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"Pleasant Surprises"
(Chapter 1 - M/M, CD, Oral, Anal)
True Stories by Gary Fox

Letters to the author may be sent care of:
GaryFox at LuzRojo.com

Chapter 1 - "A More than Pleasant Surprise"

I was recently divorced, 39 years of age and living in an
apartment in Sydney's inner eastern suburbs not far from
the famous red light district of Kings Cross.

After two failed marriages, I was footloose and fiancé free
and as lusty as a rampant bull on speed.  I chased after
anything wearing a skirt as long as it was female.  This is
not say that I was homophobic.  Far from it.  I have many
homosexual and lesbian friends whose company I enjoy but,
like many heterosexual men, found the idea of same sex
encounters as somehow distasteful (no pun intended.)  In
other words, I didn't give a damn about what they did
together as long as they didn't ask me to join in.

One night I took myself to Sydney's famous drag
spectacular, Les Girls, to enjoy dinner and watch the
performances of friends I knew in the show.  I always
enjoyed these evenings for the gorgeous costumes,
outrageous humour and the great fun these talented people
projected.  After the show, feeling a mite lonely and not
wanting to go home, I repaired to the disco above the show
lounge.  Being a Saturday it was packed as usual with gays,
lesbians and heteros and the floor was jammed.  I danced
with a couple of girls, neither of whom responded to my
approaches, and settled on a stool at the bar content to
watch the action.  It was while I was downing my fourth (or
was it my fifth?) scotch that I saw her.  This beautiful
young woman with auburn hair to the shoulders, a
magnificent figure and perfect looking breasts that were
not too large to be real and not to small to go unnoticed.
She had blue eyes and a full and generous mouth.  She wore
a tight, sequined top that allowed her nipples to show
tantalisingly and a short skirt that gave occasional
glimpses of her thighs. My heart missed a beat as I stared
at her, drinking in her appeal.  She must have been aware
of my attraction because she glanced at me and gave a small
but appreciative smile and the slightest of nods.
Instinctively, I knew this was not the time to rush in like
a love-strapped teenager so I stayed glued to my stool and
waited.  I waited nearly an hour, nursing my drink, anxious
not to appear out of control.  Eventually she appeared
beside me.

"Is this stool taken?" she asked with a smile.

"It is now," I replied.  "May I buy you a drink?"

"A gin and tonic would be welcome," she grinned.  "Why
don't we take our drinks to that banquette over there and
have a chat?"

My heart leapt at this opportunity to be relatively alone
with her and we settled into the banquette, facing the
floor and started chatting.
As the night wore on we danced some more but his time
closer.  I could feel her breath on my neck as I held her
that little bit closer and gently kissed her ear lobe.  She
responded by moving her hips into mine and kissing my
cheek.  We returned to the banquette and, as we talked, she
placed her hand on my thigh in a gesture of intimacy and
promise.  I used a single finger to stroke the back of her
hand as we talked.  I don't recall one word that we spoke
and I doubt she could either as we drowned in the pools of
desire in each other's eyes.  I leant forward and lightly
kissed her lovely, full lips and felt her tongue flick
across the inside of mine.

"My place is just round the corner," she breathed.

I responded, "Mmmmmm."

I had a problem with standing now as the bulge in my
trousers was becoming obvious.  Fortunately, the lights
were dim enough to save me embarrassment and we left, hand
in hand to go to her apartment.

It was a very feminine place, nicely decorated and
tastefully furnished.  Scatter cushions on the lounge and
chairs and a large, shag pile rug over the centre of the
carpet and a large, antique doll occupying an armchair.
She put on some slow, seductive music and murmured, " Back
in less than a minute.  Make your self as comfy as you feel
like being."

She was a good as her word because by the time she returned
in a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination, I
had only removed my shoes and jacket and was admiring some
slightly erotic artwork she had hanging on the wall.  She
walked towards me with a smile that sent electric shocks
all through my body. My heart beat faster and I resisted
the temptation to lick my dry lips.  I had no saliva
anyway. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed
deeply as her hand wandered down to my crotch. "Ohhhhh," I
groaned as she quietly revolved her hand over my trousers,
teasing my throbbing prick.  I kissed her neck as my hand
slipped inside her negligee and started to caress her
nipples.  Now it was her turn to groan.  I moved the
shoulder of her garment off her shoulder, lowered my head
and took her nipple in my mouth, lashing it with my tongue.
By now she had my fly undone and her hand was stroking my
stiff shaft.

Breaking off, she took my hand and led me into her dimly
lit bedroom.  As I removed my trousers she leant over me
and took my shirt off, kissing my spine as she did so.
By now I was ready for anything, willing myself not to cum.
I laid her down, opened her negligee and buried my head
between her breasts as my hand caressed her belly.  As I
started to slip her panties off I suddenly felt something
hard.  It was a cock!

I thought I could always tell a shemale - knowing so many
of them - but this girl was something special.  I had no
idea until that moment.  I momentarily checked my
movements.

"It's OK, " she whispered.  "Nothing's going to hurt you."

She stroked my head and offered her nipples to my lips.  I
was confused, reluctant yet strangely excited.  For the
first time in my life I found myself actually wanting to
touch another man's genitals.  My erection grew even harder
at the thought of it.  She gently took my hand and placed
it on her cock.  To my surprise it felt beautiful.  I moved
my lips to her mouth, placed my naked body onto hers and
started to stroke her cock.  I have never been so sexually
aroused as I was at that moment.  My balls were overwhelmed
with the feeling of desire to the point of pain.  She moved
my hand back to her breast, manoeuvred our cocks to lie
between us and we kissed, cock on cock;  hers against mine
and hard on my belly.

"Oh, God," I breathed. "That is so good."

She started to writhe under me as she wrapped her long legs
round me

"Love me, baby. Love me," she sighed.

I groaned, "I want to.  I want you so much but I don't know
how.  Show me, darling.  Show me how to love you."

She leant over to the bedside table to get what I now
realise was lubricating gel and placed her hand under
herself to lube her pretty ass.  Then, lifting her legs up
high she took my throbbing cock and guided my engorged knob
to her pussy hole.

"Press, sweetheart, press hard," she told me.

I did as she asked and felt the head of my cock pop in to
her sweet ass.  She tightened her sphincter muscle round my
helmet and I gasped with the ultimate pleasure of it.

I slowly slid my entire length into her, gazing into her
lust filled eyes as I did so.  With my pulsating dick deep
in her ass I leant over and kissed her.  Never have I known
such ecstasy, such excitement.  Never have I been so
sexually aroused.  I started to fuck her gently as she
moved under me, hungry for every centimetre of my cock.  I
moved my weight onto my left hand so I could stroke her
cock against my belly as I fucked her.  I felt as though we
were floating.  Floating on a cloud of desire and arousal.
Every pore of my body tingled with my need for her and,
transiently, my love for her.  The pain behind my balls was
getting beyond tolerance.  She must have felt the same as
we were both crying out our extreme pleasure.  He nails dug
into my shoulder as my cock started to spasm inside her, my
balls getting tighter and tighter.  I felt her cum on my
hand and realised she was about to cum simultaneously.  Her
cock jerked in my hand as I screamed at the painful joy of
my ejaculation, pumping my cum into her loving ass.  Her
cock spurted lovely, sticky cum all over my belly.

When we were spent, we lay with her in my arms as I kissed
her brow and the bridge of her nose, then the tip.

I moved on to smother her dear face in tiny kisses on the
tip of her nose, her cheeks, her ear, her chin and her
lips.  She offered a finger to my lips and, as I took it in
my mouth, I realised she had taken some of her cum from our
bellies and I was tasting it.  I found it delicious.  Sweet
and salty at the same time.

"More," I murmured.

She did as I asked and I took more cum off her finger and,
keeping it on the tip of my tongue, kissed her so we could
share the beauty of her essence.

I awoke with a start and realised it was nearly dawn so,
slipping my arm from underneath her, I quietly dressed then
leant over and kissed her brow as she lay sleeping.  I
lifted the covers and gently kissed her cock, letting the
tip of my tongue linger on her slit.  Then I covered her up
and walked slowly home thinking about the awakening I had
experienced.

She moved soon after that and I never saw her again but
think of her often.  Soon after that I re-married and for
12 years never returned to the scene of my ultimate joy.  I
was thoroughly heterosexual again ... until I met this very
attractive young man who turned me into a committed cock
lover.  But that's another story.
---
Letters to the author may be sent care of:
GaryFox at LuzRojo.com
http://www.luzrojo.com 

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