July 14th 2003

Part 2.

Right. A few words out before I get inside (no pun intended) the subject. As a middle age man experiencing the joys of sex in a way that I would never have expected a few years ago, I thought I was prepared mentally for any story that I might put out on the phone-sex-specials.com site particularly since all those stories involved sexual encounters that I personally had, by phone or in real life.

I had already written a story about a shemale fantasy once but since it did not actually involve a real life shemale, the coward that I am thought it did not imply anything concerning my very own bisexual tendencies and so Mr. Male Macho here was feeling his own confident and cocky self!

After my last update though, the story I was relating did involve an actual shemale, and however I want to try and rationalize this encounter, a shemale is indeed a person born a man, who through medical intervention has also turned into a woman, a special woman with female forms .. and a throbbing cock.

Make no mistake. It is not just the female part of this person that enticed and excited me, it is also her throbbing cock and so once I had made the step from fantasy to reality, Mr. Macho was not feeling so manly and macho any more.. But this is an inner battle I have to fight myself and know you are not interested in it, as what you want is the real juicy stuff!

So here goes, what happened to me, a heterosexual man embarked on a bisexual journey.

The roles were now reversed. Bambi (the name of my shemale escort) was now sitting in the bath in front of me, and her body, which was pressing against my chest felt wonderful, and soft, unlike the state of my dick which was so hard that it actually felt uncomfortable. It was pressed against the small of her back, and I really wanted to put it elsewhere!

Bambi got the message immediately because she said in a voice that was now more male that the way she had sounded before: "Be patient big boy, there will be plenty more time for that!" She was calling me "big boy", this from a woman with a cock which I was now dying to touch.

"Come on. Touch my dick." She kind of whispered. "You know it's what you really want!"

And I did.

And so, my hands soon left her boobs and reached lower until they finally touched her cock. To describe the feeling I had at that very moment would be impossible. It was a mixture of guilt with an enormous sense of wonder and expectation and I will admit that it felt wonderful.

Her dick was not completely hard, and I would find out during the course of this memorable day that Bambi found it very difficult to reach a full erection, (perhaps the result of those female hormones) but just in case you are wondering if she did in fact reach that state, I will tell you yes. Eventually. And it was worth the effort and the wait.

Unlike me, Bambi had not been circumcised and the feeling of an uncut dick in my hands was also a new experience for me. Her dick was not that thick but it was rather long, long enough for me to encircle its base with my left hand, just above her balls, and then move my right hand around the top. To give you a precise idea as to her length, when both my hands circling her dick were placed on top of each other, the uncut head was above the hand that was placed on top. I was enthralled at the sight of the uncut skin on her dick cover and uncover the head of her dick with each movement of my upper hand. I remember thinking what it would feel like to actually suck that think and at that very moment, I did stop for a moment to ponder about the implications of such thoughts. Indeed I was not thinking how it must have felt to suck another dick, I actually made a distinction in my head and thought about an un circumcised dick!.

I was beginning to feel exhilarated. She felt fantastic. The whole package felt wonderful. It was as if I had been waiting for this very moment all my life and I suppose in a sense, I had!

"Describe how you feel" She told me, and all I could say to her was how big it was, and how wonderful if felt!

I carried on like that masturbating her with both hands and I guess she must have been enjoying it because she was actually beginning to swell inside my hands.

After a few more minutes, I started to realize that the water was now turning cold and so I moved to turn the hot water tap on, when she stopped me and suggested we go to bed.

And so we did.

I watched this incredible creature, with female forms, boobs that any woman would die for, and an ass that I was aching to fuck, slowly stand up until there was another thing that came into view, a cock that was longer than mine.

I started to get up my self, and midway though my getting up motion she put her hand on my head in a stopping gesture and pushed her hip forward in a silent order that I understood only too well. She wanted me to suck her cock.

And thus I was about to take my second step on this incredible bisexual journey.

Read what happened next on my next update

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