The Dame Who Wasn't

"Oh, I see."

"Look, it doesn't mean a damn to me. You're a woman as far as I'm concerned. More than that, you're my client."

"Not any more. The job is done and youv'e been paid. Unless you will take that bonus I offered you?" she was doing her best to hold it together. The prim professional was coming back. She started off to the piano room. Probably to get her checkbook.

"Wait a damn minute!" I pulled her back by the arm.

"Unhand me, Mister Crane!" she was trying hard to be peevish, but the words came out in a whisper. Her lips trembled as she looked up at me. Those blue eyes were like swimming pools on a hot summer day. Time to take a dive."What I mean to say, Allison, is that I'm not bothered. So what if you're a trannsexual like Linda? You're a beautiful woman as far as I'm concerned. One that I intend to kiss!"

"Oh Joe!" she closed her eyes and parted her lips. With that invitation, I couldn't wait another second. Kissing Linda had been like kissing an athlete, a dancer. She had grace and energy and lust. It was different with Allison. She somehow managed to find passion and tenderness and roll them into one overpowering mixture. I'm not sure what got to me worse, the pounding in my heart or the throbbing in my pants.

"It's not that I don't care that you're like Linda. I do care. I fucking love it." I hoped that did the trick.

"You perv!" she grinned up at me. She opened my belt and pulled it from around my waist before I noticed what her nimble little hands were doing.

"Truer words, Allison. Now, where's your bedroom?"

"Follow me!" she tossed my belt aside and climbed the stairs. Her tight black skirt hugged the tightest, roundest ass I ever saw. I followed like a puppy, tongue wagging and all. The video I'd seen had shown Linda taking the little blonde hard and calling her all sorts of names. Allison had taken it, but a closer shot of her face had revealed tears. I was going to give her something different.

Once in her softly lit bedroom, I guided her back to her bed. I stripped off each bit of her clothing carefully. Only when I had her tiny, pale body nude did I set my lips to her soft warm skin. I kissed her lips, her neck, her round, surprisingly full breasts. I sucked on her nipples, long and pink and oh-so responsive. I dug my tongue into her belly button and caressed every inch of her slender little legs.

All the attention had an effect on her. She lay back on the bed, her tiny toes curled into fists in the brown bedspread. She panted and licked her lips, but neither of us made a move for the alabaster tower of girlcock sprouting from between her thighs. She was hung even better than her ex-lover, and let me tell you, eleven inches looks pretty damn huge on a girl who stood five-foot-one!

I undressed myself. Not too slow, not too fast, but efficiently. She seemed to like the look of my broad, slightly hairy chest. I had to admit I had pretty good arms. She giggled like a schoolgirl when I flexed them for her. My pants were next, and my own hard cock sprung up, ready for whatever action lay in store.

"I guess you really do like girls like me," she bit her lip as she noticed just how hard my bobbing cock was.

"Only when they're gorgeous and sweet like you!" I hopped up onto the bed, making the mattress bounce. I pushed her legs open and back. Her pink balls drooped low, resting on the bed, smooth and hair-free, just like her cock. I crouched down and showed her all I'd learned from my night with Linda.

She sighed with pleasure when I sucked gently at the pink, heart-shaped head. She was thicker than Linda too, so thick it hurt my jaw. No pain, no gain, though, right? I slurped and bobbed, and boy did she respond. Her cock hadn't gotten much attention in that video I'd seen. Linda Loving must be a damn fool.

I'm not sure why, but when I forced her heavy tube into my throat I moaned like a woman in love. She was so tiny and pretty, a real doll of a woman. Her dick made porn stars look like prepubescent boys, and the contrast made me crazy. As much as it hurt, I was too horny to gag, too in love with this beautiful heiress and her splendid prick to balk at the sublime pain of her stretching my throat.

I watched her as I took each and every inch into my lips. Her soft belly fluttered in waves. Her perfect breasts rose and fell with her quick, deep breaths. She was clutching at the bed like she was afraid she'd suddenly fly off of it. The look on her sweet face was priceless. She was shocked by the attention, but loving every second of it.

Linda had fucked my face like a bull stud, and even then she'd lasted for what had seemed like hours. I took my time with Allison, moving my lips from tip to hairless base in slow, sweeping motions. She finally relaxed, laying back and sighing. Her little toes caressed my sides even as her fingers teased my hair.

"You must really love my cock!" she whispered in awe. She seemed surprised that anyone would. Foolish girl!

"Mhm!" I hummed my response around the middle of her shaft. Her rounded hips jerked under me. That humming must feel good. I kept it up, my throat vibrating around her even as my lips and tongue munched at her slippery shaft.

"Oh God, so good!" she squealed much much later. Her pale body gleamed with sweat, her long blonde hair plastered to her skull. Only then did I pick up the pace. I pushed my nose down hard against her flat tummy and ground my chin into her lemon-sized nuts. She gasped and thrashed, and I just worked her faster and faster. My neck ached from the effort, and my vision seemed as watery and distorted as if I were under water. I reached up and took her nipples in my fingertips, giving them a gentle twist.

"AH!" she screamed as she lost it. Her cock lurched like a drag racer. Her cum splashed deep into my throat. I gagged and gurgled but finally managed to pull back enough to taste the last half-dozen rich, creamy blasts. The salty-sweet liquid soothed my raw throat like a balm.

"Fucking delicious," I muttered when I sat up.

"You, you, omigod!" she panted. She shook her head as if to clear it. "Amazing!"

"Anytime you want more, just crook your little finger, Allison," I said, and I meant it.

"I'm tempted for another round of just the same!" she giggled. Her cock was certainly ready for it. There was enough cum sloshing around in my belly to drown a diving team, but she was as huge and hard as ever.

"You got it!" I bent to suckle on her again. I'd just spent the better part of an hour sucking her dick, but I fell back into it effortlessly. I could feel my face growing hot with a blush. I hadn't blushed since I was a kid. I was in love with her cock, and I knew it.

"Oh no, maybe later!" she laughed and sat up straight. I was having fun though, with that painfully big dick in my mouth again, and made her work for it. She tugged my hair so hard my eyes watered, so I let her have her way.

"Be careful, you're creating an addict!" I warned her.

"I think I believe you! But I have something else in mind. A bonus for solving my case!" her huge blue eyes twinkled with delight.

"You want me to give you another blow job?" I winked.

"Yes, but later!" she threw a playful punch. It was cute the way that tiny fist bounced off my chest. Made me feel big and manly. My cock was turning purple from lack of attention. "On your back, Mister! I'm gonna ride you!"

"Well, if you really want to!" I grinned and lay back beside her. My cock stood up like a totem pole. It seemed smaller to me these days, compared to Linda and Allison. Funny how perspective can change so quickly. The blonde didn't seem to mind, though. She reached over me, and I sucked her sweet, perfect breasts for a while. When she straightened, she had a bottle of lube in her hands.

"Gotta get ready," she said wisely. She squirted a big glob in her hand and reached back behind herself. She stuck out her tongue and made the cutest face while her fingers lubed her own perfect little bottom.

"You're fucking adorable," I told her. She winked at me and took my cock in that same, wet, sticky hand. A few pumps and I was slick as ice. She straddled me, her hands on my chest. She felt as light as goose down.

"There it is," she sighed as she wiggled her ass and began to sink. Her pink opening was even tighter than Linda's had been. I could feel the ring gripping me just below the head. Her cute face screwed up in concentration. I may not have been as thick as Linda Loving, but Allison was tiny. It was hard to imagine it was easy for her.

"Comfortable?" I asked her.

"I'll let you guess," she said. She took a deep breath and let her weight drop. Her soft little rump landed with smack on my thighs as her clingy ass closed around all seven inches. I nodded up at her as she started to bounce. She had the body of a gymnast and it seemed she had the moves too. She rode me so fast, even her incredibly firm little breasts jiggled. Her knees squeezed tight against my sides and her cock started flopping and twirling like the rotor of helicopter.

"I think I like this reward!" I grunted. I grabbed her breasts, just to keep them steady of course. Loving their soft but firm feel in my hands was just a wonderful side effect.

"I thought you might! But you'll have to keep making me happy if you want it ever again!" she teased as she bucked on my lap.

"Jesus," I grunted. I was in heaven. A young woman with the body of a cheerleader was giving my dick the ride of it's life. The sound of her big cock slapping my stomach every so often somehow only made it hotter. A normal man would have been jealous that a woman had so much more dick than he did. Normal men were pussies most of the time!

"Call me Allie," she corrected me with a giggle. She pushed her body up straight, working herself up and down by flexing her legs. Our eyes locked as she bore down on my cock. Her ass suddenly got ten times hotter and a hundred times tighter. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Ride me Allie!" I roared. She nodded, bouncing her tiny ass back down as hard as her little body could muster. My cock jerked, and her clenching bottom milked out every last sticky drop.

"That was fun," she moaned as she fell forward onto my body. I clung to her, pulling her ripe tits into my chest as her spasming opening twitched around my slowly deflating manhood. I bent my neck and kissed her sweaty forehead.

"It really was," I agreed. I could feel her hardness against my belly. So huge and still fully ready for another round. A shame to let it go to waste. "You should really try it sometime."

"Me?" she bit her lip shyly. "I haven't been on top with anyone in years. Not since High School," she admitted.

"You must miss it, then," I kissed her again, and she moaned into my mouth.

"I don't know, it never made me feel like a woman," she said when I let her go.

"Did you feel like a woman when I was sucking you?"

"Yeah," she scratched her head and sat up. My cock, less than semi-hard now, slipped out of her to lay back on my fuzzy balls.

"You look like you're willing to try," I nodded to her massive erection.

"Yeah," she giggled. "I'm so turned on. You made me feel like a princess, and well, yeah. I'd love to fuck you, Joe. I mean, if you're not too scared because of my size."

"Fear is for the weak. I love your size, Allison Davenport," it was my turn to blush again. Maybe I was going soft and girly in my own way. This girl was having some crazy effect on me!

"Then let's try it!" she said excitedly. She was lubing her cock up before I even had a chance to get on my hands and knees. Once I did she was on me like a dog after a hambone. Aside from the knot twisting my belly, I wasn't afraid. All right, I was terrified. Even if her cock had been normal sized I knew it was going to hurt. I was too far gone to turn back, now. I was falling for her, falling for her cock. I wanted to go the distance. I forced myself to relax as she spread my cheeks.

"You're so thick, you sexy lil minx!" I taunted her when I felt her sausage of a cock sliding back and forth between my cheeks. She giggled and took aim. Her long pink fingernails dug painfully into my buns as she forced her wrist-thick cock right into my ass. I shouted and punched the headboard hard enough to make my knuckles bleed.

"Don't be such a baby!" she chided, and slapped my ass. I tried not to cry like one as she kept pushing. My ass felt like it was going to rip apart. I didn't move away though. I wanted her. I wanted this. She slid deeper, making me hiss and groan. I swear I could pick out her cock in a line up just by tracing the veins. I could feel all of them as she stuffed her giant dick into me right up to her big, smooth balls.

"Wow," I muttered. She rubbed my lower back. I could feel her throbbing deep in my guts. My anus shuddered and opened reluctantly. I could feel rivers of could sweat dripping over my shoulders and down my arms.

"That's right, you're getting loose now," she sighed happily. She pulled back and I groaned. She pushed back in and my groaning turned into a high-pitched yelp.

"Are you calling me a slut?" I managed to joke. The pain was slipping away. As strange as it was, it felt great. So full. My insides tingled with electricity.

"Hell no! You're my big strong man. My hero!" she giggled in delight for a moment, then started to really fuck me. Say what you want about transsexuals or petite women. I was learning to love both. The fat girly cocks, the energy. She fucked my ass with a gusto that outshone even my own the night before.

"And you're my little princess, Allie!" I said in return. Corny, I know, but she seemed to like it. She liked it so much she fucked me even harder. The bed rocked back and forth, the headboard thumping against the wall repeatedly and the bedsprings squealing. She shagged my upturned ass like she was trying to push her monster-dick out of my mouth, and I fucking loved it.

"This is so good! Why didn't I do this sooner?" she asked no one in particular. I felt the same way. Nothing in my life had ever felt half as good, and that was just rating it on pure physical pleasure. The kink of getting fucked by a girl, instead of doing the fucking myself as a man supposedly should, made my head spin.

"I dunno, but don't stop. Ever!" I growled. I reached up and took hold of that bouncing headboard. It wasn't great leverage, but it helped me push my meaty ass back into her to meet her energetic thrusts.

"Does my big sexy man love getting fucked?" she teased me more, never stopping her back and forth motion. I don't know where she got her energy, but she seemed to be going faster and faster with no signs of stopping. It felt so good, I feared I might faint.

"Jesus, it's so God damn good!" I nodded enthusiastically, not at all ashamed. When something like that hit you, the last thing you wanted to happen was for it to stop, dignity and male pride be damned.

"Yeah, I think I could get used to this. I've been a bottom for so long," she jabbed her hips into me so hard her balls pummelled mine painfully.

"Gonna switch sides?" I asked her. I was afraid she'd say yes, but... "You ought to, baby. You were born to fuck!"

"I just might!" she giggled.

Over the next few hours, she proved just how right I was. She took me on all fours, on my back, on my side, then bent over the bed. I even rode her just like she had ridden me. She came in my ass twice more, until finally she pulled out and jumped on my chest, driving me down deep into the soft mattress.

"Stroke me, please, Joe?" she whined. She swayed on top of me, so weak from constant athletic motion she could barely hold herself up. Even after cumming three times, her cock was hard and angry red, and needed one more shot to empty her huge balls.

"My little princess needs to cum?" I teased her. She nodded, her hair wet and stringy, hung over us like a shroud. I took her in hand and squeezed hard enough to make her shudder. Her dick was so thick, I could get used to feeling it in my hands. I kissed the tip of it, ignoring the funky taste of it from my ass, and she exploded.

"Aiee!" she screamed. Her cock erupted, coating my face and tongue with one shot after another of her hot load. It was saltier than Linda's, but just as tasty. It felt strange, taking my first facial, but with multiple loads dripping out of my butt, who was I to complain?

"That's my girl," I wiped my face and pulled her down to cuddle. She nuzzled my neck happily, and moments later, fell fast asleep. It took a while for me to join her. I was too busy staring at the ceiling, amazed at my own luck.

A year later, we got married. Allison Crane is a devoted wife, even if she does where the pants in the bedroom. I created a monster with her, and I can't even remember the last time she let me be on top. They say give and take is important in a relationship, but they're dead wrong. She gives and I take, and we couldn't be happier. When we're not living it up on her millions, I still take cases on the side. There's always some poor sap who needs a good private dick.

THE END