Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2005 07:13:42 -0800 (PST)
From: Sasha Steele <sashasteelecfw@yahoo.com>
Subject: Booty Banging at Mardi Gra -  Three

Booty Banging at Mardi Gra - Three
by Sasha Steele

    Monday, Del had something on, so Tori didn't see
her that day. He slept late, ate a leisurely brunch,
then got on his bathing suite and hung around the
pool-spa all afternoon.

    Tori wore his black two piece bikini bathing
suite. The spandex trunks were French-cut. The waist
band pulled up high over his fleshy pubis mound, right
up under the overhang of the fat gut that protruded
several inches out in front of him. The waist band ran
up on a slight angle along the sides of his gut, over
the swell of his hips and crossed Tori's backside
above his big round ass cheeks.

    Viewed from behind, Tori's hips were wider than
his waist. The seat of his bikini bottoms rose in a V
to his hips. The material back there sank deep in the
crevice between the globes of his huge ass. The
cock-pouch, with its precious cargo, formed a crescent
in a downward turn the straightened toward the tip of
his cock.

    Tori's black bikini top featured tight smallish
cups that encased his fleshy little man tits. The
shoulder straps were thin and attached to the rear
strap half way down his smooth back.

    He had on Black Italian sandals with five inch
heels. The straps did up over his ankles. The high
heels lent shape to his long smooth legs that had
gotten a bit heavy in the upper thigh area.

    Over top of his bikini Tori wore a long
front-buttoned black sweater that looked like a casual
dress. The top buttons were open showing the fine
black necklace he had on and some of his black bikini
bra. The bottom buttons of the long light-weight
sweater were also open showing his long legs when he
sat with them crossed or when they flashed in the
opening as he walked.

    Tori's shoulder length blond hair was pulled back
in a tight ponytail that stuck out the back. He wore
dark makeup, dark nail polish, lipstick, jewelry,
sunglasses, and carried a small black shoulder bag as
he had no intention of swimming or working out. Tori
was just, more or less, cruising.

    Tori took off his sweater and sunned himself for a
short time, then put it back on (left open), and sat
at the outdoor bar. Sitting on a bar stool with his
legs crossed provocatively, Tori had ate a snack and
drank a few beers when a well-muscled guy sat down
beside him and started to chat him up.

    The guy, Michael was his name, was hot. He was
straight and not cross-dressed like Tori, but seemed
nice and he had an open mind. Michael was in New
Orleans on business and staying in the hotel until
Wednesday - same as Tori.

    They chatted over drinks for an hour or so. Tori
was feeling a bit tipsy and needed to pee rather
badly, but didn't excuse himself to go to the toilet.
When drinking it made Tori feel naughty to hold his
pee until he was desperate, especially in front of
strangers. It also made him feel aroused.

    Feeling that he was getting nowhere with Michael,
and un able to hold it much longer, Tori said good by
and headed to his room. He did up the middle buttons
on his sweater and wondered if Michael noticed that he
was aroused. They shook hands and Tori hurried away.
He needed desperately to pee, and desperately desired
to wet his bikini bottoms - after which Tori would lay
on his bed and jerk off.

    Finding a secluded spot Tori set his purse in
large  planter, lifted the open bottoms of his long
sweater out of the way, and spreading his legs apart
leaned forward by bending at the hips and knees. Tori
brought pressure to bare on his bladder. He felt heat
at the tip of his cock. It felt so damn good to pee
with a semi hardon, and pee his pants in a swanky
hotel.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh," Tori sighed as the heavy stream
rushed through his bikini bottoms splashing on the
floor between his shoes. Tori smiled as he finished
his panty piss, which had caused a large puddle to
form. He finished, stood up, looked around to be sure
he wasn't seen, and fixing his sweater walked away.

    In the elevator Tori couldn't help touching his
cock so that by the time he entered his room Tori had
a full blown erection. He dropped his sweater to the
floor, looked at himself in the full-length mirror,
and liked what he saw.

    Tori placed his hands under his protruding gut,
feeling his soft fat. He ran a hand under it and along
the smooth spandex material covering his hard cock.
Tori was about to take his cock out when someone
knocked on his door.

    "Yes," Tori yelled through the door.

    "Tori. It's Michael."

    "Just a minute." Tori picked up his sweater
holding it in front of him. He hooked the dead bolt
and opened the door a crack.

    "Hi," Michael said. "You left your purse in the
planter." He held it up. He must have followed Tori,
watched him piss his pants.

    Tori flipped the dead bolt and opened the door to
retrieve his purse. Michael handed it over. "I was
wondering," Michael said, "if I could take you out for
dinner tonight."

    "Oh. And me wearing a dress and heels wouldn't
bother you?"

    "I think you're attractive."

    "Just attractive?"

    "Very attractive. Extremely attractive."

    "Hmmmm. You say the nicest things, Michael. You
had better come in." Michael stepped in and Tori
closed the door. Tori was still holding the long
sweater in front of him. He toss it on the bed
exposing himself. "Tell me more," Tori said.

    Michael regarded his new acquaintance - Tori, a
fat transvestite with an amorous bulge in his bikini
bottoms. "I think you're sexy," Michael said. He took
hold of Tori's arms drawing him close. "And
desirable." They kissed.

    Michael ran his hand down the crescent bulge in
Tori's bikini panties. Tori's cock was getting harder
and beginning to rise again to its full height.

    "Mmmmmmmmm," Tori said. "You like my cock?"

    "I like your cock," Michael said. Michael was hard
too. They embraced, pressing their hardness into one
another as they kissed deeply.

    Tori stepped back. His ten inch cock, now fully
erect and tenting his bikini bottoms straight out. He
hooked his thumbs in the waist band and pulled them
down onto his thighs causing his cock to bounce. "You
want to suck it," Tori said as he stroked himself.

    "Yes," Michael said, "I want to suck you're cock."

    "Take off your clothes," Tori said, "Let's see
your body."

    Michael tore off his clothes and stood naked in
front of Tori. His masculine body was strong and
muscular, his erect cock not quite as large as Tori's
but it was beautiful. He stepped close to Tori. They
embraced. Their naked erections met. They kissed.

    Tori got on the bed, lifted his legs and took his
bikini bottoms, which had been pulled down on to his
thighs, to below his his knees. Michael pulled the
bottoms over Tori's Italian sandals with the five inch
heels. Tori lay back on the bed with his legs spread
and gently stroked his cock. "Make love to me,
Michael," he said.

    Michael got on the bed positioning himself between
Tori's spread legs. He lay on top of Tori, but didn't
put all his weight on him. Just enough so that their
hardons were in contact - balls on balls and shaft on
shaft. Michael rocked back and forth making love cock
to cock with Tori.

    Michael kissed Tori on the lips. Then slowly he
moved his face down Tori's heavy-set body paying
attention to his flabby man tits still in their bikini
bra top, his fat gut, fleshy pubis mound, and finally
his rock-hard cock. Kneeling back, Michael took Tori's
throbbing erection in hand and began to masturbate
him, which made the turned-on transvestite squirm.

    "Suck it," Tori whispered.

    Michael opened his mouth taking Tori's cock deep
in to his throat. Tori placed his hands on Michaels
head  applying gentle pressure as he undulated his
hips in rhythm with the movement of Michaels' head.
With each stroke Michael's tongue licked the bottom of
Tori's shaft, his nose nudged Tori's bald fat pubis
mound, and his chin touched upon Tori's smooth
hairless scrotum as Tori's cock slid in and out of
Michael's mouth.

    Gradually Michael brought Tori to a climax. On the
verge of cumming Tori pressed more firmly on Michael's
head and undulated his hips more quickly. Now he was
more like fucking Michael's mouth than passively being
sucked off.

    Tori felt a heat build up on the underside of his
shaft at the tip just below the cock-head, like an
itch that begged to be scratched. He arched lifting
his thick hips and at the same time pulled Michael's
head into him, holding him there. Tori's burning cock
was buried deep in Michael's throat. He held it there
for what seemed like a long moment, then it exploded.

    "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Tori came
in a torrent, spraying jets of hot cum into the back
of Michael's throat. Tori came a half a dozen times
then loosened his hold and let his hips slump back
onto the bed.

    Michael took hold of Tori's cock removing it from
his mouth. He licked the cock-head clean, licked down
the shaft and around Tori's scrotum. Tori lifted his
legs, holding them up with his hands so that Michael
could get at his ass. Then moaned as Michael ran his
tongue behind his balls and along his pink sphincter.
Michael grasped Tori's fat ass cheeks, spread them
with his thumbs to open him and inserted his tongue.

    "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Tori hummed when Michael's
tongue entered him.

    With his legs raised Tori's fat pubis resembled a
flabby cunt with a cock and balls growing out of it.
Tori let go of his legs and placed his hands on back
on Michael's head. He ran his long painted fingernails
through Michael's short cropped black hair. Tori drew
air through his teeth making a hissing sound as
Michael tongue fucked his ass.

    "Mmmmmmm. Fuck me. Mmmmmmmm. I want you to fuck
me," Tori moaned.

    Michael got on his knees. Taking hold of Tori's
lower legs. He pressed them back and brought his cock
to Tori's waiting hole. Michael entered, shoving his
cock deep inside Tori's rectum. Michael let go of
Tori's legs. He placed his hands on the bed bracing
himself in an arched position. Michael's hips
undulated between Tori's spread legs, the muscles in
his arms and back wreathed, his round muscular buns
undulated and his muscular abs smacked against Tori's
soft fat as Michael fucked him.

    Tori explored the muscles in Michael's arms with
his soft hands. Michael's cock was no where near as
big as Del's, but it felt good in Tori's ass.
Michael's strokes quickened. He became more
aggressive. And Tori knew that Michael was going to
cum. Then Michael thrust his hard cock as deep in
Tori's ass hole as he possible could and held it
there.

    "A...a...awa...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
Michael's head was tilted back, his mouth was open,
and his eyes were shut when he came. His hot cum
filled Tori's anal cavity causing Tori to moan with
pleasure and causing Tori's cock to stiffen. Michael
withdrew and sprawled on the bed. Tori rolled into his
arms and they kissed.

    "So, you won't mind if I wear a sexy dress for
dinner tonight," Tori said.

    "Not at all," Michael said. They laughed. Then
they kissed again.