I was awakened abruptly by someone banging on my door at 1am. At first, I thought it might be Harry, the man who replaced Mr. Cobb in my bed a few nights ago. He had been persistent and horny constantly. I think it was because fucking trans women like me was new to him and he hadn’t got enough of those wonderful sensations. In case you didn’t know my blind date, Mr. Cobb Or Tom had recently ravaged me. After fucking me silly Cobb silently creeped away leaving a substitute, Larry, or Harry, I get confused. In any case Larry was not kidding when he said he was long winded. Not only was he long-winded but he was so satisfying and grateful. He continued to thank me when I submitted to his conquest. He had that innocence that so many first time converts have. He said that there was something about transwomen like me that made him super horny. He had been imaginative, amusing and brick hard. Suddenly, I wanted it to be him at my door but when I looked through the peephole I didn’t recognize the face but It wasn’t Larry.
. “Who is it?”
“It’s me, Bo.”
“Bo?” He had been standing too close and I didn’t recognize his distorted face through the tiny peep hole. I was surprised and slightly disappointed. It wasn’t Larry, dammit. I opened the door and got an eye full of my cousin Bo. He stood there tall and wearing a guilty, yet defiant smile while he eyed me up and down. I had not thought to cover up and the transparent black lacey gown I wore left little to the imagination “Hey Cuz,” he said looking as if he was straining to see through the flimsy night gown. He sure didn’t need x ray vision to see everything underneath. He had seen me nude before, and we had done lots of nasty shit together, so Bo ogling me now was no big deal. At one time my young adult sex life had been centered solely on incest with Uncle Barney, and Bo. Of course, neither of them knew about the other. At times, I needed their attention more than they were able to spare. That’s when I would go surfing for men to satisfy my hunger. At other times both Bo and Uncle Barney would be horny at the same time and would insist that we get together. I became quite proficient at juggling with my time and alibis to keep them in my good graces and under my skirts.
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