Disclaimer: I am over 18 if you are under 18 and/or offended by teenage male and a transgendered adult having sex. Any connection between the characters in this story and those in real life is pure coincidence.
This is a work of fiction.
Miss Richards: The Emphasis
My mind cleared from a deep fog. The room around me was filled with a thick haze and every surface tingled with tiny sparkles of light. I heard a voice in my head that was deep and labored. I slowly realized the growing pressure in my ass. Strange enough there was no pain, only the ever present tingle as I felt every inch saw into me with lightning speed.
"That's it little Alexander, I never knew how good this could feel!"
"Uohhhh myyyyy goddddd."
"Your ass is so tight I can feel you squeezing down on my dick. You're such a naughty little slut squeezing on my little girl like this."
All I could do was moan despite myself as she plowed into me with reckless abandon. She either never noticed my blackout or she didn't care. My ass was on fire from the lack of lubrication as well as her massive size. I looked down between my legs and noticed a subtle bulge in my gut as her dick filled my rectum to impossible measures. Her thrusts were rubbing a spot in my ass and my dick was harder than steel now and there was a steady flow of pre-cum dripping from me. It was true what she said, I was a slut, her slut and I knew as much as she did.
"You truly are a little slut, you're my little slut Alexander. Take my cock, ugh, I love hearing you moan as I fuck you. Take this cock, slut. Come here flip over."
She was amazingly strong for her size. She flipped me over while I was still impaled on her monstrous appendage. She was now holding me in the air by my ass cheeks and using me as nothing more than a hole to fuck. She was hefting me back and forth along her length and I couldn't be more turned on.
"Oh my little toy likes when his Mistress uses him like this? Yeah well how do you like it when I pound you like this?"
"Ugh, ugh, Miss Rich..."
"Call me Mistress, slut."
"Ugh, Mistress, I'm gonna cum, ugh."
"Yes cum for me, cum for your Mistress! Oh god baby, your ass is squeezing me so good. I'm gonna fill your ass with so much cum. When I do you are not to spill a single drop on my carpet. If you do, you're gonna clean every single drip with your tongue."
"Yes Mistress!"
"Here it comes, oh god, your ass is so good."
With that she collapsed on the couch with so much force the wind was knocked out of me as her cock was pushed farther than it had ever been. I could feel every pulse as her cock pulsed to life as she flooded the deepest depths of my ass with cum. As she came again and again Miss Richards started kissing me once again and everything seemed perfect for once. We stayed like this for the next five minutes, her tongue caressing mine as her cock slowly deflated inside of me.
"No, don't go away, please fuck me again Mistress, fuck me slowly on your bed."
As I said it I tried my hardest to work the abused muscles in my ass back to life. She didn't say a word as she carried me to the bed as her cock came back to life. We entered her bedroom and she laid me down gently onto her canopy bed. Her comforter was silky and smooth against my back and I was met with her mouth on mine as she guided me along the surface of the bed with her hips.
"Make love to me Maria."
I could see the features on her face soften as I spoke her name. Miss Richards was a truly amazing woman. The male hormones coursing her veins surged with her arousal and made her the most aggressive beast with a dick to match, but the feminine hormones gave way to a softness inside of her. She could be the most passionate lover in every possible way. Her kisses were filled with such care and love that I couldn't help but swoon at every nip of her teeth on my lips, every swipe of her tongue against mine, every moist plant of kisses against my neck. Her hands, smooth as satin against my sweat dripped skin, would caress my legs and chest at every perfect moment. Her hips no longer pounded into mine, but she would draw them back until I nearly felt empty and they would grind forward letting me savor every sacred inch of her shaft.
"Lick my nipples little Alexander. Yes lover, just like that."
Her breasts were supple and full. She had draped them over my mouth as ground her hips farther into me. Her nipple was thick and hard with yearning for my mouth. It tasted like lavender, like that of a sweet lotion. With her each slow grind of her hips I could feel the growing pressure in myself to release.
"Here, let momma help you with that baby."
She sat up and grabbed a hold of my aching member and started to slowly stroke along its length. Her hands were like velvet against my skin and it wasn't long until I felt the pressure of release and I the first shot must have reached three feet into the air. It was the most powerful orgasm I had ever had in my life and my body was aflame with a rush of sensations.
"Yes Alex, that's my baby, here I cum."
Her lips met mine and once again I felt the rush of cum join the remains of the first. There must have been a pint of cum jostling around inside of me. Just a few months ago I had considered myself a normal straight teenager, but now here I was impaled on a massive shemale's member with cum filling my ass and emotionally I couldn't be any happier.
"That was amazing Miss Richards, are you sure you haven't fucked a young boy like me before?"
"God yes that was breathtaking and you know I haven't. Come here, let's get in the shower and clean off. Your ass must be so full right now, I think I can see your stomach sticking out a little."
It was, she had put so much in me that the usual pouch of tight muscle was bulged from underneath with deposits of cum. It wasn't much, but someone looking close could almost certainly detect it. She had carried me until reaching the expensive communal shower she had inside the master bath. You could fit at least 10 people inside and still be comfortable in here. When the water was turned on, instead of spraying from a top faucet the water came from the walls around us as well as multiple faucets on the ceiling. The water was a heavy mist, it was like bathing in a waterfall.
"This is amazing Miss Richards, if I ever hit it rich I definitely need one of these in my house."
"Neat isn't it, I don't allow myself many high-end luxuries, but this is a must. So how are you feeling Alex? I'm sorry if I was too rough at first, but I just couldn't help myself. Your ass was just so sexy and when my dick was resting between your cheeks, I just could not wait any longer, I needed to know how ass, your ass, felt."
"It's okay, I loved it."
I decided not to tell her that her force caused me to black out. I think if she knew that she had done that it would destroy her. If anything my passing out saved me from the most painful part of sex with her. The thought of how lucky that actually was made me want to just hug Miss Richards as hard as I could.
"Whu..."
Her body was warm and soft. Her skin was moist and slick from the soap. Her skin smelt fresh and inviting as I huddled closer to her breasts which were just below where my head would normally rest. I didn't feel arousal when nestled close to her, I felt safe. I felt as if she would keep me safe from every bad thing in the world, she felt motherly. And like a mother, she seemed to pick up on everything that I thought.
"It's okay Alex, come here, mommas got you."
It wasn't long until I had to finish showering and be on my way back home to my family. I didn't bother with dinner and went straight to bed. When it came time for sleep I simply laid in bed closed my eyes and cried. I don't know why, but tears came and came. I guess that's what tears of joy are, tears where you aren't sad or mad but simply content with life. My life for a moment seemed truly blessed, but despite my bliss there was something that didn't feel right. Something felt wrong with my life, but I had no idea what. That's when I saw a light come from my phone.
That concludes part 8, sorry for the cliffhanger before and for this one now. I always welcome comments or questions of any kind, and can be reached at das4200@yahoo. I will always respond back to a message. Don't forget to donate to the fine people at Nifty, it's your contributions that keep it going so we can all read and share these wonderful stories.