Lust and Love with Leona – part 1

“I want to fuck you Jake.” – she said. I got on my hands and knees and Leona fucked my ass with passion. And I enjoyed every thrust.

Our dear forum member Cham wrote a sequel for his erotic story about Leona, his shemale lover and i’m extremely proud to be the first one to publish it here at Trans Ladyboy for all our horny readers. Mad props to Cham for his outstanding work!

Lust and Love with Leona
By Cham
This is a work of fiction.

The days after I fucked with Leona I spent alone. She has told me that she was going for shoot in the Bahamas for a week. I was a man who had everything in terms of material comforts, and there was not a girl I couldn’t pull in a bar. But I found that I could not stop thinking of Leona and that I stayed at home fretting and looking at shemales and ladyboys on the internet. I had Leona’s number but was terrified of calling her in case she was working and I disturbed her.

I just wanted her to be back and worried that she may not want to see me again. My cock was perpetually hard and leaking pre-cum. Luckily I run my own business and have an honest manager. I put him in charge of things and took the week off. After much introspection, I had the brilliant idea of visiting the bar where I had first met Leona. So one evening I got dressed and ready to go out, but as I was about to leave, a niggling thought that had been at the back of my head came up right in front of me. If it wasn’t Leona, it would not be the same. It had to be Leona, I wanted to re-create my first time with her.

I stayed home that night and hit the bottle, and once I was fairly drunk, I decided to throw caution to the wind and to call her. Her cell was ringing…
“Hello?”
“Um, baby, its Jake…”
“Jake! How sweet of you to call! How are you, lover?”
“Fine, how are you?”
“Baby, you’re slurring, have you been out partying, meeting lots of lovely girls?” Her voice was teasing me.
“Er … no… actually I’m at home..”
“Oh you darling boy! Say! Are you missing me?”
“Errrr… when are you coming back. I miss you.”
“Oh dear … my darling, I’m sorry. We’re going to stay two weeks more. It’s off-season and we’ve got the location cheap and the producer wants to finish off a few more movies …”
“Damn!”
“Poor baby…”
Silence from my side, I was crushed. TWO more weeks without Leona. I would prefer to castrate myself!
“Listen baby! I have a bright idea! Why don’t you come and visit me? The girls would love to meet you!”
“You mean I can visit you? Won’t anybody object?”
“Certainly not, as long as you don’t get in the way of my work or behave like a jealous husband.”
“I promise baby, I won’t. Can I come right away?”
“Oh yes!!!”

And so it came to pass. I handed over charge to my manager, Pete, got my agent to get the first available tickets to the Bahamas and was soon on my way. This was an opportunity of a lifetime, and I was not going to miss it.

I knew that Leona was a porn star, or adult entertainer if you will, and that they were in the Bahamas shooting porn. For instance, I knew that she would be fucking men and women, and perhaps other shemales in the Bahamas, but I was only interested about when she would be back and whether she would want to see me again. I did not feel any of the typical male jealousy. Meeting Leona had somehow liberated me from the uglier human emotions, that of possession and ownership. Or was it that a transsexual was herself not possessive and that liberated the partner? Perhaps this is why some men were drawn so inexorably to the third sex. And in any event, the human race is not biologically monogamous.

Several hours later I was at Nassau airport and once through immigration my eyes hungrily scanned the crowd for her, and there she was, as stunning as ever. She was dressed in a skirt that barely concealed that magnificent ass. We immediately wrapped our arms around each other. I had a raging hard-on and so did she, and our hips seemed to have forged themselves to each other. Only when I did see some people starting to stare did I disengage.

We were soon in a private cab heading to the secluded beach location hired by the production company and Leona was all over me. I frantically indicated the driver, but Leona said, “Relax honey, he’s worked with us many times.” We made out in the car massaging our cocks under our clothes and kissing deeply. I was in a state of schoolboy excitement and ready to explode when we thankfully pulled up at a very pretty colonial-style bungalow.

I was plied with fresh fruit juice and introduced to the cast, a bunch of gorgeous shemales. There was Hilda, who seemed Brazilian, Jamie, a black American with the cutest smile, a tall white American called Mandy, and another black American called Veronika. Each was more beautiful than the other. The only woman present was Lucia, the maid, and she was suspiciously beautiful; black, tall, slim, with long, straight black hair, and a drop-dead gorgeous face. The crew were at a hotel in Nassau.

I stood there, my tongue hanging out with ill-concealed lust when Leona cut in, “Honey, which of them do you like?” I turned bright-red with embarrassment as the girls tittered, and to add to my discomfiture Leona began caressing my cock. She then, thankfully, dragged me into our bedroom. Our clothes were off in a second and we were locked in a 69. I guess she has lusted for my cock almost as much as I had lusted for hers.

When we had come, we lay in each others arms just content to be there with each other.
“So tell me darling, which of them do you like?”
“I like you, ” I mumbled.
“Oh darling, don’t be like that. I’m not sexually jealous, I want you to have fun. You’re not the possessive type are you?” She looked worried.
“Er no, it’s just that I’m new to this.”
“Don’t worry darling, so tell me who you liked?’ a mischevious grin on her face.
“I liked all of them, ” I said, turning bright-red.
“You dirty boy, I bet you’ve been surfing shemale porn.”
Bright-red again.
“I knew it the moment I met you.”
“How?”
“Can’t say, just think of it as a special talent exclusive to shemales. Lust for shemale cock?” Again that playful smirk.
“Er, I guess you could call it that.” I was beginning to relax.
“Good, because I have something planned for you.”
“A shemale orgy?” I was only half-joking.
“Perhaps… if you are a good boy. And do you like Lucia?”
“Lucia? I sure do, but isn’t she the maid?”
“She is, but Richard and Lucia also double and the female and male roles for this shoot.”
“Richard?”
“Her husband, who drove us back.”
“Oh…” Richard was black, well over 6′ tall, and had an athletic build. I wondered if he had ‘acted’ with Leona.
“Are you wondering if Richard and I have done it?”
“Er … yes.”
“We have. You jealous?”
“No baby, ” and I meant it, “actually it makes me feel horny for you.” I hugged her. “I know you’re a porn star and I don’t mind.”
“Do you want to see Richard and me?”
“What, like now?”
“No, on video.”
“Cool.”

I was soon watching Leona, the love of my life, getting fucked by Richard. “Like it?” she asked, and I nodded. I was getting so turned on. It was beautiful and it was liberating. And neither, certainly not Leona, looked like they were acting. They seemed to be having a great time enjoying each other’s bodies.

“Now be a good boy and get on your hands and knees, ” and then with passion, “I want to fuck you Jake.” I got on my hands and knees and Leona fucked my ass with passion. And I enjoyed every thrust. Yes, this is what I wanted. It was sexually liberating, and spiritually and mentally liberating, because, pardon the pun, I gave a fuck what anybody thought about my attraction to Leona in particular and to shemales in general.

We fucked the night away, consumed in our lust and emerged for a late dinner. The girls were off today and the next, and had gone out for an night on the town in Nassau. Richard and Lucia had also gone and so we fixed dinner for ourselves. After dinner we grabbed a bottle of champagne and headed to the beach. It was a private beach and Leona and I fucked again. We swam, and later on the beach I marveled at the moonlight falling on Leona’s generous curves. She tasted of the sea and we made warm and tender love to each other.

The next morning we woke and Leona insisted that I wear only a pair of boxers to the breakfast table. Although we had sucked off each other as soon as we woke I was still petrified that I would get a raging hardon at the breakfast table. Leona came topless with a tiny red thong to cover her ass. We stepped out and I was partially relived to see the others wearing only bikini bottoms, Lucia included. Richard was wearing boxers.

“Oooooh, here come the lovers!” cried Hilda in a husky voice, and the others joined in a chorus of teasing. Before I knew if Hilda had come up to me and was running her fingernails over my nipples. My cock was growing hard and she made things worse by grabbing it through my boxers.

“Oh look girls, ” she cried, “I think Jake likes me!”
“Hey Lucia, ” yelled Leona, “Jake wants to fuck you good. You okay with that Richard?”
“So long as I get you baby, ” and Leona and him were kissing passionately. I noticed Leona watching me closely, but I had other things on my mind as Veronika was feeling my butt.

Somehow I made it through breakfast without shooting a wad right there, with the girls teasing me all through. They took turns sitting next to me and running their hands over my body and through my hair. It was made all the worse by seeing Leona and Lucia rubbing their bodies against each other.

When we returned to the room, I grabbed Leona, but she was having none of it. “No you don’t you horn dog, ” she said, “I have something special planned for you.”

By the time Leona and I went down to the beach the others were already there, the champagne was flowing, music was playing and the dancing had started. We were greeted with a cheer and Leona and Richard were soon flirting shamelessly. Lucia joined them, whereas I was, to put it mildly, attacked by Hilda, Mandy, Veronika and Jamie. Fresh meat, as Hilda put it, much to the amusement of the others.

We were soon dancing, whilst Leona, Richard, and Lucia were dancing separately. I watched as they sandwiched Lucia between them and ground their hips against each other. I so wanted Lucia as well! I wanted to enjoy her with Leona. But I was brought back to reality when Veronika slapped my ass hard.

“Leona’s your first shemale?” she asked, and I nodded.
“She tells us that you like us, ” teased Mandy, “do you, Jake?”
“Yes, ” I stammered.
“Do you want to fuck with us, Jake?” It was the incredibly cute Jamie.
“You like getting fucked up the ass Jake?” This was Hilda.
And then the chanting started, “Jake wants to fuck us, Jake wants to fuck us, ” but the champagne and the atmosphere were getting to my head and I could not care. My hardon was clearly visible through my boxers and my body was shining with sweat. God, I wanted to fuck these babes now!

We were dancing hard, rubbing our sweaty bodies against each other, and I loved it when one of the girls rubbed their tits against my nipples whilst another rubbed their tits against my back. I loved their naked sexual aggression and as they pulled me to them for a kiss and ground their hips against mine, I could feel that their cocks were astir and ready for action.

We were dancing away like satyrs, when all of a sudden Hilda attempted to pull down my boxers. It snagged on my cock but the other three were on my case and I was down with my back on the sand, buck naked with a raging hardon. Before I knew what was happening Mandy’s lips were around my balls sucking hard, while Veronika slipped a cock ring onto me and began playing with my cock head.

.. to be continued ..

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