A Gift in Disguise Ch. 17

At that same instant, Bethany's hand strokes of my man-cock speeded up and became even more urgent. Under the cover of her sweatpants, now showing the wetness drawn out of her own desire, Bethany's own fingers plucked their sexual symphony on her wet clit and lips. Her first tiny whimpers of preorgasm rapidly joined with my basso gasps and groans.

Upon seeing Kerri's on-screen gushes prompted first by Karla's gentle sways which changed to insistent thrusts of lust, Bethany's and my own inevitable orgasms smashed into us. I fired a stream of white jism, thick and creamy, across her table, barely missing her computer. Bethany's body began convulsing, her whimpers crescendoing to screams, then finally to gasps when her need for sexual fulfillment began to be satiated.

On the video screen, the force of her orgasm had first given Kerri seemingly superhuman strength to withstand the collapse of Karla's body on top of her. Finally, however, both still-coupled trans women eased and melded even closer, Karla coming to rest on top of the flushed Kerri. Just as both of them were gasping for air, so were Bethany and I in our own post-orgasmic relaxation.

I looked first at the streams of white goo I had deposited on Bethany's table, then I looked at her. She, too, had seen it and had turned to look back at me.

"Bethany, I'm so sorry ..." I started to apologize.

Bethany glanced down at the wet stain her spurts had created inside her own sweatpants, then looked back at me.

"Not ... needed," she forced as she still sought air for strength. Her smile of reassurance meant more than her words spoken sincerely but weakly. She had slumped back into the sofa, her body still occasionally shiver-twitching the effects of her orgasm. We both took several more seconds to more fully recover.

Finally, she said, "Tom, thank you. You have no idea how much I wanted and needed to feel you get hard in my hand and then to feel the power of your orgasm. I know it sounds strange, but I've really wanted to give you a hand job as many times as I've wanted to fuck you. Until now, though, the timing never seemed right. But watching Karla and Kerri so into each other really changed that."

Bethany paused, then continued with some hesitation.

"Tom, has either Karla or Kerri - you know - with you? Or you with either of them?"

From almost anyone other than Bethany, the question would have evoked a nice but firm "None of your business" admonition. But Bethany's tone and her face were so innocent yet already so understanding that I couldn't help but answer truthfully.

"Yes. With Kerri. At Emily's."

"Will you tell me about it? Please?" Bethany asked in a way that reassured and encouraged me.

I briefly explained how Emily, Karla, Kerri, and I had looked at the photos Mikki had taken and at Geri's drawings of my feminine side, and then how Karla and Emily had been so overcome they had rushed upstairs. Then I went on to explain how Kerri and I had satisfied each other in the guest room.

After completing my explanation, I stared hard at Bethany, hoping her response would not be a rebuke or even something stronger.

The softness in her face when she had asked the question appeared even softer now. She slowly and tenderly smiled at me.

"Tom, that was beautiful," she said sincerely. "I'm so glad that you allowed yourself to show her just how much you respect her and find her sexually attractive as a woman."

"I hope it doesn't change how you feel about me," I said tentatively.

"If you mean do I think less of you as a man because you enjoyed receiving anal sex from a beautiful and really lovely trans woman, my answer is 'No.' It makes me want you even more now than before. I'm hoping you will be the first man I let put himself inside me that way. You're an incredibly sexy young man, and I find it remarkably hot that you are turned on by trans women. You have no idea just how much I'd love to see you and Misako Sato pleasuring each other. Or you and Karla or Kerri. It's not that you all have cocks; it's that you're all just so fucking sexy."

Then Bethany leaned over, reached up, and kissed me softly.

"But now, let's get you and this ..." she gestured at my cum blobs on her table and floor "... cleaned up. Then you need to leave so I can change into something dry and head to The Club."

"So we won't be looking at the second audition video" I asked, obviously disappointed.

"I'll look at it later - after I get back from work. But I can tell you right now, Tom, that if I can work out a deal with Emily, Karla, and Kerri, I'm going to offer them the BWBG slot. What we just saw on this first demo DVD has shown me they are head and shoulders above anything we've had in the past. I still want to look at the second one, but that's just to get an idea of what else they can do.

Now, let me go grab some towels."

Bethany arose and walked to her linen closet. She returned with towels. Instead of just tossing one to me so I could clean my cum off my body and clothes, she proceeded to take care of me. Then she shooed me out the door so she could clean up the mess I'd left behind.

"Call me tomorrow afternoon? Please?" she urged.

I smiled, bent down and kissed her, and said, "Of course I will." Then I went to my car and headed back to my apartment.

Evidently my Saturday afternoon with Bethany had taken more out of me than I thought. When I arrived back at my apartment, all I could think of was a long, warm shower and then collapsing into bed. I ate something before showering, but it was an automatic activity, something that needed to be attended to more as a ritual than a necessity.

When I awoke, my bedside clock said it was just a couple minutes before noon. Still, I felt relaxed and refreshed.

By the time I had shaved and gotten dressed, it was nearly one p.m.

Bethany hadn't really said what time I should call her today, just to please call her on Sunday afternoon.

"Hi, Bethany, it's Tom," I said when she answered. "Is now a good time or should I call back later?"

"Actually, I was just getting ready to call Emily," Bethany answered cheerily. "If you're going to be free a little later on, why don't I give you a call and let you know how our conversation went?"

"That'd be fine," I said agreeably. "I assume you're going to discuss engaging Karla and Kerri for The Club?"

"If it's convenient for her to discuss it now, yes," Bethany responded. Then her voice turned clearly sultry.

"After you left yesterday evening, I straightened up the place and ..."

"I'm sorry about the mess I made," I said contritely.

"Don't be! I had a hand in it, too," she answered with a good-natured laugh at her own double entendre. "Actually, a hand on you and two fingers in me!" The sex was creeping back into her voice now.

"So, did you watch the second video after I left?"

"I did, and let me tell you, I was soon regretting shooing you out the door so quickly."

"Oh?" I said. "How so?"

"You've seen that video, right?"

"Well, I watched the rehearsal video with Emily, the video Karla and Kerri gave her to review and then keep for herself. I assume what you got was a finished and edited version of the rehearsal video, but yeah, I've probably seen basically the same video."

"Did it turn you on?" Bethany asked. I could practically hear another orgasm building inside her.

"Definitely! How about you?"

"You have no idea!

Tom, when Karen Matsumoto and I were learning joshi in Japan, we really took it seriously.

Our instructor saw our commitment and actually took us beyond what most joshi wrestlers want or get; she carefully and patiently led us into the darker world of dangerous erotica. That's how both Karen and I became so familiar with strangulation erotica. We actually learned it and had to demonstrate its safe application. Quite literally, there is a fraction of an inch between the most intense orgasm you'll ever experience and your inevitable death by suffocation."

Bethany's graphic statement alarmed me, not for my own safety but out of concern for Karla's and Kerri's.

"Bethany, did you see something dangerously wrong in the way Kerri applied the hold to Karla in the video?"

Bethany obviously heard the concern in my voice.

"Oh, no, Tom. Not at all. Quite the opposite, in fact.

In their strangulation orgasm scene where Kerri was straddling Karla and fucking Karla's boy pussy from behind while using her own arms to apply pressure to Karla's carotids - by the way, I replayed that scene several times to study it carefully -, Kerri was undoubtedly looking at a video monitor to carefully watch Karla's physiological reactions. Kerri adjusted her arm pressure according to what she saw on the screen and felt in Karla's body.

Kerri was doing everything safely and correctly in applying and controlling the hold. With Kerri in control, Karla was never in any danger. And Karla's reactions were exactly the reactions of a 'victim' who is heading toward an orgasm at the edge of unconsciousness. Her orgasm, when it hit her, wasn't an act - it was genuine. Karla experienced the incomprehensible rush of a strangulation orgasm.

By the way, Kerri is absolutely remarkable in that scene. It's as if she was simultaneously playing two roles.

In the first role, Kerri is concentrating fully and completely on applying the hold safely and correctly so that Karla retains her own arousal and cums explosively just before she goes briefly unconscious. Most audience members won't see any visible signs in Kerri's acting of her focus on Karla's safety.

In her second role, acting as a sexual, sex-starved aggressor, Kerri herself cums in Karla's ass at just the moment of maximum intensity of Karla's own orgasm when Karla's sphincter and other internal muscles clamp down even harder than during a normal orgasm. Kerri's wild facial expression during her own orgasm wasn't an act - I know this from my own experience with Karen in Japan. Of course, I was wearing a strap-on when I fucked Karen from behind. That's the only way I could be in position to correctly and safely cut off the blood supply to Karen's brain.

That Kerri was able to safely bring Karla to such a satisfying strangulation orgasm while at the very same time controlling her own mind while in the middle of her own body-shaking cum expulsion inside Karla is a real testament to Kerri's acting skills and self-control. Not to mention her own sexual stamina and focus. Her orgasm was just as strong as Karla's - and just as genuine - at exactly the moment she rendered Karla briefly and safely unconscious."

"So are you going to try and persuade Emily, Karla, and Kerri to do the strangulation orgasm scene at The Club?"

"You know something? I wish down deep inside I could. But no, absolutely not. Emily made it clear that neither Karla nor Kerri are eager to do that for a mass audience which is what they'd be doing at The Club.

Truthfully, though, I wouldn't mind having Kerri or Karla do it to me, though. After seeing their orgasms on the video, I'd actually enjoy reliving the experience Karen and I had in Japan.

My point is that the two scenes you and I have seen on the videos have absolutely convinced me beyond any doubt that The Club needs to give Karla and Kerri a shot. They are committed, fine actresses as well as being damned sexy women.

I'm going to call Emily now and if she's got time, discuss it with her. My hope is that between Karla, Kerri, Emily, and me we can come up with a blockbuster act for the Boys Will Be Girls night at The Club.

And Tom, if we do engage Karla and Kerri, I'd really like for you to be there. I wouldn't ask you to come in drag unless you'd be comfortable doing that, but if you want to, I'll connect you with The Club's makeup and costume artist. If you don't come with Sharon, I'd like you invite you to come as my guest and stay with me in my suite.

Now more than ever, I very much want to get to know the feminine side of Tom Connors even better."