Date: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 21:19:39 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bill and Ann Part 24

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 24

After a three more days I was finding that the thrill of playing with
Marsha was fading, and my longing for Ann continued to grow.

Each day Marsha asked me to take another one of her friends for a ride, and
each time it was the same drill – they took off their panties and sat
close to me while I fingered them to climax.

I suppose some guys would have been thrilled to be with so many girls, but
this was starting to get old.

As I arrived at school I was approached by Nancy, a buxom girl with a
nicely rounded ass.  I really didn't know her, but had more than once
admired her ample ass.  "Hi Bill," she said, "I'd love to have you make me
smile!"

"I'm not sure what you mean," I said, a little confused.

"Give it some thought," Nancy said, "it may come to you.  If it does, and
you change your mind, I'll be around."

I smiled at her and we went our separate ways.  I wondered if she somehow
new about the rides I had been giving.

Marsha joined me and I told her of the strange encounter with Nancy.  She
said that it was strange, but I shouldn't give it much thought.

Next Ann approached me and she looked really upset.  "Are you doing this to
get back at me?" Ann demanded.

"I don't know what you mean," I replied, "but I would never hurt you."

"Oh?" countered Ann, "then what's the message on the girl's room wall
about?"

"I don't know what you mean," I said, "what message?"

"Take a ride with Bill and come back with a smile," she said.

"I don't know what that's about," I said, "but that's not my idea, and I'm
going to get to the bottom of it!"  I looked at Marsha who suddenly looking
embarrassed, and looked away from me.

I confronted Marsha, "I think this has your name written all over it –
now tell me what is going on!"

"I'm so sorry, Bill," she blurted out, "it was supposed to be just in fun."

"How would you feel," I asked, "if there was a message that said, 'for a
good time see Marsha' on the boy's room wall?"

"Please forgive me," she continued, "I'll go clean it off today."

"Ok," I replied, "tell me when it's gone."

I went to class with a lot on my mind.  Being apart from Ann was driving me
crazy.  I have been having what seemed like a lot of fun with a few other
girls, but that paled in comparison to Ann, and it looked like it was
starting to make trouble for me.  I had heard of girls having a bad
reputation, but never thought I would start to get a reputation.

Women were certainly complicating my life, so I just tried to focus on
class and put them out of my mind for a time.  Still, from time to time I
found myself thinking about Nancy.  Now I knew what she meant, and was
asking me to take her for a ride.  I thought about her large breasts and
wondered if she had large suckable nipples.  Nancy was a big girl, but I
found her attractive.  I decided that I would approach Nancy.

At lunch time I looked around and spotted Nancy.  I approached her and
invited her to have lunch with me.  She agreed and we sat down together
with our lunch trays.  "Have you given more thought to our discussion?" she
asked.

"Yes, and I now know what this is about," I said, and asked, "How many
places is it written?"

"Just one stall wall," Nancy replied, "So I guess I'm out of luck, huh?"

"I know who put it there, and they promised to remove it," I said, "but I
would like to explore the possibilities."

"I know I'm not real popular," Nancy said, "Most guys don't like fat girls.
I've never had a boy's hands on me, and really wonder what it would be
like.  It was wrong for me to approach you."

"Your approach was not welcomed," I said, "but now I'm thinking differently
about it.  I'm not like other boys, and I do find a curvy girl like you
attractive.  I would like to put my hands on you, if you are still
interested."

Nancy smiled broadly and said, "If you are serious about this, we could go
to my house after school – we will have it to ourselves."

We agreed to meet after school and I would drive her home.

We finished lunch and went to our afternoon classes.  I had difficulty
focusing on school work because I kept thinking about Nancy.

After school I met Nancy at the front door and we walked to my car.  After
getting into my car Nancy asked, "So how does this ride work?"

"This is not that kind of ride," I said, "just sit next to me and tell me
how to get to your house."

Nancy slid next to me and put a hand on my leg.  Gradually she moved her
hand to between my legs.  I spread my legs to welcome her approach.  Nancy
rubbed me and felt me hardening.  As she continued to rub me, I could see
from her face that she was really enjoying it.  We arrived at Nancy's house
and she observed, "Your pants are bulging – we better get you inside
soon."

Nancy led me inside and proceeded to undress me.  Soon I was completely
naked, which seemed a bit strange, given that Nancy still had all her
clothing on.  Nancy grasped my cock and handled it, and examined me
closely.  It may have been the first time she had seen a real cock.

She dropped to her knees and drew close to me, gently kissing my cock, and
then licking the head.  She took me into her mouth and sucked a little
awkwardly, but it felt great.  As she became more comfortable, her sucking
improved, and I was afraid I might cum in her mouth, which might freak her
out.

"Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I asked.

Nancy pulled off me and stood up, saying, "I kind of do, but I'm not sure
if I would like it."

I took Nancy by the hands and help her up, bringing her mouth to me and
kissed her.  I replied, "You shouldn't until you really want it."

As I kissed her on the lips I decided to take things slow, since this was
all new to her.  I felt Nancy's tongue parting my lips, and our tongues
touched each other, and I felt Nancy begin to breathe faster.

I reached to unbutton her blouse, but Nancy stopped me, saying "You don't
really want to see me naked – I don't want to gross you out!"

I pulled Nancy close to me and said, "I certainly do and expect you to
share yourself with me as I've shared with you."  I kissed her deeply,
holding her.

Nancy took hold of my cock and led me to the bedroom, saying, "Okay, but
I've warned you."

I removed Nancy's blouse and then her bra, freeing her large breasts.  As I
had hoped, she had beautiful large nipples.

I took one of her nipples into my mouth and gently sucked, feeling Nancy
sigh with growing arousal.  When her nipple had hardened I switched to the
other nipple and sucked it to hardness.  Her nipples reminded me of Helen's
large nipples, and then I found myself thinking about Ann again.

It was really inconvenient to be thinking of Ann when I was sucking another
half naked woman.  I couldn't very well stop now, so I reached down and
pulled Nancy's skirt off, and then her panties.  I ran my hands over her
ample cheeks and kissed her lips again.

I guided Nancy to the bed and lay down next to her, placing my hand on her
pussy.  Nancy spread her legs as I slipped two fingers into her, wetting
and obtaining the lubrication to massage her clitty.  I moved to her clitty
and massaged it while continuing to kiss her.  Nancy moaned passionately,
clearly loving all that was happening to her.  Soon she climaxed, and I
held her closely.

"Could you love a girl like me?" asked Nancy.

"Yes, I could," I replied, "but my heart belongs to Ann"

"I understand," said Nancy, "You and Ann seem so right for each other –
I hope Ann comes to her senses soon.  Thank you for what you have done for
me.  I wish you could be my boyfriend, but I'll settle for the wonderful
time you have shown me."

We talked for a while and I asked if this was Nancy's first climax, which
it was.  I showed her how she could bring herself to climax any time she
wanted, and she was thrilled with that revelation."

We washed up and got dressed and Nancy said, "I want to be your friend Bill
– no obligation – I just want to know one boy."  I agreed, not
knowing how this would play out.  I left and went home.

I felt good about being with Nancy, knowing that I had done something very
nice for her, but wishing it had been with Ann.

The next morning I saw Marsha, who hurried to approach me, saying, "I
cleaned the message off the wall, so nobody else will see it."

"Thank you," I said.

"So I am forgiven?" Marsha asked.

"Yes," I said, "but I need to take a few days off to get my mind clear."

"You really haven't gotten over Ann yet," she said, "she must be very
special."

"Yes, she is," I replied, "and I just really don't feel right about being
with other girls.  Marsha, you are really nice, and I like being with you,
but I just can't get Ann out of my mind."

"Take your time," said Marsha, "Maybe Ann will realize what she has given
up, but if not, I'll be here."

After that, I stayed away from girls for the next week.


To be continued . . .

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

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