Date: Thu, 15 Jul 2004 01:05:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marcia Fredricks <marcia_fredricks@yahoo.com>
Subject: Natalie's Business Chapter 1 and preview of chapter 2

Chapter 1 - The Pick Up

New York in 1975 was a great place to live. Sex was everywhere. I'm not
saying I was a great stud. I'm slightly built and there was plenty of
competition from tall, well-built, stylish Yuppies. But I still did all
right with the ladies. I got my fair share of pussy. If it wasn't pussy you
were after, there was even more sex available. I was straight - but my
roommate wasn't. I shared an apartment with my gay cousin. Tommy got sex
whenever he wanted. If he decided he was horney, any time of the day or
night, all he had to do was go to the gay bookstore, movies, or baths and
he could get laid or a blow-job. I was a bit jealous. I didn't want to be
gay. But one thing was certain. If I had been gay, I wouldn't have spent
weekend nights in pick-up bars squandering my meager pay on drinks for
cock-teasing girls.

I didn't mind living with a gay man. Tommy was my age. We had grown up
together. This was the first time on our own after college for both of
us. We had a large two-bedroom apartment and what went on behind closed
doors was no problem. Tommy's friends were cool and quit hitting on me when
they were told I was straight and intended to stay that way. Also, my
brother was gay. So I was comfortable in their company. I had no problem
hanging with them.

One Friday night my brother Jay came over. He, Tommy, and I had several
drinks and they convinced me to go out with them before I hit my usual
singles spot. They wanted to go to a gay bar. I argued against it for a
while but finally gave in. Twenty minutes later we were sipping our first
round at a table in a very straight looking gay bar. There were more men
than women there, but the women that were there, were extremely good
looking. A steady stream of men came and went from our table. Jay and Tommy
flirted while I made it clear that I wasn't interested. Every one was fine
with my choice. They chatted politely and left happily. It was a relaxed
atmosphere - different than I was used to in the normal meat market
atmosphere of singles bars. I felt comfortable, so I stayed. Beside, I had
my eye on a woman that had come in and sat at the bar about an hour after
we had arrived. She was stunning.

I had always had a crush on Natalie Wood - the actress. This woman was her
double. After looking at a woman's face, I always check the feet next. I
want to see what style of shoes she's wearing. Sometimes I check the shoes
even before her face. This one thrilled me. She had on black high heel
pumps that were at least four inches. She also had on black stockings and a
tight black mini-dress. She was showing a lot of very choice leg. Her dress
was backless with a scoop neck, bare shoulders and long sleeves. I was
mesmerized.

Over the course of the next two hours she sat alone. Not that people didn't
approach her - both men and women - she simply shooed them away very
quickly. I didn't understand why she was there. She just sat there all
alone, ignoring her surroundings, sipping wine and refusing all comers.

Finally, Tommy and Jay had made their pick ups. Both were ready to leave
and were surprised when I told them I planned to stay. I nodded toward the
stunning woman at the bar. Neither one knew her. They wished me luck and
left. I meandered to the bar and stood between her an empty stool.

"I'm Marshall", I said to her, "can I buy you a drink?"

She lifted her glass and twirled the red liquid inside - showing me she
didn't need another. I turned to go but she stopped me by grabbing my
sleeve.

"Don't go," she purred. "I'll be ready for another in a few minutes."

I smiled broadly and sat on the stool that so many had failed to occupy
before. The bartender stepped up and gave me a knowing grin. I ordered my
drink. When he left, the woman turned to me. We gazed into each other's
eyes.

"My name is Natalie," she said and my jaw dropped. "I know. You had a crush
on Natalie Wood", she said.  I nodded my head.

"So many men do."

"You could be her twin," I stated the obvious.

"I'm so pleased you think so".

We chatted a bit more. Then she waggled her empty glass

"I'm ready," she said. I motioned for the bar tender.

"Do a shot with me?" Natalie asked.

"Sure. Shot of what?"

"Anything."

I ordered two shots of scotch.

"I have a theory about drinking shots," she confided.

When I asked what the theory was, she put a hand on my thigh and said,
"You'll find out later."

The drinks arrived. We lifted the thick glasses and Natalie whispered
something to herself that I couldn't make out but I'm certain she referred
to me and to openness to new things. We tapped our glasses and downed the
shots. Natalie slammed her's down on the bar, grabbed me behind the neck
and forcefully pulled my face to hers. It was a passionate kiss; deep,
long, hard, and desperate. I usual avoid public displays, but I was
delirious. Our tongues danced and we pulled together tighter. Our kiss
seemed to last for hours and when it ended every person in the bar was
staring at us.

"I'm ready to go," Natalie said softly.

I paid the bill and followed her out into the night.

"My place is just around the corner," she said.

On the street in front of her building, she asked me to kiss her
again. This time, as our tongues mingled, we pressed our bodies
together. Her breasts pressed against me and my cock stiffened. I felt her
hand on my ass pulling me closer. I ground my cock against her, placed my
hand on her ass and squeezed gently. She cooed.

"Why me," I asked when we took a breath. "You shot down everyone else all
night long. I didn't think I had a chance with you."

She took my hand and led me up the steps of her brownstone.

"Silly boy," she scolded. I knew you were the right one the first moment I
saw you. I was going to tackle you if you didn't stop on your way out."

Inside the apartment, Natalie pointed to her liquor. "Pour some more
shots," she ordered. I did as I was told. After we drank, Natalie repeated
her whispered toast.

	What's that?" I asked.

	"It's a kind of prayer."

She stepped closer and took the glass from my hand. She placed it on a
table and wrapped her arms around me.

"I'm praying that you are a man who's kind," she trailed off as she kissed
me lightly on the lips, "understanding," more kisses, "willing to try new
things," she nibbled my neck, "generous," she pushed me back gently until
my legs touched a sofa, "horny as hell," she guided me down and lay on top
of me, "and will fuck all night."

She slithered her way up my body until she straddled my crotch.

"Are you ready for me?" she was nearly growling.

I was barely able to answer.

 "Yes."

Natalie opened my belt and unzipped my jeans. She tugged my pants down. My
underwear slid off with the jeans. She grabbed my stiff cock and began an
amazing blowjob. Her red lips slid up and down my shaft and she sucked like
there was more scotch inside. She licked my balls and teased me with both
tongue and fingers in that wonderful spot between balls and asshole. She
kneaded my ass cheeks and spread them. Still sucking my rod, she fingered
my asshole. I guessed that was one of the new things she had prayed for. It
felt great and my cock got even harder. Then she slipped her finger into my
hole. I made a sound like never before and shot a load of cum into her
mouth. She swallowed it and climbed back up on me. She kissed me and forced
some of my cum into my mouth.

"Why not," I thought.

I accepted her gift by sucking her tongue as far down my throat as I
could. When we had no breath left, our lips parted.

"Hooray for new things," I said.

"I'm so happy you liked that," she said smiling. "I'm going to change. When
I get back I want you hard and naked." Then she stood and strode out of the
room.

When she returned, I was naked but not hard. However, one look at Natalie
turned my cock rigid again. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was by far the
prettiest girl I had ever been with and in a black lace corset with
matching garters and stockings and four inch black high heels, she was also
the most sexily dressed. She lingered in the doorway.

"If you're ready to fuck, get in here," she whispered across the room.

That was more invitation that I needed. I quickly stepped past her into the
bedroom. The lights were low. I couldn't see but I heard the tap of her
heels as she came to the bed. I felt her lie beside me.

"I have my period but I need you inside me. Would you please fuck my ass?"

That was another invitation I did not need repeated. I kissed her and she
again went down on my cock. I pulled her off and started sucking her
tits. She removed a tube of KY from a night table drawer. A palm-full of
lubricant oozed into her hand and then greased my cock.  I was ready to
fuck her but the pleasure of her hand gliding up and down on my dick kept
me paralyzed. I was whimpering - ready to cum - when she stopped and turned
her ass toward me. I climbed to my knees and lubed her hole with my
cock. Her moan, just from the touch of the tip of my dick was nothing
compared to the sound she made as I pushed into her. She was tight and warm
and I was in heaven as I slid slowly into her ass.

I pushed softly, and in a single long slow motion that seemed like an
eternity, I pressed my full length completely into her. I began pumping -
slowly - letting the low slurping sound mix with her gurgling moans.

Natalie's excitement was growing. She made sounds that I had never heard -
like animal noises. I was going mad. I began humping faster and harder. I
began making breathy sounds too. I reached for her tits. I cupped them in
my palms and tweaked her nipples. She bucked wildly. I rubbed her tits
faster making circles around them, all the while sliding my shaft in and
out at a breakneck pace.

I slid my hands down from her chest to her stomach. I guess my intent was
to massage her clit. But when my hand moved lower she screamed.

"No - I have my --"

She was too late. I had reached for her pussy and come up with a hand full
of cock and balls.

The shock shriveled my erection to kiddie size instantly. But before I
could separate myself from her, she grabbed my arms and pulled them tightly
around herself. She was strong. I couldn't pull away. She held me firmly,
pressed tight against her body.

"Don't speak. Don't move" she said, "Just lay on top of me for a
minute. Then you can go if you want to."

I paused, my limp dick still in her ass. She continued in a reassuring
voice.

"What's the problem? Don't I look like a woman? Don't I feel like a woman?
Don't I smell like a woman?"

When I didn't answer, she asked again. "Don't I fuck like a woman?"

My dick began to stir.

"Yes - that's it. Kiss my neck. Smell me behind the ear."

I did as I was told. My dick was definitely hardening.

"Ohhh... I feel your cock in me. It's so big and hard. Please keep fucking
me. I need you to fuck me hard."

That was it. I was back to full strength and didn't care who or what I was
fucking. I began pumping her again and we were quickly back in a wild
frenzy.

"Stop." Natalie said suddenly.

I did and she took my hands in hers and guided them to her cock.

"I have to cum before you do."

She held my hands tightly and slid them up and down on her cock. It barely
occurred to me that I was jerking Natalie off. With my cock up her ass, her
dick seemed an extension of my own. It almost felt like I was beating
myself off. Soon her breathing was heavy and I could feel her ass
contracting around my cock. Her ass gyrated in rhythm to the motion of my
hand on her cock. Its forward and back motion slowed as my hand did. If I
sped up, she humped me faster. When I concentrated on her dick's head,
slowly drawing circles around the hole, she arched her back, squeezed
tight, and ground her butt against the base of my cock.

"I'm going to cum," she announced in a guttural slur. "Make me come - oh
please let me cum."

I pumped her dick as fast as I could. Her ass pistoned my cock.

"I'm cumming," she yelled.

I felt her warm sticky cum spreading over my hands. Natalie fell forward
onto her forearms. He ass, still impaled on my dick, stayed in position but
I freaked a little. I was desperate to wipe my hands clean. I did so on the
sheet and lost my fucking rhythm. Natalie came to the rescue by restarting
her humping. She kept my cock sliding in and out during my lapse. Quickly,
I recovered my senses and started to pound her once again.

"Turn me over," she said, I want to see your face."

We managed to rotate her over onto her back while keeping my cock deep in
her hole.

"Oh yes, that's it baby. Fuck me hard."

She grunted with each deep thrust. I was on the brink of orgasm. I was
breathing hard and my mouth was open. I must not have been looking, because
I suddenly felt Natalie's finger slip into my mouth. I don't know what I
was thinking (after all, it was a pretty passionate moment) but I closed my
lips around her finger and let Natalie fuck my mouth with her cum coated
finger. Her cum was more delicate than my own - not as salty - almost
creamy.

I was about to cum when she pushed in a second finger. I eagerly twirled my
tongue around it. Then, as I came in a tremendous orgasm, an image of
Natalie's cock fucking my mouth burned into my imagination.



It was more than a few moments before I recovered. My dick popped out of
Natalie's ass and I managed to roll onto my side next to her. We lay still,
not even attempting to speak. When our breath finally returned to normal,
we were a couple of chatterboxes. We agreed that we had just had the best
sex ever and that we couldn't wait for more. Natalie suggested we clean
up. She thought taking a bath together would be fun. She skipped toward the
bathroom and I followed. I grabbed for her ass playfully. She giggled and
pulled away. I was on a cloud. I felt that feeling you get when you're
starting a relationship and all you have is wonderful expectations. I
hadn't forgotten that Natalie was a transsexual - I was ignoring it and I
was floating on air.

We sat facing each other in the bubble filled tub. I reached toward Natalie
and cupped her tits. We kissed. She fondled my dick. We necked. After a few
minutes my cock began to harden again. Natalie stopped kissing me and
lathered my chest with soap. She told me to stand. When I did she soaped my
legs and balls.

"Turn around," she ordered.

I turned my back toward her and she lathered my ass. She began working soap
into my crack. It felt good. I knelt a little, spreading my legs. She
worked a finger into my hole. I enjoyed the feeling and wanted more. I got
my wish. Natalie stood and pushed her index finger as deep as it could
go. I let out a soft groan.

"You like that baby," she asked.

"Yes." I responded as if in a trance. She wiggled the finger inside me.

"Isn't it nice?" she coaxed.

"More," I said, still in a trance.

She slid a second finger into me and began working them in and out.

"Ohhhhh," I moaned louder.

She reached around me with her free hand and wrapped it around my cock. The
finger fucking was doing wonders and in a very short time I came in
Natalie's hand. She acted surprised.

"Goodness. You are a sex fiend," she exclaimed. "Sit down and rinse
yourself while I finish myself off."

I lowered myself to the edge of the tub and sat. I stared at Natalie while
I dried my hair. Natalie soaped herself, paying careful attention to her
tits, cock, and balls. She gave herself a large erection but didn't finish
herself off. Instead she sat, rinsed, and stood again. She grabbed my towel
and began drying. She started with her hair and worked down to her
shoulders and arms. The motion of her body as she patted dry caused her
dick to swing. As I stared, that image of her cock in my mouth flashed in
my mind. I concentrated on her body - full round tits, flat firm stomach,
and a very beautiful semi-erect cock. I suddenly wanted that cock in my
mouth.

I slipped to my knees and crawled to her. I reached out and cradled her
cock and balls in my hands. I look up - past her tits. Natalie grinned like
a Cheshire cat. I moved my mouth toward her rod, pushed my tongue out and
licked it. Her cock stiffened and brushed my cheek. I wrapped my fingers
around her cock and closed my lips around it. I moved my head forward and
back in the manner that numerous girls had done to me. Natalie pushed my
head away.

"That's terrible," she said. "Come with me".

She took my hand and led me back to the bedroom where she opened a drawer
and removed a sheer red nightie.

"Arms up," she commanded.

I raised my arms and Natalie slid the teddy onto me. She turned me toward a
mirror.

"Look how cute you are."

She left me peering at my reflection while she stepped into a closet. The
sexy lingerie I was wearing fascinated me. Delicate spaghetti straps
crossed my shoulders. Though my breasts didn't fill the cups of the teddy,
they did fit into the proper space. The hem of the skirt ended just below
my ass and billowed up as I spun to see myself from behind.

Natalie returned with a blond wig, which she placed, on my head. Lightly
waved honey yellow hair fell just to my shoulders. I was mesmerized by the
change. I looked like a girl. It's hard to describe how I felt. But one
thing was certain - I didn't feel like myself.

Natalie stepped between the mirror and me. She placed her hands on my
shoulders and guided me to my knees.

"Imagine yourself a beautiful girl. And your favorite thing in the world is
to suck cock."

I looked up at her kind smile.

 "I know you're going to be great at it," she reassured me.

My gaze returned to her cock just inches from my face. I closed my eyes and
in my mind I pictured myself a beautiful girl in a sexy red nightie. I
opened my mouth and took Natalie's cock into it. I caressed her balls and
thighs and swirled my tongue around her hardening dick. I kissed, sucked,
and nibbled it. I soaked it in my saliva. I wrapped a hand around the hard
shaft and stroked it. In my mind I was a girl and all I wanted to do was to
make that cock spurt its load into my mouth.

I deep-throated Natalie like an expert. My hands roamed her thighs, ass,
and stomach. When they wandered up to her tits, she moaned. But that didn't
fit my cock sucking mental picture (tits and cocks don't exist on one body)
so both hands returned to my main objective - her cock.

With my face buried in Natalie's crotch, I was stimulated to work even
harder by the odor of her sex. Musky and rich smells wafted off her like
something unmentionable baking. I was fucking my face with Natalie's hard
cock. I was doing it - me - Natalie was just the means to an end. And that
end was rich creamy cum oozing down my throat and trickling from my
mouth. The thought of it made me crazy. I pistoned up and down on her
dick. She groaned. I knew she was close to cumming. I intensified the
action. I grunted like an animal. I slurped like a fiend.

When Natalie came, it was an eruption. Her knees buckled. She yelled. She
bucked. But I kept myself glued to her cock. Her body shuddered and her
cock spasmed. I kept sucking for several moments until I had pulled every
drop of cum from her worn out member.

"My god," she final managed to gasp. "That was the best blow-job ever." She
knelt down and kissed me tenderly. "I'm exhausted."

We crawled into bed and settled into each other's arms. The last thing I
was conscious of that night was feeling my cock pressed against Natalie's
ass and her delicious smell as I nuzzled her from behind.





Chapter 2 - Becoming Marcia (preview)



The morning dawned cool, crisp, and with Natalie's hand between my
thighs. I was lying on my stomach and I felt her hand caressing my balls
from behind. Memories of the previous night came flooding back and I spread
my legs so Natalie had easier access to my crotch. I felt her weight
shift. She raised herself over me and kissed the back of my neck.

"You made me so happy last night. I can't wait to fuck you."

I was still a bit groggy and didn't register what she had said but even if
I had, I could have never resisted after her next surprise. Natalie kissed
her way down my back to my ass. She pushed my legs apart and knelt between
them. She flipped the hem of my teddy up, lowered her face to my ass and
pressed her tongue to my hole. The touch was electric. A sexual charge
centered inside my ass-hole shot through me in all directions. I
shuddered. Natalie continued flicking her tongue over my sphincter and I
responded by making noises that didn't sound human. I spread my legs,
grabbed my cheeks and spread them too.  Natalie saw I was ready and pushed
her lips tight against me. It felt like she had created some sort of vacuum
and was sucking my hole into her mouth at the same time she was pushing her
tongue into me - penetrating my ass - tongue fucking me.

There was more electricity and animal noises. Her tongue was strong. She
worked it in and out of me. She reamed my hole and plunged it in
again. Suddenly she stopped. Her weight lifted. She was climbing off me.

"Don't stop," I cried. "Please don't stop."

Before I had finished pleading, I felt Natalie's weight again pressing
between my splayed legs. A cool sensation on my hole replaced Natalie's
warm tongue. Then something large was pressing against it. Slowly my hole
opened and what I hoped was Natalie's cock, was moving into me. I don't
think I breathed as I concentrated on the wonderful feeling of being filled
up. It was Natalie's cock. She whispered gently as she entered me. She
offered reassuring soft promises of pleasure that were unnecessary. I loved
the feeling. I anticipated the addition of each new millimeter of cock
sliding easily into my ass.

"This is what getting fucked is like," I thought. "Why did I wait so long?"

I felt in some kind of heightened state of sensitivity. Everything seemed
like slow motion. I relished every quiver and ripple of Natalie's cock. I
felt each bump, each ridge of skin and muscle. My asshole molded to her
shape as each additional bit of her pushed into me. When she stopped, I was
disappointed she wasn't bigger. But soon she started to rock softly back
and forth and I knew she was big enough. As she rocked, she also pulled in
and out very slightly. She was teasing me. Building up my desire.

"God she was a fantastic lover."

In no time I was pushing my ass to me her strokes and grinding myself
against her cock. Natalie moved faster now. Pulling out further and
slamming into me harder and harder. Her balls slapped against my ass. I was
going crazy. I cried for her to fuck me. I wanted her cock to fill me. I
wanted her to cum inside me. I wanted to cum. Natalie dictated the
rhythm. I was on my knees. I reached between my legs and tickled her
balls. Natalie's cock grew to an amazing size. I felt it seize and
shudder. Warmth filled my hole but Natalie kept slamming her huge pole into
me. It slipped and slid, now that her cum had lubed me again. I felt it
dribbling down my leg and on my balls. Natalie circled my cock with her
thumb and finger and stroked it while she kept her dick pounding in and out
of me. It was time for me to blow. No more holding back. The pleasure, the
thrill, the fucking was too much to stand. I came harder that I ever had
before. I may even have cried.

Natalie sensed it and stopped pumping. She pushed her cock as deep as she
could into me and just held it there. I collapsed with her on top of me. I
soon fell asleep with her cock still inside me.


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