The Irresistible Phone Call
By Miss Wendi Roberts
Another erotica story for senior transvestites and their manly senior admirers.
My wife was out for the evening. I was enjoying television when the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. The telephone number was a Laguna Beach number and the name display said "Raymond Dumont!"
How could it be? "Raymond Dumont" is a fantasy character I have used for many years in many of my writings. With trepidation I picked up the phone, paused, then nervously said, "Hello."
The very confident voice of a man said, "Hi William, how are you this evening?"
I stammered, "Wh.Wh.Who is this?
The caller replied, "Oh, my dear William, or should I say Wendi? You don't know me. We have never met but I know you well. My name is Charles Brinkley."
I replied, "But, my caller ID shows the name `Raymond Dumont.'"
"I know," he replied. "I know how to spoof caller ID and I know that is a name that has a very special meaning to you."
"What ever do you mean Mr. Brinkley?" I retorted.
"First, my dear man, please don't be so formal.it's Charles and I hope to win you over where you call me, not Mr. Brinkley, not Charles, but rather "Darling!."
I was shocked, "Sir, whatever do you mean?" I could also feel a slight stirring in my loins; a glimmer of naughty excitement!
"My dear William," he replied, "I have followed your activities on the Internet for some time now. I know that you and Miss Wendi Robertson and one and the same! My dear, I know that you have been a closet transvestite for many, many years."
I was blushing and felt flush and embarrassed. I stammered, "Wh..wh..what does all this mean to you, sir?"
"Well William, I am your age. Also, I am handsome and a take- charge sort of gentleman. And, I am gay and I want to be your lover!"
I felt a stronger longing in my loins now and I started squirming my ass, as I said, "This is all so scary, Charles..I don't know what to say."
He replied, "Just say that you want to be `Wendi' for me, my dear William. It will be our very special secret. I am wealthy, educated, and live alone in a big home in the hills of Laguna Beach. I want to dress you up as my sissy male woman and treat you with love, respect, and romantic intimacies." I replied, "You do seem to know all about me and, of course, you know I have secretly wanted a man like you for years, and more so in recent years." I suddenly had visions of me in full drag, expertly made up, wearing a custom made corset.oh yes, my very own erotic corset.in the arms of this strong, loving, very understanding man!
He replied, "Yes, the prostate treatment thing. Honey, that proves that you need me to be your lover, to cup your little semi- erect penis in my loving hand, where it now belongs instead of failing when you attempt to penetrate your lovely wife's vagina with it."
My voice quivered with excitement, "Charles, this is all so sudden! But, it also sounds so provocative, so exciting..and so fulfilling!"
"Yes, Wendi, you do need so to fulfill your all-consuming need and desire to be a male woman. You and I both know that my dear.if I may.my dear lady."
But, Charles, have you seen any of my en femme photos?" I asked, "I cannot possibly pass."
Oh, my, my, dear boy lady, there is no need to pass." It will just be you and me here alone when you do drag, my darling, and I find it provocative, and oh so exciting to think of my boy woman looking so womanly, yet so.well, so gay as a male in women's clothes and all made up like a woman in heat!"
I softly replied, "Looking so queer comes to my mind, Charles."
Of course! Exactly, honey!" He replied with excitement in this sensual voice, "Looking like a queer in women's clothing and makeup has always excited you, hasn't it! Say it William Wendi, say it is so!"
"Oh, fuck yes, fuck, fuck, yes, Charles! That is me exactly!" I blurted out.
"Ah yes, my darling boy woman is obviously excited by my visions for us, when you suddenly use the `f' word like that. We are both quite homosexual William Wendi, darling; me as the man and you as the woman or, if you will, the Nancy Boy! We are both conservative homosexual males from the 1950s, when such feelings and desires were meant to be our special secret. Let's keep it that way! I want you to remain in the closet, my sweet panty queen. I will keep you safely there, all dressed and womanly, my secret wife!"
I asked, "Why me, Charles, and why now?"
"That is a fair question, sweetheart," Charles replied. "I had a life partner who was a male woman, very much like you." With sadness in his voice, "She passed on a couple of years ago and I decided to become celibate.that is, until I found you.a boy woman my age, a boy woman so much in the closet and so frustrated.who needs my guiding hand and comfort to place you on that special queen's throne where you so belong!"
I replied, "Goodness, this all sounds so exciting, Charles, but I don't want to leave my marriage, as exciting and wonderful as all this sounds."
Oh, dear girl, of course not!" Charles replied, "We will do this during the day, or perhaps a special overnight on occasion. There is no need to change your life at all, other than for some wonderful sharing of our secret desires."
"Well, Charles, the reality is that anal intercourse just seems too harmful for any possible enjoyment, especially at my age and circumstances."
"Oh, William Wendi, my darling, I agree completely. There are alternatives, such as thigh fucking, vagina panties, and just simply thrusting cock on cockette! I even propose that I wear a condom when you inevitably suck my hard penis.as you know you must.and let you decide whether you eventually want me to ejaculate in your sweet mouth. Or, I could pull out at that moment of moments, and ejaculate on your bra, or on your panty place, or on your thighs.there are many wonderful ways my dear."
"Oh Charles, those are all wonderful alternatives. I especially get so aroused thinking of me in panties, bra, and a slip, in bed with you atop me, and my nylon-clad legs wrapped tightly about you as you thrust and hump my little dickette. Just the feeling of you atop me, kissing me, and my legs tightly about you.you calling me your wife, your slut, your womanly fuck package..oh fuck, fuck, fuck, yes! Goodness, Charles, I have an erection that I normally cannot get!"
"Oh, William Wendi, darling, I suspect I can make you erect and then jack you off while you remain hard, darling. The clothes, the expert makeup I do, the exquisite wigs, all of that my dear, combined with having your real man attending to your womanly needs and desires.of course your sissy boy cockette will get very hard. You know having me feel up your pretty skirt or dress, then fondling your cockette like it's your clitoris, and perhaps a nice ass pussy finger fucking..well, you get the picture, dear." Charles added, "Going through the prostate treatment was the final blow to your fa‡ade of bisexually, my dear Wendi. Not only did those treatments have a physical affect on your arousal abilities, it once and for all validated your abject, submissive, effeminate homosexuality!"
I squirmed my ass and felt weak in the knees hearing all that. I dropped to my knees before my computer, and opened pornographic photos of manly, erect penises and simply swooned and drooled.
Charles continued, "Go to your computer, William honey, and check your email. I have just sent you a couple of photos of me."
I said, "I am already there Charles." And, sure enough, there was an email with attachments from Charles Brinkley of Laguna Beach. The message was brief, "I am the man to complement and fulfill your wonderful sissy boi femininity, my darling Wendi."
The first photo was of a stunningly handsome man, with manly features, and silver, wavy hair. He was dressed in an obviously very expensive, tailored business suit. The second was a shot of him naked, with a well-formed, simply awesome, cut penis dangling so manly between his legs. He looked like a Greek God, with very little body hair, a flat stomach, and strong, manly chest. The third shot showed his manly, very sexy penis fully erect, beautifully formed, cut, and shaped and seemingly of perfect size, perhaps 7 inches and not too thick.
I replied to him on the phone, "Oh my goodness, Charles, you are wonderful! You are so handsome and manly, the dream man for any sissy male woman. Why would you pick out plain, simple, me, Charles?"
"Because, my dear William Wendi, you are the perfection of what a submissive transvestite sissy should be. You are an inadequate man, but a simply delicious sissy boi male woman. Plus, you're smart, you're cautious, and you are just the kind of male girl I simply adore! Need I say more?" "Oh, Charles, this is too good to be true. Pinch me, wake me up! (We both laughed a bit.) Now that I have seen how handsome you are and how erotic your manhood is, I can only think of being with you in panties, and being pleasured and fulfilled by your wonderful manner and divine manhood! You are right about me being quite an inadequate man.but a very sensual male woman!"
"Yes, dear, I know enough about you to know that you constantly long to wear the dress and take a real man's cock. It's cock, darling, cock, cock, cock, that my transvestite sissy darling needs so very much! Rigid, throbbing hard cock against your thighs, against your dickette, against your tummy, rubbing all over your buttocks, all over your nylon clad legs, against your bra, against your face, against your tight, sexy girdle or corset, and into your cunted, panty sissy mouth! You need hard cock and you need the love and protection of a real man!"
Breathless, I said, "Oh, Charles, are you still able to ejaculate a goodly amount of semen? I want so to feel a flood of semen between my tightly held thighs!"
"Yes, baby sissy doll, my sweet William Wendi. I have been fortunate, unlike you, I can still produce enough to make you feel so, so womanly, my dear faggot bride!"
With this I said, "Oh, Charles, fuck yes, my darling man, take me and make me your boy bride! Tell me that I am a sissy panty faggot boy woman!"
"Oh baby, yes!" Charles exclaimed. "I am so fucking hard now, William Wendi, I am going to jack off right now!"
I could hear it in Charles voice. The sexual lust of a man jacking his hard, hard cock just as if it were fucking me! I said, "Oh, Charles darling, stroke it for me! Stroke your hard manly cock for me, your faggot bride!"
His voice was more determined, now, "Oh, yes, oh fuck sissy boy, oh fuck, take my hard cock.take my cum girlie boy! Oh, yes, yes, oh fuck, that IS IT! FUCK, I am cumming sissy girlie boy! Oh fuck, take it William my sweet sissy Nancy Boy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh....fuck!"
After a brief pause while Charles' heavy breathing abates, "Oh, my sweet William Wendi.wow! That was wonderful, baby.the biggest wad I've shot in a long, long, time. I have cum all over me. Next time it will be all over you, baby! I want to shoot a load like this onto your small sissy boy penis!"
"Oh, Charles, I want you mounted on top of me now, my darling man! My small cockette needs to be overwhelmed by your manly cock, darling!"
"I'm coming over right now, honey, and I'll book a room at that adult motel for our very first time as man and male woman!"
Within 30 minutes the two of us were in an erotic suite at the adult motel. Charles took me in his strong arms and French kissed me as he felt me up! He then said, "Take your clothes off William, darling, and put on these thigh high nylon stockings!"
I did as I was instructed as Charles tuned in a hot fuck video on the television. A real man was fucking a beautiful woman. It was so hot. I climbed in bed and squirmed my sissy bare ass on the sheets as Charles took off all his clothes. Oh, wow, he was so, so hard.his erect penis caused me to lick my lips and make sissy boy moans.
I felt the mattress yield to his manly weight as he climbed into bed. I spread my nylon-clad legs wide apart and he mounted me! Oh, yes, this is it! What I have fantasized about all my adult life!
I was in my manly lover's arms. I locked my legs tightly about him as he pressed his rigid cock against my now hardening cockette. I put my arms around him and begged him for his kisses, which I got with such wonderful manly passion. I looked him in the eyes and said, "I am your girl, aren't I darling?"
Charles replied, "Look at that hot cunt being fucked on the video, William Wendi. You are a hotter cunt than that slut, baby! Oh, fuck, honey, feel my cock.oh it feels so fucking good atop your sweet little cockette!"
"Oh, Charles, yes, I am a woman now! Oh, my little clitty cockette is getting quite hard! Oh, you turn me on so much, my darling man! Fuck my dickette, honey, fuck it and make me your womanly faggot boy!"
With this Charles began rhythmic humping and fucking as I held my legs tightly about his ass and my arms around his back! Faster, faster, I could feel my climax building in the tip of my little cockette and into my tummy! The bed was squeaking, filling the room with that unmistakable sound of a couple having sexual intercourse!! My sissy ass was being pounded into the mattress by my new husband!
"Oh, Charles, fuck, honey, I am going to cum!"
Oh, William Wendi baby, me too babe.me too..oh fuck, take my load, faggot queen! TAKE IT, CUNT! Oh FUCK, you are my Nancy Boy!"
With this I could feel copious amounts of Charles semen flooding my dickette and balls, and I cried out, "Oh fuck YES! Oh, fuck, I want so to be a woman!" as I did a little tiny sissy spurt with a most intense orgasm! As I came down from my sissy climax I asked, "Oh Charles, am I a girl?"
"You are a Nancy Boy, darling.an effeminate, submissive homosexual male who is very, very womanly to me, darling sissy!"
I softly replied in a mock-female, very queer sounding voice, "Oh honey, I love being queered by you! I can't wait to wear a black satin girdle for our mutual excitement and have you ejaculate onto my girdle so your semen can soak into the girdle, cake and dry, and make me feel like a well-fucked slut!"
A month or so after Charles and I settled quite comfortably into our very, very erotic homosexual love affair, my custom corset arrived at our home. (Yes, since I was now Charle's mock wife his home was "ours.") Charles emailed me with the exciting news! I feigned another business meeting and he picked me up in his Lexus. I simply couldn't wait to get to our home and have Charles lace me into my new corset. He said, "William, baby, I am going to do really special makeup and a new wig with the corset."
I could tell that Charles was quite sexually aroused about all this! So was I!! I replied, squirming my ass on the car seat, "Oh, yes darling, this mature slut needs her corset so very much in order that I may feel so womanly, yet so homosexual, and especially I want to pleasure you, my darling homosexual master and husband!"
Charles must have taken two hours (interspersed with homosexual kissing and petting) lacing me up in this absolutely stunning and perfectly fitting corset. He made my waist waspish. My normally useless little cockette was quite hard, too! (And, where it always has belonged, encased in satin panties!) After I was completely made up with a lovely blonde wig and exquisite makeup, complete with seamed nylon stockings, adhesive bound breast pads, and long satin gloves (with a wedding ring, of course!) I also wore a beautiful satin blouse and ruffled, very feminine half slip.
Charles instructed me to our boudoir, and told me to lie on our wedding bed face down on my tummy. He applied a generous amount of KY to my vaginal anus. I was so surprised! I whimpered, "No, darling, I can't take you in my ass."
Charles replied, "It's time to try, William Wendi, my sweet, darling, darling faggot-boy wife. You know we must, don't you?" He kissed me so romantically and passionately and held me so close and with such comforting! He went on, speaking so softly and romantically, "I will just carefully enter then make very small thrusts until I easily ejaculate from the thrill of being inside my beautifully corseted queer queen!"
I whimpered a bit and said, "Ok honey, but please be gentle."
With this I could feel his cockhead against my vaginal anus. As he slowly entered me my little, non-performing sissy cockette became very, very hard. I moaned, "Oh fuck yes, darling sex master, my darling Charles, my darling husband!" as he slowly took me and possessed my homosexual vagina!
As his balls hit my balls and he rested, I knew he was fully inside my boy vagina. Oh fuck, it really felt good! I felt so womanly and so queer, too. He rested for a moment, then did tiny little thrusts, grunting in such a masterful, manly, sexually charged manner, "Oh, fuck, fuck, William girl, this is the ultimate my darling transvestite queer! My hot, sexy, boy wife!"
I replied, "My Charles, my husband, I am a fulfilled sissy-boy woman! Fuck my homosexual ass-pussy fast, deep, and hard, my sex master fucker! Fuck your sissy!" With this, Charles started deep thrusts. After about six thrusts, he paused, and wrapped his arms completely about my chest, engulfing me as if to protect me from the world. And, he began to nibble on my right ear as he continued to fuck me. I felt so protected, so secure, so effeminate, and so loved by my masculine, very powerful homosexual lover! I was so inadequate as a man but I knew I was quite wonderful as a sissy, male woman! I cried out, "Oh fuck me darling; make me your male woman forever! Love me and protect me, my wonderful husband!"
Charles replied, "Yes, William Girl, my inadequate small-penis sissy man.my wonderful homosexual boy woman.my special, special wife! I love you, baby! Take my hard cock!" His manly thrusting became even faster and deeper as he cried out in a deep, lustful, very manly voice, "Oh fuck, slut baby, take my fucking cum! Ahhhhh.FUCK..YES, take it all!" And, he gave me those wonderful short strokes, completely emptying his balls into me!
As I felt his warm semen flood my homosexual pussy, he gently squeezed and stroked my little dickette and I had a most intense climax and spurted a tiny bit of sissy semen onto the bed sheets as I cried out in a very fairy, high-pitched voice, "Oh, darling.fuck!... honey, I am your woman!" Charles was so aroused he stayed very, very hard after ejaculation. He continued to hold me tightly, kissing me on the back of my neck again and again. His cock was still, but oh so hard deep inside my sissy boy vaginal ass. I could feel it so profoundly. It made me feel so, so feminine and so desired as my manly lover's weak, effeminate, submissive homosexual lover. I knew this is what we both needed so very much! I softly cooed, "Oh, Charles, honey, I love you darling..I was always meant to be a real man's effeminate sissy boy lover. I was meant to take your wonderful hard cock deep inside my sissy ass!"
Charles replied, "Oh yes, baby, you have always been meant to be my homosexual boy woman! Wouldn't you simply love to have some folks with our inclinations see a video of us fucking!?"
I replied, "Oh, yes, Charles, I want to be the boy woman in an adult video! But, only with you as my lover, dear! The mere thought of mature hot men like you masturbating and ejaculating while seeing us fuck makes me so excited!"
"Some of them would likely be married men who secretly desire a sissy ladyboy like you for a lover," Charles added. "They would envy me so and get so fucking hard and have to masturbate, perhaps right on the TV screen splashing cum onto your very cute ass!"
With this we kissed passionately as Charles gently squeezed my little cockette, and begin thrusting his still-hard penis deep inside my eager vaginal ass! Oh, we were off again in a hot frenzied fuck! I kept whimpering, "I love it darling, I love finally being your boy woman!"
All seniors with the interests expressed in this story please feel free to write me: wendi@wendirobertson.net