A Cold Beer and Your Ass

She worked hard for us and I knew it. It was tough going to that dirty construction site day after day. Operating a huge bulldozer or the even larger excavator. She worked on a crew of rough and rowdy guys, but as a woman heavy equipment operator, she made way more money than I could dream of making at my fast food job. Carolanne is a pretty woman and the guys were hitting on her from the very first day, but she’s tough. Growing up the only girl in a family of boys made her assertive and bossy and willing to stand toe to toe with any guy. I love that about her. I never have to guess at what she wants, she just tells me. 

After two weeks on the job, she stopped in a local sex shop with some money from her first paycheck and bought a top of the line, 8 inch strapon dildo. She put it on at the shop and wore it home. When she got there she told me she was going to fuck me with it. I wasn’t too excited about having that big thing up my ass, but her assertiveness won out and it turned into the best sex we’d ever had. The thing had some kind of vibrator built into it that buzzed her clit and the harder she pounded me the more intensely it buzzed her. She fucked like a wild woman! Gripping me, moving me, thrusting and pounding me harder and better than any porn stud I’d ever watched on line.

The next morning, when she came out for breakfast, she was wearing the strapon under her jeans. The look in her eyes was defiant and strong, and her confidence was reflected in the set of her jaw. Her dick’s long, hard intent embossed the fabric along the inside of her left thigh. I asked her what she thought she was doing, and she made it clear, now the guys on her crew would leave her the fuck alone. When I protested about what it would make them think about me, she only patted my cheek and told me not to worry, she’d tell them I could take it like a man. 

After a few days of awkwardness the guys on her crew began to show her a new type of respect. Soon they were including her in their manly jokes about going home after a long day and giving it hard to the ‘little woman’. It used to embarrass me when she would come home and tell me about those comments, but the light in her eyes showed those comments only enflamed her. She liked what they inferred.

Six months have come and gone. Now she wears her dick 24/7. To work, to the grocery, out to dinner, she even wears it when we go to church. I tried to say something once and she just laughed and told me if I get to wear mine all the time, she can wear her’s all the time. I couldn’t really argue with that, but at least mine isn’t always hard, always so obvious. 

Carolanne came home from work yesterday, all sweaty and dusty. She tossed her paycheck on the table. I glanced at it. She got another raise. Third one since she started. She said,

“Get me a beer and get undressed.” This had recently become a common request. As I did as I was told, she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled out her always ready, always hard dick. I handed her the beer and she ordered. “Lube me up.” I sank to my knees before my wife’s magnificent dick and took her in my mouth. She pushed forward and I heard the familiar buzz and a low moan from her throat. The moan was music to my ears. When I looked up, her flannel shirt was partially unbuttoned and her pushup bra cupped slightly sloshing breasts as her hips pumped her dick in my mouth. She didn’t make eye contact, just took a big swig of her beer and enjoyed the ride. It flashed through my mind that it could be any guys mouth and she would be just as happy, but I focused on how lucky I was that it was my mouth. I slobbered and sucked her like I the goddess she is, running my hands over her dusty thighs, feeling the muscles inside the jeans that had worked so hard for us today. She drained the beer and set the bottle on the table with an empty klunk.

“Get me another and get against the wall.” I rose from the floor and fetched Carolanne a fresh beer, opened it on the way back and handed it to her as I passed, headed to the wall to assume the position. “Open it up for me.” I reached back, pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed back to relax my hole for her. The cool wet tip slid into me with practiced ease. Her free hand shoved my head against the wall as she proceeded to shove her dick all the way in, rolling up on her toes as her abs contracted, pulling her hips forward hard. Her dick buzzed furiously and she moaned as the stress of the day began to melt away. She fucked me. Grinding out her needs and drinking her beer. The alcohol and endorphins created a heady mix in her blood stream which resulted in ever greater thrusts from her strong hips. The first orgasm always came quickly. She ground against my ass as the waves of euphoric pleasure washed the day from her tired body and moans of release filled the kitchen.

She emptied her beer in one long draw, pulled out and slapped my ass. “Get me another.” I did. Knowing full well that she was nowhere near finished. I came back and assumed the position once again. Carolanne slid back into me, took a swig of her beer and said, “This is all I need to be happy, a cold beer and your ass.”

That Carolanne, she’s such a romantic. 

People Watching!

Recently got home from a week at Myrtle Beach. I hung out on the beach for at least several hours every day. Not for the tanning; I was under the umbrella. It was the surf, relaxation and people watching. I love people watching and on the beach they come in every shape and size. Literally. All those women were enough to put my Walter Mitty brain into complete over load. Everywhere I looked there seemed to be a bikini clad female body and in my mind each one was a dominant shemale looking for a guy to enjoy.

The lovely young lass above was set up on the beach just feet away from my position. All I could think about was what it would be like if she was sporting some wood and I could go over and straddle her for a little fun in the sun. And where she was one, there were another fifty, or maybe a hundred, I was too busy fantasizing to waste time counting. There were a bus load of women sitting in beach chairs, legs spread just enough for me to imagine giving them a sloppy blowjob as they enjoyed their book or magazine. Every cute female was fodder for my imagination. I was seeing this:

And dreaming this: (Bless whoever shopped this pic)

Then it dawned on me; with all of the beautiful women surrounding me I wasn’t thinking about regular old sex with any of them. Not one. There was a time when I would have at least been equal opportunity in the sex realm, but now it seems like I’m more in the world of give me girl cock or I’ll pass, thank you very much.

I was boogie boarding near a teenage girl and two boys horsing around in the surf. One of the boys kept picking the girl up and she would grumble at him and squirm a little. At one point I heard her say, “Don’t! If you keep it up you’re going….” and of course my brain supplied, “…make me hard!” From there I spent the next ten minutes putting together a whole scenario. (Sorry, but the beer washed it out of my head before I could write it down.)

I guess this post is more of a self-realization that I have OSD. Obsessive Shemale Disorder. I wonder if it’s terminal?

 

 

 

Heterosexual Sex?

Just a man making love to a woman. Plain old heterosexual sex here, nothing to get excited about. Nothing to see here folks, move along! Wait a second! It doesn’t look like heterosexual sex. It looks like that woman is sticking her penis in her man’s vagina and for me this is hugely exciting!

Visually, this is a dream come true. The delightful role reversal going on makes all sorts of story lines pop into my head. I would love to write a screen play for a quasi-mainstream movie, something in an R rating, about a couple who’s sex life is in the dumpster and then this genital switch happens. Let the exploration begin! Heterosexual sex with a twist.The beautiful Venus Lux and James Darling are working it for the camera here and while what is going on isn’t in your face it’s still just as erotic. Maybe more so because it is a little vailed. I can see a scene now:

They are sitting on a couch having drinks after a dinner party. James is talking with a couple of guys near his end of the couch when Venus leans over and whispers in his ear.

“We have a problem.” James disengages from the conversation for a moment.

“What’s that?”

“We have a problem. You know what is starting to get hard again.”

“But we just did it before we came to the party.”

“I know. And when I think about it…well it starts to get hard again.” He gives a heavy sigh.

“Don’t think about it.” She gives a little snort.

“Ha! And how well did that used work for you?” He takes a moment to reply.

“It didn’t.”

“Thought so. We need to do something soon or the whole room is going to know what I’m thinking about you.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I think that’s obvious James.” He gives her an exasperated look.

“I mean do you want to go home or sneak off somewhere?”

“I want to go home and fuck you all night.” She nibbles on his ear. “But I’ll settle for a quickie in the bathroom since you seem to be having fun.”

“Fine. A quickie in the bathroom it is.”

Without another word Venus jumps up off the couch and pulls him away as James sputters to the group that he’ll be back in a moment. The guys are grinning thinking their friend is sneaking off for some heterosexual sex, which he is, but not exactly what the guys are thinking about.

This new group of beautiful T-girls and handsome Transmen could certainly bring something like this to life on the big screen and I would love to help it happen. If any of the actors in these photos or any T-girls and Transmen would be interested in something like this please contact me or leave a comment.