The following is a work of fiction of one of the many fantasies that have run through my mind as I compose my stories. Part of it is based on true events that have happened to me and to several of my very close "girlfriends". I do hope you enjoy and if you do please don't hesitate to contact me. As always, this story deals with transgendered issues and intimacies shared by those who find transgendered people special. If this offends you or if you are under 21 years of age, please do not read this story.

 

A Full Service Bookstore
by: Kristen Satin
Krstnsatin@aol.com

 

Mike had grown tired from his long business trip and decided he needed a diversion before returning home from his extended stay. He noticed a relatively new adult book store several blocks from the hotel he was staying at and decided to pay a visit and purchase something to read and enjoy to alleviate the boredom he experienced each night in his lonely hotel room.

Nervously, Mike approached the bookstore, after parking his car behind several other cars in the gravel parking lot. Entering the bookstore, he was pleased to find it well lit and surprisingly clean. An overweight balding man greeted him as he entered the shoplifter detectors found at the entrance and exit.

Mike's attention was instantly drawn to the large display of Shemale/Transvestite magazines and videos. With trembling hands, Mike cautiously began to examine various magazines, growing increasingly aroused as he gazed at the glossy pictures on the covers of each magazine. Mike had often fantasized of spending a wild night locked in passionate lovemaking with one of these beautiful women, fantasizing of how it would feel plunging his hard cock deep within a sissies boycunt. He felt himself growing hard as he continued his search of erotic literature to take back to the hotel.

Without any prompting, a slight, effeminate store clerk sauntered his way over to the display where Mike was now beginning to show an interest to video titles with superstar shemales like Lisa Lawrence, and Shawna Stone. He was startled when the pretty, feminine store clerk, dressed in tight jeans and a white silk blouse quietly suggested that Mike could preview any one of the videos in a private viewing booth found in the rear of the store. He suddenly became aware of the soft sweet smell of the clerk's perfume, and the long slender fingers topped with soft pink fingernails. The clerk obviously enjoyed wearing pretty lingerie, as Mike could make out the muted outline of a lacy camisole barely hidden by the clerk's silky translucent blouse.

With a quivering voice, Mike made a choice of one of the tapes, paid the clerk, and quickly made his way to the back of the store and into a private viewing booth. Cautiously Mike sat down on the padded bench making sure he did not sit down on any deposits left by prior viewers. The screen lit up and the movie starring a petite Brazilian shemale began. Startled, Mike adjusted the volume to a level that did not announce the type of movie he was watching.

Within minutes, he found himself tugging his now raging hard cock from the confines of his briefs and began to softly stroking it, fantasizing how it would feel to have the pretty shemale's lips wrapped around his throbbing tool.

Suddenly, he detected a soft knocking at the door. Quickly he stuffed his now aching member back in his pants and opened the door, only to be greeted by store clerk that had suggested watching the movie in privacy in the booths. "Would you mind if I joined you?" the clerk asked. Acutely aware of his painful, throbbing, erection, and the possibilities of what may happen in the booth, Mike excitedly let the clerk inside to join him, then closed and latched the door of the booth. "Sweetie, we can't watch a hot movie like this, with your pants on, let me help you," the clerk offered. With the deftness of a surgeon, the clerk quickly unzipped Mike's pants and began tugging them over his hips. "You can help me out of mine if you like," said the clerk in a soft slightly sissy tone.

With shaky hands, Mike carefully unzipped the clerk's pants and began working them over his soft feminine hips, exposing the most delicate and feminine pink panties he had ever seen. Continuing to lower the jeans, he now saw the panties covered an exquisitely feminine lace garter belt holding soft white, lace top thigh stockings. As the clerk stepped from his snug, form fitting, jeans as they gathered around his ankles, he asked, " aren't they pretty?" Mike could only nod as he suddenly found himself in a trance, staring at the pretty feminine bulge growing in the clerk's, panties and the length of the clerk's erection as it pushed it's head out of the delicate lace band of the pink panties. The clerk then hooked his fingers in the waistband and slowly lowered the panties to the floor and stepped out of them also. "That's more comfortable now," the clerk said, as he stooped over to gather up his frilly, lacy panties. "Do you mind if I sit on your lap as we enjoy the movie?

Mike was speechless, as he gazed at the total femininity of the clerk. There before him stood a very pretty young guy, dressed in a pretty pink garter and thigh high stockings, a small, slender erection, throbbing inches away from his own, wanting to sit on his lap and enjoy the movie. Gently, but yet with desire, Mike wrapped his hands around the clerk's waist and guided his feminine companion to his lap as he returned to his padded bench. The warmth, and soft satin feel of the clerk's smooth, hairless bottom, just added to Mike's nervous excitement. "I hope you don't mind that I am joining you," the clerk whispered. "You are so good looking, and it is so rare to find someone as good looking as you who enjoys watching my favorite type of movie…. I just couldn't let you sit in here by yourself."

The clerk slowly slid back against Mike, pressing Mike's throbbing organ against the soft delicate skin of the clerk's back. Mike carefully reached around and unbuttoned his companion's shirt, uncovering the soft, delicate, lacy fabric, of the camisole the clerk was wearing. The material felt cool against the heat of his throbbing erection. He then allowed his hands to slowly wander down to the clerk's lap where he found a small throbbing erection, already wet with precum. The clerk softly sighed as one of Mike's hands gently gripped the clerk's cock and began to delicately stroke. Slowly Mike slid his other hand beneath the cool, satin fabric of the clerk's frilly camisole, and began to caress his soft, smooth, hairless chest, and tiny hardening nipples. The clerk continued to softly coo and moan, delighting in the delicious sensations he was experiencing.

The movie was now at a point where the beautiful young shemale was bending over and allowing her very virile co-star to plunge his enormous, raging erection, into her pretty, pink, boycunt. Leaning back and pressing her satin covered back against Mike's chest, the clerk whispered softly," I would love for you to do that to me." "I am all ready for you to slide that gorgeous cock deep inside me." The clerk sat up, repositioned himself, and then slowly straddled Mike's lap. Mike now had his burning cockhead pressed firmly against the moist, slippery, rosebud of his sissy companion. Slowly, the clerk eased himself onto Mike's sword, inching back a little each time. Apparently, the clerk had planned on this escapade, as Mike now realized he was easing into a well lubricated hole and his cock was easily penetrating his young sissy clerk's ass. "Ooh you feel so good, lover," the clerk moaned as they begun a slow rocking rhythmic motion. "Fuck me, fill me with your hot cum," he cried.

As the slow deliberate fuck session continued, Mike resumed his assault on the clerk's tiny throbbing cockette, stroking and milking it, trying to make this pretty, feminine clerk, feel the same pleasure he was experiencing. Within minutes, Mike began to sense that he would not last much longer, and in a worried whisper told his pretty sex partner that he was going to come.

"Come inside me darling," the clerk moaned. "I want to feel you throb as you come deep inside me and fill me with your hot, sticky seed." Suddenly, Mike lunged forward, and plunged deep within the sissies' ass and releasing torrents of white-hot cream. The clerk responded by squeezing her sphincter muscles, milking Mike's sword of passion. "Darling, that felt so good,"

the clerk whispered. Slowly, the clerk climbed off her lover's legs and turned around, dangling his throbbing erection directly in Mike's face.

Without any prompting, Mike leaned forward, opened his mouth and began greedily sucking and licking the sweet feminine cock of the sissy clerk. Within seconds of his oral assault, the clerk erupted, sending spurts of thin, hot, salty sperm, into Mike's willing and waiting mouth.

The clerk collapsed on Mike's lap and the two locked in a passionate kiss, sharing the treasure that spilled from the sissy cock of the pretty young clerk.

When they finally recovered, the two nervously began to get dressed. "I have never done something as exciting as that," Mike said. "Neither have I," the clerk added, "but you had me so turned on; I just had to try." Weakly, Mike whispered, "that was better than any old movie any day of the week." With a smile the clerk unlocked the booth door and the two of them stepped into the hallway. Before the two of them returned to the lighted area of the main store, the clerk reached over to Mike and stuffed the pretty pink panties into his pocket.

"My name is Tim," the clerk whispered, " but my very special friends who know me call me Tiffany." "I do hope you become one of my very special friends," smiling as she made the offer. "I would be a fool if I didn't become a very special friend of yours," Mike answered. They both stood there smiling at each other, basking in the afterglow experienced from the passion the two shared. Tiffany stood on his tiptoes and softly kissed Mike on the cheek. "Thank you so much for making me feel the way you did, that was so special."

Mike glanced over at the entrance, where the fat balding clerk was ringing up a purchase for another customer, totally oblivious of the events that took place within the confines of the dark booths of the store. Looking back at the clerk, he quietly spoke. " I am staying at the Comfort Rest Hotel, down the road if you want to visit after you finish with your shift." "That would be so much fun," the clerk bubbled, "give me your room number, and I will be by in several hours."

They both smiled at each other and Mike made his way to the exit and out into the darkness of the parking lot. As he drove back to the hotel, he carefully pulled his souvenir from his pocket, brought it to his nose and inhaled the pretty sissy clerks perfume. Softly he began to caress his face with the soft, delicate fabric of Tiffany's panties. He was filled with so much excitement as he decided how he would show Tiffany why his very special friends called him…

"Michelle"

 

I hope you enjoyed my brief erotic interlude between two very special people, who shared a special intimacy that only people like us understand. E-mail me if you like it.

 

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