It was past two AM in Juliette’s cramped apartment. I’d walked her home from the sex-shop, both buzzed on whiskey and orange juice. We kissed slow, hands sliding under clothes. Her small tits felt perfect in my mouth. I bit her nipples, hands on those slim legs. She went for my cock, ready to suck like always. But tonight, I wanted her pleasure too. Pushed her back on the couch. Kissed her feet, toes. Up her legs. Rolled up her mini-skirt. Slid off her thong. Boom. A shriveled cock and balls stared back. My stomach dropped. ‘Fuck… you’re…’ She looked crushed. ‘I’m sorry…’ Rage hit. Grabbed my pants. Headed for the door. She sobbed face-down. So feminine from behind. Fragile. My cock twitched despite the shock. Prejudices screamed: freaks, parodies. But it was Jade. My blowjob goddess. I’d cum buckets in her mouth. Dropped my clothes. Fished out a condom. ‘Fuck it, Juliette.’ Pressed against her back. Womanly scent. Soft skin. Ignored the dick. Kissed her neck. Grabbed tits. Ground my hardening cock on her warm ass cheeks. ‘You sure?’ ‘Doesn’t matter. Take me like a woman.’ Finger in her mouth. She sucked it wet. Slid it down. Teased her hole. Already loose. She moaned. Heart pounding. This was taboo. Pure filth. Cock throbbed harder.
Rolled on the condom. Hesitant push. Her ass swallowed me. Hot. Wet. Tight grip. First time ass-fucking anyone. Mind-blowing. Slow thrusts at first. Pinched her tits. Built speed. Slammed hard. She gasped, pushed back. ‘Yes, Roland!’ Fucked like an animal. Bit her shoulder. She got on all fours. Balls slapped hers with every deep plunge. Felt wrong. Felt right. Ignored it. Focused on the heat clenching my dick. Her moans fueled me. Pounded faster. Sweat dripped. She cried out in pleasure. My balls tightened. Grunted loud. One final brutal thrust. Exploded in the rubber. Kept pumping gentle till I softened. Collapsed together. Breathing heavy.
The Awakening
She eyed me nervous. ‘You okay?’ ‘Need to think. See you tomorrow.’ Left confused. Head spun all day. Two weeks normal chats, no sex. Both lost. Then her letter: Quitting hooking. Off for surgery. Becoming real woman. Thanks, stay you. Quit the shop months later. Léonard confessed he’d fucked her too. Messed with his straight-guy head. Secret burned hot. Still jerked to that ass. The forbidden rush. Society’s taboo made it sweeter. No regrets. Pure, dirty bliss.