Now that we were alone, she fucked me nice and slow, verging on making love. Gazing into my eyes, she did blush as her face was captivating, as beautiful as my other lovers. Leaning down to kiss me, I lifted my legs back as I couldn’t help moan, feeling her girlcock even deeper inside me. And as she’d already cum a few times, I figured she’d last even longer than earlier.
Stroking my cock, she smiled again, urging me on to cum, knowing we’d likely have to enjoy another quick shower together. “You’d be surprised how many men love to bottom,” she whispered.
“I’m figuring they can enjoy it with a transwoman and not feel it’s gay,” I suggested.
“What do you think?” she wondered, stopping and leaving her girlcock buried.
“Cindy is a woman. I don’t even use or think of the word ‘trans’ when describing her gender. When it comes to sex, to be honest, we rarely enjoy it this way any longer, though there are times when she just has this urge to fuck me. I entered this relationship completely open minded. The first time she asked if I wished for her to fuck me, I gave it some thought then figured I had no issue with it. We did it, found we both enjoyed it, and now here I am tonight, enjoying some really hot sex with yourself and Alexa.”
“She really loves fucking you, Mark. I’m amazed, in all honesty, more about the fact Alexa and I are well-endowed, and you take it so well.”
“Cum in me and then we can cuddle and talk.”
That made her smile, and she fucked me a little harder. We both came again later, enjoyed another quick shower together, checking to see that Alexa was still making love with Cindy, who told me that the three would sleep in that room together.
Natasha cuddled into me, a complete change to what we’d been doing earlier, her arm across my chest, her leg resting over me. She was a shower, not a grower, so her girlcock pressed into my side, making both of us chuckle. She was full of questions about my relationship with Cindy and I was honest as I could be. Aware of the issues Cindy would face, she spent most of the time asking me about how I viewed myself in our relationship. I told her it was still a learning experience, but that the one thing that mattered to me was how much I loved Cindy, and how much she loved me in return. Anything else, we’d deal with together.
Waking the next morning, Natasha was spooned back against me, giggling when she felt my cock pressing into her. Alexa wandered in as she probably figured out we were awake, getting into bed and spooning me from behind, her hard girlcock pressed into me.
“Morning, baby,” she whispered, “Cindy and Steph will prepare breakfast for us.”
“And what will we do until then?” I wondered.
“Snuggle?”
“I love snuggling.”
Rolling onto my back, Alexa and Natasha cuddled into either side of me. Alexa sighed, glancing to see her smiling at me. “Cass does this with me every morning,” she explained, “I really love her, Mark.”
“And she was okay with last night?”
“She only wished she could be here, but knows she’ll have her fun with us tonight. Trust me, sleeping with you will never be a problem with her.”
“She is adorable,” Natasha added, “Last time we spoke, she told me that she’s in a far better head space nowadays.”
“We’d actually been attracted for a little while before we finally admitted it to each other. Surprised us both, but as soon as she moved in with me, the idea of her sleeping in the other room ended. Moved into my bedroom and my bed, and it’s been like that ever since.”
“No more looking for a man?” I had to ask.
“No, we found each other, Mark. I didn’t need a man. I needed someone to love. So did Cass. We just didn’t consider the idea that it could be each other.” She started to chuckle. “It’s rather amusing. Cindy did find a man for herself. Caroline ended up with your ex-wife. I found Cass. I do wonder who Emma will end up with. You too, Tash.”
“I know what I want in a man, it’s just finding one who can accept me for who I am,” Natasha stated.
“I think there are plenty of men out there who will,” I stated confidently, though given what I knew Cindy had been through, perhaps it was a little over-confident, “But I know that there are also many men who treat you as a fetish rather than as a human being.”
“That’s a major problem,” Alexa said, “They’ll happily fuck us to tick off their bucket list. ‘Oh, she looks like a woman but has a cock. Well, I’ll fuck her arse, cum, maybe she’ll fuck me and cum, then never see her again.’ What they don’t realise is that admitting our secret is a big thing in itself, let alone taking someone home, getting naked with them, and leaving ourselves completely vulnerable.” She paused before whispering, “I might be tall, but I’m not a man. I’m not strong physically. And I’ve learned that too many times.”
I hugged her tightly. Cindy wasn’t the only one to have had more than one bad experience. “But you are strong in many other areas,” I whispered, feeling her nod as she buried her head into my shoulder, pulling Natasha tighter to me at the same time, “I won’t say I completely understand how scary life can be for you at times, but I know how much courage it would take to tell someone.”
“I’m still surprised Cindy told you here in her home,” Alexa said, “But she said you were the first man she’d met in so long that she trusted almost immediately. She’s usually been a good judge of character. I’m just glad it was you and not someone else. The first time we all met you, we fell in love as a group, Mark.”
“Definitely,” Natasha murmured, “Certainly understand why you have a fiancee and a couple of girlfriends.”
Cindy appeared in the doorway and immediately grinned at seeing me being cuddled, getting into the bed and cuddling behind Alexa. Asking her friend if she was okay, Alexa assured her she was, just having a little heart to heart with Natasha and myself. Getting up and dressing, we enjoyed breakfast together, Stephanie receiving quite a few questions from Alexa and Natasha about the pregnancy, and it was safe to say Cindy, Stephanie and myself were not the only people excited about the fact we were having a child.
Our guests left mid-morning as they needed to go home and change. Sitting back on the couch after wishing them farewell, Cindy sat with me on the couch, snuggling into my side. The television was on but we barely paid attention to it, Cindy proving rather distracting with her legs across my lap, her lips constantly wanting mine. We stayed like that until we had lunch, heading out to do a little shopping in the early afternoon before returning home to get ready for that evening.
I was left wondering, when organising the night, if I’d be expected to attend wearing something I wouldn’t normally put on, but Cindy assured me it wasn’t exactly that sort of club. When she said, ‘not exactly’, I did have to question what she meant. When she explained it thoroughly, I knew I was going to be in for a good time. She assured me there’d be lots of pretty girls, with a few men and women who knew of the club and would be welcomed guests, but it was a place where trans men and women could congregate in relative peace.
We had agreed to meet at a pub near the club, one that was LGBTQ+ friendly. I wore a pair of trousers, an ironed long-sleeve t-shirt and a jacket, ensuring I wore socks and polished black leather shoes. I used an electric razor to ensure I had stubble. I’d been to see Emma during the week to ensure the important areas of my body were nice and smooth.
Cindy was dressed in a white blouse, button down that allowed her to leave the top couple of buttons undone, a great view of her cleavage, a short black skirt that just about covered that perfect little arse of hers. Black thigh high stockings and heels finished the ensemble, a touch of make-up to accentuate her pretty face, and she put her hair up in a ponytail. Just that was enough to get my mind working.
Alexa and Cass had already arrived and grabbed a table when Cindy and I walked into the pub. Buying us each a drink, I kissed Alexa and Cass before sitting down, Alexa waiting all of thirty seconds before I felt her foot feeling up my groin. Cindy noticed and giggled. “Down, girl!”
“I was telling Cass all about last night,” she explained, “She’s looking forward to tonight.”
“Who is else is coming?” Cass asked, “I’m figuring the usual group and maybe a few others?”
“Emma, Georgie, Melanie, Natasha and Annabelle are all coming, as is Megan, Caroline, Jane and Stephanie. Mark’s friends, Mike and Chris, are also coming.”
“I would have invited a couple more of the boys from work, but I wasn’t sure how they’d handle tonight. They’d probably see a few things that would shock them. We’re going to get together for drinks at a later time.”
“Your sisters are coming?” Cass asked in surprise.
Cindy took my hand and smiled. “Well, I’ve fucked his and he’s fucked mine. They won’t see anything they haven’t seen before, trust me.”
“Remember Mike’s party?” I asked, Alexa almost smiling immediately, “Yeah, Jane had a great time there. Then there was that night at the club Cass works at. Jane still talks about that night.”
Megan and Caroline were the next to arrive. Megan wore a little black dress that she looked just absolutely stunning in. Caroline went with a red dress that showed off her long legs. Emma, Georgie and Melanie all arrived together, Natasha and Annabelle next up, arriving separately within a couple of minutes, with Jane and Stephanie arriving fashionably late but ready to have a lot of fun. Mike and Chris were last to arrive.