaled her aroma.  Helen
chucked, amused by my action.  "Mom," I said, "I really appreciate how
fresh you were yesterday.  It makes it a pleasure to go down on you."

"I will always try to be fresh for you, dear boy – and the pleasure was
ALL MINE," Helen responded.

"I did want to ask you about the way you kissed Ann from behind – is
that something men usually do with a transgendered girl?" she asked.

"Most transgender girls are very anal-erotic, which I really like, so they
enjoy it," I replied, "On the other hand, most men won't do such a thing,
which makes my efforts especially appreciated."

"It doesn't sound like something most men would want to do," Helen said,
"Why do you do it?"

"I do it because I want to give Ann the very best pleasure I can," I said,
"Frankly, I never even considered if I should do it or not."

"She certainly enjoyed it," Helen stated, "Do genetic women like it as
well?"

"Some do, but most consider it taboo," I replied, "many think it is
disgusting."

Helen replied, "That is what I thought initially, but soon changed my mind
when I saw how you and Ann were so enthusiastic about it.  What if Ann
wasn't clean?"

"I didn't even think of that.  Most transgender girls do a lot to be
squeaky clean, and Ann certainly is.  If she wasn't, I suppose I'd have to
deal with it, but I don't let that get in the way of pleasuring her."

"Would you do that for me?" asked Helen.

I was surprised by her question, and hesitated.

"I'm sorry to put you in such a position, dear boy," she replied, "I have
no business asking you to kiss my fat ass."

"I wouldn't say that at all – not without taking a good look for
myself," I joked.

Taking me up on it, Helen came right up to me, turned, lifted her skirt and
bent over, pushing her ass to my face.

I didn't anticipate that, but acted quickly. I pressed my face to her crack
and gave a quick lick.  Startled, Helen jumped.

"Of course I'll do it, Mom," I responded, "Did you want me to now?"

"No," she said, "not now – I was just broaching the subject and didn't
expect you to go this far."

"Ok," I said, "we'll do it another time.  By the way, your ass isn't fat –
in fact I really like it.  The 'nice' word for the activity is 'rimming',
but I have no qualms about kissing your ass."

"Rimming is a much nicer way to describe it – I look forward to your
rimming me one day soon," Helen said.

"You might not like it all that much, but I'll do my best for you," I said.

Helen took her place next to me and put her hand in my shorts.  "I really
like that," I said, "and feel blessed to have two wonderful ladies who love
doing it."

Helen continued, smiling and knowing that as she held my cock, she also
held my complete attention.

"I wanted to tell you that I have a lead on a doctor for Ann," I said.

"Let's wait for Ann and you can tell us both," Helen replied.

She had me fully hard and pulled me out of the shorts.  I told her that she
did a great job of arousing me, and if she stopped for a time and then
continued, she could keep me aroused as long as she wanted – otherwise I
would cum and have to rest a bit.  Helen backed off and later resumed.
"Don't you want to cum?" asked Helen.

"I'm not turning that down, but if you milk me so vigorously I'll be spent
instead of aroused," I explained.

Helen agreed, and quickly learned how to keep me on the edge instead of
going over it.

Ann joined us, looking radiant.  She walked over to me and kissed me.  She
took my cock from Helen's hand and said, "I want you paying attention to ME
when we kiss!"

"You have my undivided attention, my love," I said.

Ann sat beside me and my two ladies took turns fondling me.

I told them about Dr. Jaffey, and how I can called him and inquired about
his taking a new transgender woman, mentioning Melissa's referral.  I was
told that he already had over twenty transgender patients and was pretty
busy, but could take one more, especially a friend of Melissa.

One of the best parts was that he was also an endocrinologist, so he really
understood the hormones and how they work within the body.  He said that
since Ann was under-aged, her mother would have to call for an appointment.

Ann had been taking hormones for several years, but not under the care of a
doctor.  I was concerned about her not being under a doctor's care, because
I knew that if the dosage was wrong, she could sustain kidney damage or
even death.  Ann had assured me that she was taking a very low, "safe"
dose, but I was still nervous about it.

Helen agreed that she would call and make an appointment, and that I should
plan to accompany them.  I thanked her, and she said, "You may not be
engaged yet, but Ann is betrothed to you; you have acted like a husband,
and you belong at her side as much as possible."

It was wonderful to be viewed this way, and I was glad that they wanted to
see Dr. Jaffey.

I needed to get home, so I excused myself.  After Ann kissed me, Helen
whispered, "How about a little preview of what you will be doing for me?"
She walked to the couch and leaned over the arm, lifting her skirt above
her full pretty buns.

Ann looked surprised, but I positioned myself behind Helen and dropped to
my knees.  I kissed each cheek and then spread them apart.  I brought my
lips to her rosebud, kissed and then extended my tongue into her.  Helen
squealed with delight, and I gave her two more licks before pulling back.

I stood up and said, "I'll do a more complete job next time."

As I reached the door, Ann said quietly, "Looks like Mom and I need to
talk!"

I kissed her again and departed.



To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)