Vanessa Stephens was a 5 foot 5, 110 pound blonde who was in her mid 20s, a B-cup, and wore thick, horn-rimmed glasses, wore a blue plaid
shirt, a black dress, with black high heels to go along with it. At the office, she was delaying her work, so she was looking up pictures of
naked, buffed out dudes, and was rubbing her clit to that hardcore, while pretending to be a gay man, as she stuffed tissues inside her pussy,
calling her fictional boyfriend, Romeo. amd called herself Steve, imagining herself crossdressing, and then fully identifying as a gay man.
As she 'bated, she closed her eyes, she said, "Atta boy, Romeo. Just keep jabbing at Steve's fronthole, keep fucking my fronthole, yes, Romeo!
Yes, Romeo! Keep fucking my fronthole!!!! I'm a man as you are so keep doing me in the men's locker room while I'm stroking my (prosthetic
strapon) penis! Yeah!!!!"
At the office, everybody looked at her and glared at her, before resuming back to work.
The manager asked, "Is everything alright? Are you having gender identity issues, Vanessa?"
Vanessa stopped and said, "Everything's fine. Just having some gay male fantasies, that's all. You relate, right?"
Manager replied, "No, I don't really....but just make sure your work is done before the end of the week. If you insist on doing that, I suggest
isolating yourself to the one computer room where it's soundproof, which is located in the basement. You have the keys."
Vanessa replies, "Yup. And the only female bodied person to have the keys to both bathrooms!"
Everyone stared at her again, as the manager says to her frowningly, "Don't attract attention. Just keep doing your work."
Vanessa replies gleefully, "Thanks."
She was feeling lonely at the office, so when her shift ended at 5:00 pm, she
gladly decided to walk away to pursue something to fulfill her happiness with a much greater purpose, as she was desperate for a hook up and
for entertainement.
She stepped away from her office to show up at a local strip club looking to fulfill her most secret, and intimate sexual fantasies. After the
manager and the club’s co-workers finished talking to her, they find decide that she will get roughly fucked by some handsome, mysterious
gentleman when she least expects it.
Vanessa sees a meek, nerdy young red-haired man dressed in a black plaid shirt, with blue men’s jeans, with his dick hidden inside his pants,
wearing glasses, sidling up next to her. He is sporting a dark brown goatee, has decently broad shoulders, has tan skin,and looks rather slimly
built for a handsome young man. She does notice that he has fairly wide hips and a rather large butt for a skinny young man, but she is willing
to overlook that due to her company’s attractiveness.
If she had to guess, he was about 5 foot 6, 160 pounds, and at least had to have played high school football. If he was a nerd, he must have
been gotten laid a lot for a geek like him. He looked buff enough to play sports, but shy enough to not be very talkative simultaneously, as
there was a gentle look about his face.
Vanessa says seductively, “Hello, sir. Name’s Vanessa. You look mighty fine for a gentleman, almost too fine. Wanna have some sex?”
The young man replies boldly, “Hello, madam. Name’s Nathan. Nathan Bell. Just graduated from college. I will say, I am fine, and I do wanna
have sex with you. It would be an honor. A pleasurable honor. So that’d be a yes.”
Vanessa agrees to consexual sex, and immediately is asked to wear scantily clad clothing before being tossed into a room with the smoking
hot Nathan Bell, who is waiting with his hand on his flaccid little penis.
Nathan asks, “Would please kindly let me hump your mouth into submission?”
Vanessa glares at the young man saucily, and replies happily, “Willingly.”
The young man yanks it out and stuffs it down Vanessa’s throat, and while she is smitten with it, Nathan scratches his hot, muscular chest and
stomach, then roughly jerks his little firecrotch penis.
Vanessa stares at the young man’s dick, and says, “What a hairy looking thing. I suppose it’s sizeable enough for a young man like you.
What’s it, like 6 inches?”
Nathan responds breathily, “Maybe seven. Will you let me hump you?”
Vanessa replies saucily, “Gleefully.”
Nathan throws Vanessa on the bed, pulls aside his dick from her mouth and aggressively works her cunt with his penis. He puts his penis into
the woman’s cunt, and thrusts his hips powerfully to slide his dick in and out of his girlfriend’s wet pussy very rapidly, getting Vanessa to
scream loudly with vivacious joy and passion at the top of her lungs while holding her neck gently with his small, little manicured hands.
Vanessa yells, “I love you Nathan!!!! You’re my favorite boyfriend!!!!!!!!!”
Nathan winces, and says back, “I love you, too Vanessa, you’re my girl.”
Vanessa asks inquisitively while being humped, “Did you get your hands manicured?”
Wanting to keep humping his woman, Nathan lies, “No I didn’t, my hands are just naturally beautiful, honey.”
After ten minutes of intense fucking, Vanessa replies, “Whoo. That was fantastic. Now, let me see your handsome bod, young man.”
Meekly, the young boy frowned as he pouted, “I guess…but it’d spoil the fun.”
He took off his shirt, to reveal his chest, as Vanessa saw manboobs, the equivalent to a C-cup, but she was certain he was a cismale. Still, the
young man looked manly to pull off the look, though Vanessa was a bit puzzled by his odd looking chest.
She asked, “Nate, your chest looks weird for a man. Do you not work out enough? You do go to the men’s locker room when we’re going to
the gym tomorrow afternoon, right?”
Nate says assuredly, “Well, sometimes I work on my lower body a lot, but I do go to the men’s locker room, and I swear, my body is just like
every other man.”
Vanessa wanted to look at his body for scars, but decided it would be rude to do so.
Meanwhile, Nathan slips off the rest of his clothes and takes off his pants. Vanessa does not see a strap-on, much to her relief, but something
about her boyfriend’s package looked a bit strange compared to other guys. She couldn’t tell what it was, but she didn’t see a scar, and to her
knowledge, it didn’t look like it was glued on, as Nathan’s package looked as real as any man’s did.
Vanessa wonders if Nathan had been a natural man all along, or had a sex change operation? Or, if he had become male through a magical
wishing fountain? But to her relief, she saw a real penis, and was certain he could cum and sprout semen all over her, which she wanted to
taste so badly.
Even though Nate looked somewhere between a real man and a fairy boy, Vanessa couldn’t believe her eyes that he was a real man in front of
her, as he was good looking enough to pass for a woman if he shaved his goatee off, let down his hair, and started wearing bras and dresses.
Vanessa kissed Nathan repeatedly with soft, tender kisses, telling him, “Sorry I doubted you, man. Just love you, baby.”
Nathan replied back welcomingly, as he touched her face, “Love you, too.”
Then, Nathan mounts atop Vanessa’s face, smothering her with his ass and little penis and balls while he smacks Vanessa’s wet hole.
Nathan replied, “Have you been a good little girl? Have you been a girl? Continue to suck my cock, and you’ll be one.”
Vanessa sucks his dick dry, as he blows his load into her mouth, as Vanessa mutters, “I have been! I have been! Thank you, Nate!”
Later, Vanessa turns the tables on her boyfriend. She bends her naked boyfriend over, and slaps his ass for being so insubordinate.
Staring at her boyfriend’s penis with red hairs around, she whips his rotund, pale looking ass. She sees her boyfriend’s dick shook back and
forth as his smooth, white ass cheeks were reddening hard with each slap, as a mischievous smile creeps to Vanessa’s face. The meek young
boy was scared, as he expected his asshole to bleed, as afraid at angering the woman he was making passionate love to.
Vanessa asked with false anger, “Why did you suppose I was going to submit to your will like that? Think you're a big man?"
Wincing as his ass is in the air, Nathan replied fearfully, “Because that’s what I thought you wanted. Please....I'm sorry.”
Instantly, Vanessa then soothes his feelings by kissing him, and says tenderly, “I know. I was just testing you. Teasing you, really. Just being a
sleazeball. Still love you, baby.”
Nathan returns to abusing Vanessa’s pussy by shoving his cock hungrily upon her face, downs a Viagra pill, then suddenly sprouts a huge
boner. He fucks Vanessa’s face with it, gagging her and making her beg for more. Vanessa then gets into doggystyle and Nathan pounds his
girlfriend’s ass from behind with his giant penis.
Vanessa yells, “Yes, sir! Yes, sir! Do my ass! And then my pussy! You’re the best, Nate!”
Nate kisses her breathily on the lips, as his chest heaves heavily, as he continues to pound away at his girlfriend’s butthole, while flexing his
musces in his left arm.
Growing with more confidence, he replies calmly, “Yup. I’m the man.”
After awhile he takes his cock from her ass and makes her suck his wet penis and dick juice off, then proceeds to fuck her in the ass in cowgirl,
while finishing the fantasy by fucking her in the ass in reverse cowgirl.
Afterwards, he fucks her with his penis sitting down as they face each other together, as Vanessa enjoys every second of it.
Vanessa says lovingly, “Thank you for being such a hunk, Nate! I love you, man!”
Nate replies coolly while fucking her, “I love you, too babe.”
After ten more intense minutes of fucking and sweating, Nate gets Vanessa to suck on his penis one more time before she spits cum sprouting
from his dick and then swallows the rest into her mouth.
They then kiss and hug, before resting in the bed together, covering themselves with a blanket.
Vanessa asks, “That was the best, Nate. I have a question. Are you actually a man, like a real man? That was really good.”
Nate replies coolly in a rather effeminate tone, “That’s really none of your business, honey. It doesn’t matter if I’m a cismale or not, darling, I
just want you to love me. And yes, hopefully, I’m man enough for you. Does that answer your question?”
Still not knowing whether Nate was a transman, a cisman, or a confused genderqueer, if he was a cismale or he put on an elaborate ruse to
make her feel like he is, Vanessa decided that it didn’t matter anyway, and if she had to guess, that he was a cismale.
She kissed him first on the cheek, and the fully on the lips, saying, “Yes, Nate. Sorry I asked. It’s just, I’ve never found a guy who was as
attractive as you were. Let’s get ready for round 2, shall we?”
Nate laughs and replies happily, “Alright, let’s do that.”