I haven't been able to please my boyfriend's sexual desires in a very long time. We have had an amazing relationship for years, but I really wanted to spice up our sex lives. I feel like I can't please him enough with our busy work schedules. I work days and he works nights so it's hard to have our time together for an evening of fun.nnToday at work I was feeling quite horny as usual. I wanted to plan an evening of something new. Late in the day, I got an amazing idea to surprise my boyfriend with something new.nnAfter work, I decided to go to a porn shop to just browse around and get different ideas. I have only been to a porn shop with Tim, so it was my first time going alone. It was exciting and at the same time, I could feel men stare me down as I walked up and down the isles curiously.nnI looked at the usual items that Tim and I would look for such as sexy lingerie and new porn DVD's. Today I was in the mood to try something completely different on him. I started browsing all the toy novelties. All I could think about as I was looking for a new toy was how beautiful Tim's ass is. Lately we have been into something new- which is 69ing while we both lick each others asses. I never explored this with another man so the thought of it turns me on so much. While we were having sex a couple of weeks ago, I lubed up his ass with my saliva and inserted my finger in his ass to see his reaction. I never heard Tim moan so loud in my life. I thought for sure that we woke up my roommate.nnAs that thought crossed my mind, I wanted to really get his full hard attention.

This older true story is from 2003, but thought I'd post it anyway.nnThis story is 100% true. I met my first Mistress online at a BDSM board about 2 months ago. She lives in the same city as I work. One of the best things I love about her is that when she cums, she squirts, and I mean a lot. She also has already started whoring me out to other women(one so far).nnWe only had about an hour before we both had to be back to work so it didn't give us much time, but that is about the only way we could meet with our work schedules like they are. Luckily she only lives about 5 minutes from where I work.nnWe entered her apartment and she walked to the back to get my collar. I new I was suppose to start undressing at the door and wait for her return(from past sessions). When she came back I already had my clothes off, nothing on but what she told me to wear under my cloths. I left on my nipple clamps, harness that held a 7" cock in my ass, and pink g-string panties. I got down on all fours as she put my collar on and then attached a dog leash to it. She had her clothes off and led me over to the couch where she sat. She had me face away from her with my ass towards her. She saw the dildo strapped into my and pushed it in further with her feet. nn"That feel good, pussy boy." she said. nnShe did this several times almost pushing me forward and loosing my balance. nn"Turn around!

As a man, have you ever fucked your partner wearing a strapon?nnIt is truly a unique experience. You can see the pleasure that you are giving your partner, but can feel nothing physical yourself. The pleasure you feel is internal, psychological. You feel empowered because you are giving that pleasure to someone else. Your pleasure is irrelevant because of this.nnFor my Wife and I, this is the nature of Domination and submission.nnShe takes what She needs. I give it to Her however I can, however She desires it.nnAnd right now She desires to be fucked senseless by a huge, monster strapon cock She has placed on me, while my real member is encased in an ingenious chastity cage below it.nnI can't but help feel a pang of regret as I look at my wife spreading Her legs wide, beckoning me to come and fuck Her. Regret that I won't be feeling the incredible velvety embrace of Her pussy on my manhood. Regret that I have become merely an extension of that dildo; a means to make it work better for Her. Regret that I won't be cumming with Her.nnBut, at the same time, it is an absolute pleasure to be able to please Her! So I tend to my responsibilities with vigour! I mount Her and She greedily grabs that monster cock and feeds it to Her pussy.nnThe look on Her face is one of sheer ecstasy as I pushed the dong up inside Her. "Oh FUCK!" She yells as it finally bottoms out.

Chapter 3: T-girl at WorknnOn Monday morning, Angel Jones reported for her first day of work at the main office of the big London Bank. As she sat on a chair in the anteroom of the personnel office, she thought about what she would be doing there. It was almost a certainty that nobody in the bank knew she was a T-girl, because George Parker would not have told them, and it had not been known by anybody else at the branch in her home town. She had long ago decided that, although she would not deny it if asked, she would also not volunteer the information. Although born a boy, she had started changing her gender almost three years earlier, and that fact and details of the change were nobody's business, unless she allowed it to be their business. nnTo her knowledge, only three people in the entire city of London knew she was a T-girl. Two of them, Brian and Mike, would keep it to themselves, for fear of the ridicule of their mates. The third was Lionel, a maintenance man at the block of flats where she was living. The previous Thursday, after being abusively rejected by Brian on Tuesday and Mike on Wednesday evening, Angel was having doubts about her own femaleness. Lionel, however, proved to her that she truly was a beautiful and highly desirable woman, when he shared with her a morning of incredibly pleasurable sex. She enjoyed two tremendous climaxes, and all doubts were removed, probably forever. Angel celebrated, that afternoon and the following day, by shopping for new clothing to replace those things that her sexy and very feminine body had outgrown. nnOn Saturday morning, with her shopping completed, Angel called on Lionel in the tiny cubicle he used as an office. After closing and locking the door behind herself, she approached him where he was sitting in his wooden swivel chair. nn"Good morning, Lionel. How are you today?" nn"I'm fine, Angel, thank you. You certainly look pretty this morning." nnThat was undeniably the truth. She was wearing a new pair of shorts, and they displayed her long, beautiful legs.