Knocking on the door, I was almost trembling with anticipation. This was going to be my second date with Chantel, I was wearing my best suit, I wanted to take her out, have a nice dinner, squire her around and show her off, she was unlike any woman I had ever dated, and I wasn't referring to her anatomical differences.

     The door opened, and there she was, my god, looking just a hot and desirable as when I first set eyes on her. She was dressed casually in a T shirt and tight jeans that showed off her bulge, I could see why she had to wear dresses in public.

     Her blue eyes sparkled, and she cooed, "I wore these jeans just for you, come in Dennis, and come upstairs with me while I change."

     Walking behind her, I could see the sexy heart shape of her ass, snugged in the tight rear of her jeans, it made me remember the feel of powering my hard cock right between those sexy cheeks, and I could feel my cock respond.

     In her bedroom, she stripped, flashing me a sultry smile as I took in her naked charms, her cock rising up, as hard and eager as mine.

     "I will go crazy if I don't get some release before we go out," she purred, "Come over here Dennis, get yourself naked."

     I did as she asked, and she had me stand right in front of her, our cocks almost touching.

     "Now, stroke my cock baby, I'll stroke yours, I want to feel you shooting your load all over my cock, while I fire my load all over yours!"

     I grasped her stiff erection, while I felt her hand grasp mine. We started to stroke each other in unison, Chantel has a wonderful touch, I could feel my cock get even harder, and I felt Chantel's cock start to throb, twitching and surging in my hand.

     "Yeah oh yeah, I love the way you stroke my cock baby, I can't wait for us to splatter our loads" Chantel cooed.

     I could feel my balls start to churn, our breathing started to become choppy, we were both letting out grunts and sighs of pleasure, fucking each others cock with our hands. I could feel the tremors of excitement start running through Chantel's cock, matching the twitching of lust shooting through mine.

     "Yes, oh yes, yes, yes, yes, gonna, gonna, ungh, yeah, yeah, fuck YEAH!"

     Chantel howled, grunted, her cock swelled up tight, and erupted. A geyser of hot, white cum splattered against my stomach, my hand milked her, and she gushed several thick ropes of cum all over my cock, and her hand. The feel of her hot load splattering against my cock was electric, and it immediately sent me over, and I was cumming, too, her hand fucking my cock expertly, firing a thick rope against her stomach, and more thick ropes flying all over her cock, feeling the splatter of my cum gushing over her cock and my stroking hand. We expertly milked each other, both of us grunting with pleasure and spilling every drop as our loads slid down the length of each others cock.

     Her eyes bright, she released me, gave me her hand as she took my hand, I got the message, and we licked off the spunk that we had splattered over each others hands as we came, then she urged me on, and we used our fingers to scoop up the thick, juicy spray that we had splattered over each other. Her face glowed with pleasure, and she gave me a smile that made my heart melt.

     "Oh yes, so good, just what I needed" Chantel whispered, "Dennis, as you can probably figure out, being transgendered makes a healthy sex life very difficult, it's bad enough with the offhand comments people make, let alone meeting someone I'd really like to get to know better, and even hinting that I was somehow different shutting it down quickly. Yeah, sure, I can masturbate, but damn, I need the real thing, fantasy is fine to a point. Now I'm into an overdrive state, I'll be more than eager when we get home again. I want to make up for lost time! Think you'd like to help me make up that lost time?" she cooed, a teasing note in her voice.

     "Oh yeah baby, you are the sexiest lady I've ever had the pleasure of dating. When you want it, I'll be ready for it!"

     Her eyes glowed as she smiled at me. As I got dressed, she showed me her special panties, pulling them on, she carefully fit her cock and balls into the front pouch, which had a velcro at the top of the pouch, which attached to a small strip of velcro at the top of her panties.

     "Made special for me by a very understanding group of people, like me, so we can keep our secret," she said, with a sly smile. "Big enough for my cock to grow hard, and with the velcro fastener, keeping it securely against my body. Now, you go and wait in the living room, help yourself to a drink, could you make me a martini? I'll be there in two shakes of a lamb's tail."

     I retreated to the living room, smiling all the way. I got the gin and vermouth, and whipped up two dry martinis. Popping an olive in each, standing by the bar, I could hear the soft tread of her coming downstairs. I turned to look, and oh my god, what a vision. She was wearing a fire engine red dress, that was fastened at her right shoulder, covering it, then the dress slanted obliquely across her body, dipping below her left shoulder, leaving it bare. It fit snugly around her, she was going braless, and I could see her orange sized breasts pressed against her top, the stiff, perky nipples making their presence known, the dress hugged her waist, then the skirt billowed out, floating around her just above knee level. She was also wearing jet black stockings, and I could feel myself getting revved up again. She grinned at me, gave me a fashion model turn.

     "You like, sweetheart?" she purred.

     "Yeah, I like very much" I growled, huskily.

     Crossing the distance, I grabbed her, and our lips were quickly locked together, lips pressed urgently, tongues dueling madly in passion filled swirls. Her hand reached down, as I slipped my hands under her skirt, and as her fingers stroked and carressed my bulge, my hand found her pouch, and I stroked at the outline of her hard, straining cock, nestled securely in her pantie pouch. We broke the kiss, and Chantel smiled at me.

     "If I wasn't so hungry, I'd drag you upstairs" I said huskily, "But I want to take you out, squire you around, show you off. The way you look baby, everyone will be looking, envious as hell that I have such a vision of lovliness on my arm."

     Her smile became radiant, and she led me over to the bar. Clinking our glasses, we sipped at our drinks.

     On the street, we hailed a cab, and in a few minutes, we were at the best steak house in town, The RCM club. We walked in, fortunately we had a reservation, as it was impossible to be seated just as a walk-in. As the maitre'd led us to our table, I could see every male head turning, watching Chantel pass by, leaving their dates fuming as they couldn't take their eyes off her. I smiled inmwardly, yes indeed, I could understand the lust filled looks directed her way, and reveled in the knowledge that I would be the lucky one to share her naked charms and assets. I wondered, idley, if their desire would be so hot once they got a total look at her when she was stripped down and ready for action. I smiled again, I was going to tbe the lucky one to enjoy that vision, and I would take full advantage of her desire for me.

     After a sumptuous dinner, we went to Maroni's, a dance club just down the street, that liked to play a well balanced mix of danceable tunes, from slow crooners like Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra, to the latest hot dance tunes. On the floor, Chantel showed how well she could shake her ass, she had my cock ready and eager, and judging by the hungry looks from the tables closest to us, I wasn't the only one.

     The DJ swung into a medley of slow dance tunes from the 40's and 50's, and Chantel eagerly stepped into my arms, her head on my shoulder, her body pressed close to mine as we moved to the music.

     She whispered in my ear, "So wonderful, I feel so wonderful."

     I felt her bulge, pressed tighly against me, filling her secret pouch, and I kept her tight against me, so she could feel my cock pressing urgently, letting her know that I was as warmed up as she was.

     When the set had ended, those wonderful blue eyes gazed into mine, and she cooed, "Take me home Dennis, I can't wait another minute, I need you, and I want you now!"

     In her bedroom, our clothes flew off, Chantel smiled as her panties came off, her cock grown to full, impatient need.

     "Doggy style, do me from behind sweetheart, and this time, give my pussy a filling, drive it in, and fill me with a thick load."

     My cock was aching for it, seeing her on hands and knees, in garter belt and stockings, made me granite hard. I plastered my mouth against her, licking at the juices that were slicking up her tight lips.

     "Yes, oh yes you sweetheart, lick up my juices."

     Her tight lips were almost gushing, I quickly raised up, pressing my cock against her, I slid in. Our growls of mixed pleasure filled the room, her pussy felt like liquid fire, surrounding my cock in a burning, tight grip, as I drove in right to the balls. I reached around her body, grasped her cock, and started to stroke her straining cock as I drove into her, stroking back and forth as her hips rocked back to meet each stroke.

     "Yes, oh yes you sweet, sweet man, ride me Dennis, fuck me hard, and blow that thick load!" 

     My cock was too excited, and when I felt a hand reach under and grasp my balls, and start squeezing, I reached my peak, it brought on the explosion and my jetting cock filled her, throbbing and jerking, pumping a flood of hot spunk deep inside her.

     I quickly pulled out and arranged myself, I knew what was coming, and I wanted it.

     "Give it to me Chantel, take my ass and fuck me good."

     "Yes, you sweet, sweet man, I will give your ass a loving ride, baby." 

     I felt her mouth descend, and her tongue and fingers went to work, licking at the tight rim of my ass, those electric tingles of burning pleasure filled me again, the sensation shooting through me, bringing a growl of pleasure. Her finger slipped in, sliding around the smooth inner wall, I worked on relaxing, and I could feel it loosen up.

     "Oh, you must be very ready!" Chantel giggled, as she felt the loosening.

     I felt Chantel swing into position, her hands grasped my hips, pulling me up into the best position, I felt the head against me, and the press as her well lubed cock slid in smoothly. I grunted with pleasure, the feel of my tight ass walls getting the stretch felt so good. She slid it in, smoothly and slowly, I felt a small twinge of pain, but it did nothing to lessen the pleasure I was feeling.

     "Yeah, oh yeah baby, feels so good, fuck my ass, I want your load right up my tight hole!"

     Encouraged, Chantel proceeded to give me exactly what I wanted, her hard stiff cock sliding into me, fucking my ass, sending sizzling bolts of pleasure racing through me. Chantel was letting out grunts of lust and pleasure, as my asshole got the reaming I needed.

     "Yes, oh fuck yes, your ass is so tight, I'm gonna blow my load baby, gonna fill up your tight hole!" Chantel growled.

     "Yes, fuck yeah, let it go, flood me baby, fill me up!" I growled back.

     "Yeah, yeah, fuck, gonna cum, gonna blow, fuck, fuck, YEEESSSS!"

     Letting out a drawn out howl of pleasure, Chantel's throbbing cock erupted, I could feel the explosion, and the jetting streams of spunk flooding my tight back door.