Friday, October 6, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE's MOTHER - CHAPTER 3 - PART 3


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Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The seconds kept going by in my mind; until our lips met and her tongue came barging pass by lips like a cat out of hell. Did I say a tongue? Instead of being relatively dainty like I’d imagined, her tongue felt more like a giant behemoth which left no room for our tongues to intertwine with each other. And what should have been a heightening sexual experience wound up feeling like two guys trying to suck each other’s limp cocks.

With the sense of ecstasy gone by the wayside, Liz and I got dressed and sat down on the antique loveseat she had in the corner of her living room. There our shy sexual personas sat face-to-face, simply cuddling each other like two young, simple lovebirds would from the days of our parents.

While our day of sheer sexual bliss had gone from its highest heights down to the pits, overall it had been quite satisfying. So, looking at the grandfather clock here the wood-burning fireplace in the living room I knew I couldn’t let our first day together end like this, there had to be more, and decided to take Liz out for dinner, to a highly exclusive French restaurant, an hour’s drive into the mountains. Luckily, she accepted my invitation and we proceeded to shower and get dressed in our best evening attire.

By the time we got back, as it makes no sense to tell what went on from the time we’d left until now because nothing out of the ordinary occurred. Unless you consider the enormous amount of aphrodisiacs we’d consumed during dinner, the effects of which were still going strong; we couldn’t just say goodnight with each of us going to sleep with our apartments, across the hallway from each other.

Gazing into each other’s eyes, we got undressed, throwing our clothes wherever they landed and went to Liz’s bedroom to start the new day the same way we’d started our first day together; with my sucking the nipple of her left breast.

(C) Kathryn Heart - October 2017

Sunday, September 17, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 3 - PART 2

Before I could think of anything else she pounced from her position and was now laying across my anticipatory

Oh yes! I can feel her skillfully twirling my balls between her ivory fingers just like you’d do with a pair of Japanese Worry Balls, and squeezing them ever so gently from time to time. I can already sense her giving me the best blowjob of my life.

After a few minutes she stopped, twitching her attention to jerking off on the shaft of my cock with an unbelievable rhythm; and as it got hard she placed her ruby red lips over my cock’s head licking and ever so gently biting down on it until I could no longer hold back my cum from wanting to burst out and fill her mouth.

When it did, she merely lapped it up like a cat lapping up a saucer of milk, after which she swallowed it like some of her favorite flavor of ice cream. Her mouth then tightly rode up and down the entire length of my cock as far down as it could go, swallowing any additional cum which would come her way.

Liz knew precisely what to do and how to do it, better any other woman I’ve ever gotten a blowjob from. And if I didn’t know any better, I would have thought she’d been born a guy. But with her ivory skin, gorgeous figure, flawless sweet angelic facial features, there was no way this could ever be possible.

Once she finished working on my still throbbing cock, she moved on to licking my salty sweating body, only stopping at my chest to feverishly suck my nipples which grew from being excited from the presence of her mouth.

I can’t believe how horny she’s making me feel. I feel a king having his queen kneeling in front of his legs spread wide apart, going after his rod like a candy cane.


I was now counting the moments until her mouth would reach my lips so we could engage in some outrageously hot French Kissing.

(c) Kathryn Heart - September 2017

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Saturday, September 9, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 3 - PART 1

As I laid in the bed waiting for her to start doing it to me, Liz of all things decided to take a shower; yes, a shower. While it might have seen like an outrageous thing to do, I believe she had an alternative motive reason for doing. For before she got to the bathroom she turned the free-standing, full-length, antique mirror she had in the bedroom, so I could see the shower stall from where I was lying.

When she stepped into the shower stall she didn’t close its door which gave me an unobstructed view of her outrageously gorgeous ivory-skinned body and black shoulder-length hair. She reached for a nearby red loofah sponge, and squeezed some liquid soap onto it before starting to slowly spread the soap all over her arms and legs, followed by her back with a long shower brush.

With only the front part of her body left to do, and the brush and sponge got placed on the small hanging shower shelf, Liz squeezed some soap into her hands and proceeded to sensuously massage her breasts, pushing them together, lifting them up from beneath; which caused me to react as if I had been washing them.

She then moved on to her pussy, where she teased it her fingertips; and with one hand spreading the lips apart, her fingers went probing into her cunt.

Stop doing this. It should have been my fingers down there and my hands should have been washing your breasts. Damn you’re a fuckin’ tease, aren’t you, causing me to cum and no place to go except into my hand.

The only thing left for me to do with this spent cum is to allow JennyGayle to have her first taste of this stuff. JennyGayle is only supposed to be my closet crossdressing personae, but if she likes it, I might start thinking of letting her go outside; that’s provided I can get my weight down to 160, which had been my wife’s weight when we got married and my makeup skills improve enough so I can create a flawless feminine image.

Damn this stuff has a great feel in my mouth, kind of gooey; so, let me swallow it before it might turn into a liquid. In my earlier teen days, I’d thought I was gay, but only participated in kissing other guys. Kissing felt quite comfortable as a guy, so I can only imagine what it would be like if I was a woman. Me, as a woman, that’s something I might consider start dreaming about.

Having these thoughts distracted me from keeping my eyes on Liz; for she’s now standing at the front of the bed, finishing drying her cunt and breast and making my mouth water wanting to go after these two items. Liz went to the nearby vanity, dropped her towel on the floor before spraying some enticing perfume all over her body.

At last, finally, she’s at the foot of the bed with one knee on the bed, as she prepares to lay her naked body across mine. I can’t wait to see what she’s going to do first to please my sexual desires.

(C) Kathryn Heart - September 2017 

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Sunday, September 3, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER = CHAPTER 2 PART 4

Since her apartment is a reversal of what I’ve got, I know there’s no other room abutting her master bedroom except my own; and with the other end of our apartments being almost seventy-five feet away, no one who could hear the moans she’d be making in a matter of moments.

I literally hurled myself unto her bed, laying with my face right between her succulent breasts. As soon as this happened my lips ahead towards the nipple on her left breast and began sucking it like a baby who hasn’t gotten any mother’s milk in eight hours; while the fingers of my right began teasing the entrance to her divine pussy.

When I’d gotten some of her mother’s breast milk into my mouth I stopped; immediately noticing her nipple had more than doubled in size.

She must have enjoyed her man-baby nursing on her breast for the moment I stopped Liz said, “Fuck me Jerry. Fuck me harder, harder than you’ve ever fucked a woman before.”

Hearing this without any hesitation I had my huge throbbing boner going in and out of her dribbling juice wet pussy, keeping in time with the music from the CD player she’d turned with the remote now lying on the floor.

“Com’ on Jerry I know you’re holding back on me. I want ALL you can give me.”

I increased the tempo in which my cock had been thrusting itself in and out of her cunt into high gear.

I don’t know how much more I can fuckin’ give her. My boner is beginning to ache something fierce.

“You’re damn good. You’re even far better than my late husband of three years, who fucked me every night we were married.”

Once my erection petered out I immediately lunged my face at right breast and began sucking it hard, just like I did with her left breast. Once she’d awarded me with her mother’s milk for the second time, I stopped, noticing her nipple had again doubled in size.

With my face still hovering over her breasts, I moved it lower so my huge tongue could creep along her salty ivory skin, giving a tongue bath as it moved towards her ruby red lips for some well-deserved French Kissing.

As with all good things they must come to an end, so after about an hour, I couldn’t keep my sexual prowess going with a break. I stopped and simply turned to lay on my back to await what Liz would now give me in return for what I’ve just given her.

(C) Kathryn Heart - September 2017


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Sunday, August 27, 2017

KATHRYN'S EROTIC HAIKU # 11 - SAFE

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Here are the three erotic Haiku responses I left for this week’s prompt word on the Haiku Horizons website www.HaikuHorizons[dot]wordpress[dot]com

This week’s prompt from the site is “SAFE“

Sweet leonine boy
My legs pull you in safely
Awaiting your cock

In my bed, lay still
Awaiting my cock’s approach
Worry not, you’ll be safe

Virgin’s still afraid
Afraid he’ll go too far, and
Can’t recall “safe word”

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BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 2 - PART 3

“Hi there handsome, I’m your new neighbor. I just moved in this morning. My name is Elizabeth Leah Jenkins, but you can just call me, Liz, everyone else does.”

“My name is Jerimiah Garth Adams, but just call me Jerry.”

I can’t believe how fuckin’ hot she looks because I can feel my cock enlarging and throbbing just wanting to get into what must a super-hot pussy. I’ve just to find out if another cock has already taken claim to it, and I’ve got to do it in a nonobvious manner.

“May I ask if you’re living with anyone,” I inquired cautiously.

“I not. My dear hubby died about two months ago, his relatives got his properties and everything else, leaving me with his money. And how about you?”

I could see her eyes, trying to hold back tears, she’s missing him dearly and would just love to have someone fuck her, and fuck her hard.

“I’ve been separated from my wife for five years now, but we can see anyone else we want to. She’s been able to find one guy after another for a one-night stand, but I’ve had no luck at all finding anyone even to go out on a date.”

As I saw staring back at me, her eyes running up and down my body, I then suddenly felt her long ivory fingers grabbing and squeezing my crotch as she said, “Why don’t you just drop off your bags in your apartment and then come over to see me. I’m going to leave the door unlocked.”

Oh fuck. I can’t believe this is happening. I’ve got hold back on my cock’s growing desire to let go an explosion of cum into my briefs, instead of her fuckin’ cunt.

I quickly threw the shopping bags on the floor from the doorway, locked my door and followed her into her apartment, and like a gentleman I locked her door behind me.

“Okay Liz. I’m here. Where are you?”

“I’m in the master bedroom suite on the left at the end of the hallway my sweet boy.”

Sweet boy. If this isn’t an invitation for some hot sex, I don’t know what is.

The moment I entered the bedroom, there she was, her naked ivory body lying on her back on the hot pink satin sheets, legs spread apart at the edge of the bed, inviting me and all I could offer into her gorgeous hot pussy.

“I’ve been waiting for you, my dear sweet Jerry. Why don’t you show me what you’ve got?”

Hearing this, I literally tore the clothes off my body and before I knew I had my throbbing huge cock going in and out of her now wet pussy. giving me an exhilarating high, a high I can last remember having with my wife on our honeymoon.

(C) Kathryn Heart - August 2017

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Sunday, August 20, 2017

KATHRYN'S EROTIC HAIKU # 10 - TASTE

Here are the three erotic Haiku responses I left for this week’s prompt word on the Haiku Horizons website www.HaikuHorizons[dot]wordpress[dot]com

This week’s prompt from the site is “TASTE“

A boy what he is
His cock is what a man has
Its taste pleases me

My cum’s a taste treat
For you to enjoy today
And forever more

She sucks my huge cock
As I lick my wet fingers
To taste her sweet juice


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BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 2 - PART 2

And if I’m going to be shopping for her needs exclusively it means I’d need to drive a few towns over so I won’t be running into anyone seeing me pushing around a cart full of feminine products.

The moment I got home I went to the ATM at the bank next door to get enough cash for my first real feminine shopping next excursion. So, with the cash in hand I got my BMW out of the garage in the basement of my building and took off to the nearby Interstate to drive 40 minutes in whatever direction happen to have been on my side of the road. With my luck, there in front of me, I saw a K-Mart in a strip mall the instant I’d gotten off the exit.
Not wanting to raise any superstitions of what I was shopping for. So, with a bewildered look on my face I headed for the makeup department.

No sooner than I started to look, I heard a young woman sales clerk ask me, “Can I help your sir.”

“Yes, you can. My wife sent me to pick up a few makeup items and like I fool I’ve lost the list she gave me.”

“Do know the shades she uses.”

“I don’t. Everything had been on the list I’d lost. And as far as her skin tone is concerned, she’s somewhere between yours and mine.”

“Here you go sir, a soft beige foundation and powder. I take it she’d had also asked for some red lipstick, dark brown eyebrow pencil, and probably some multi-color shades for her eyelids.”

“Damn you’re good. Thanks. I believe she also wanted me to pick some eyelashes.”

“If I was your wife I would probably go one which would give the fullest appearance. And here you go sir.”

“Thanks, Miss. You’ve been a lifesaver.”

“You’re quite welcome sir and gave a wonderful day.”

With this out of my way, I went to get some hair removal for my body and my face, makeup remover. I then got a new pair of black shoes, like a classic pump with a 2-inch heel, several pairs of large opaque white pantyhose, and a few undergarments, nightgowns, etc. By the time, like a kid in a candy store, I’d left the store with several three shopping bags filled with I believed would satisfy all Jennifer’s needs.

The moment I reached my apartment door a few hours later, I saw a gorgeous blonde-haired woman getting off the other elevator, walking towards me.

(C) Kathryn Heart - August 2017

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Monday, August 14, 2017

KATHRYN'S EROTIC HAIKU # 9 - SKY

Here are the three erotic Haiku responses I left for this week’s prompt word on the Haiku Horizons website www.HaikuHorizons[dot]wordpress[dot]com

This week’s prompt from the site is “SKY“

Looking at the sky
Hand goes between my two cheeks
Ecstasy will come

Need to be aroused
His fingers teasing pussy
Send senses skyward

SkyCap’s great service
Took me into the back room
Loud moans soon followed


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Sunday, August 13, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 2 - PART 1

CHAPTER 2

When I woke the next morning the repositioned my bra along with the breast enhancer to once again give me a little cleavage.
With that done I went to the bathroom and stared at my face which now had a decent five o’clock, and cringed looking at it.

How the fuck can I project a feminine persona, even it’s only for myself, with the disgusting fuzz all over my face. Well, with another week off, today’s the day, if it’s the last thing I’m going to do today, the will no longer be the day. Today’s the day my face will get the feminine persona it deserves. Today’s the day I’m going to put all the on-line knowledge of make-up I’ve accumulated to use.

With these thoughts, out of my mind at least for the moment, I did my usual male routine of shaving, putting on some decent after shave lotion and cologne. I got dressed in a pair of dull-colored male jeans, a pair of sneakers and tee shirt; then quickly ate some breakfast.

As I looked at the kitchen wall clock and saw it was nine o’clock, I began to think of all the feminine facial stuff I’d be buying today; but in the middle of my thoughts the phone rang.

This can’t be any good news. No one ever calls me this early in the morning when I’m home during the week.

“Hello.”

“Good morning Mr. Adams, this is Dr. Frederick’s office calling. He’s just received a phone call regarding a test you’d taken while in the hospital. It appears the original technical who evaluated it had mixed up the results with a patient who had a similar name to yours. Dr. Frederick’s wants you to come in as soon as possible, and don’t worry about the time. Just mention your name to the receptionist and you’ll be the next patient he’s going to see.”

“I was correct when I answered your call. This can’t be any good news.”

“The doctor told me to tell it’s nothing serious, but he needs to talk to you about your aftercare and what he wants you to do.”

“That’s a huge relief now Miss. I’ll be leaving as soon as I finished eating my breakfast. Bye.”

“See you soon Mr. Adams. Bye.”

Luckily Dr. Fredericks office was only three blocks away, so once I’d washed the dishes from breakfast and took off like a bat out of hell. The moment I got there, I was seen and left with a set of instructions to follow, the obligatory note for work, and a huge smile on my face.

I can’t believe my luck. The doctor wants me to stay home, take some medication, and follow his exercise instructions for the next three months. Three months, this means Jennifer Gayle can come alive all the time, except when I need to do my weekly trip to the supermarket. It also means I’m now going to do more shopping to appease her feminine needs.

(c) Kathryn Heart - August 2017

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Tuesday, August 8, 2017

KATHRYN'S EROTIC HAIKU # 8 - SPOT

Here are the three erotic Haiku responses I left for this week’s prompt word on the Haiku Horizons website

This week’s prompt from the site is “SPOT“

Cock in pussy goes
When it stops going deeper
Seed gets deposit

When I see you nude
I can’t speak and my heart stops
Alas, it’s a dream

First time I did you
In three minutes, you yelled stop
Now you want much more

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Sunday, August 6, 2017

BECOMING THE BRIDE'S MOTHER - CHAPTER 1 - PART 4

Stepping out of the shower I removed the body shaper I still had on, quickly rinsed it in some clean, cold water, and hung it on a hanger on the top of the shower door to hand. Naturally with some residue some the bubble bath still on my body I took a wash cloth to quickly wipe it off.

Wrapping myself in a think, luxurious, pink towel across my chest, I began to brush the long auburn-colored human hairs on my shoulder-length wig as I look at the bathroom mirror. I knew, if I’d ever want to go out in public totally dressed, I need to something about the hair on my entire body, especially my face; which is something I must do tomorrow.

With my body now dry, into my bedroom I went, pulled up a pair of red-colored boy-styled silk panties and another body shaper, after choosing a red push-up bra in which I place my pair of silicone breast enhancers I selected a red silk gown with a deep cutout v-neck to wear when I would finally go to bed; of course, I reached for a pair of red silk slipper to complete the ensemble I was wearing.

As I turned to go to the living room, my eyes caught sight me in the mirror and forgetting the fact it was me, being the horny guy, I am, I would die just wanting to fuck the woman I saw looking back at me.

Being in the hospital for the past week, I missed just sitting back in the cozy recliner I’ve got there, rubbing and squeezing both of my man-made breast. Closing my eyes, I would easily image myself being a woman having a real hunk doing to me with real gusto; something I knew as a closet crossdresser could only be an erotic dream I had on an on-going basis.


For some reason when it came for me to retire for the night, I decided to sleep to the second bed room I had; the one with the satin sheets and bedding, the one with the wide foam wedge so I could sleep with my head raised so my breasts wouldn’t go totally flat. The moment my head had hit the pillow that night, I fell asleep into the awaiting arms of Morpheus to dream of Jennifer Gayle, my erotic other half.

(c) Kathryn Heart - August 2017

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Wednesday, August 2, 2017

GETTING PREGNANT

GETTING PREGNANT

Here I am thirty years old and
   I need to become a mother so I’ve been told.
But no matter how hard I try
   no guy wants to make the commitment so I cry
There must be a way to start from the beginning
   the only way I see is for me to be cunning
I’ll get a picture of my twin brother and it by my bed.

With it there by my bed I can set my plan in motion
   to find a guy and make him give me his devotion
I’ve got to be cunning, I’ve got to be bold.
A lie I must tell, and I must tell it well.
Using my brother’s picture, the lie will seem to be the   
  truth.

Being a sexy looking goddess in a red dress.
I can lure any guy home and then into my bed.
When these guys say they fear of getting me pregnant
I assure them over and over that they can’t.
I tell them I’m trans and my before picture is there by
    my bed.

They look and they look as I cross my heart and swear
And then they take off all the clothes they wear
They suck my breasts as I suck their dick.
At the end into my pussy they ram their cock.
Depositing a lot of their creamy white cum.

Each of these guys always leave with a big smile on their
  lips
They’ve just fuck a bitch with no consequences to fear
   of their wives finding out.
For how a trans ever get pregnant with no seeds waiting
   for the sperm to come.
As for my luck, the third guy was the charm, and he
   knew I could do him no harm.
With my periods having stopped, I sit and wait for my
   expect delivery date.
All went well for about eight months, when
   with my luck, the third guy ran into me
His eyes popped out, his heart skipped a few
   beats.
“What the fuck is going on,” you told me you were trans.
You showed me that picture, you told me a lie.
I was dying to be a mother, I didn’t care the child would
   have an unknown father.

We got on the bus,
He began to cuss,
Everyone was looking at us about our fuss.
“What are you going to tell your wife?” I asked being coy
“Nothing. Luckily, she died last week,” he replied with a
    smiling frown.

He stayed on bus, till I got off.
He followed me home, like a lost puppy.
He followed me to my door, which caused me to fall to the
   floor
I asked what gives, why are you still here.
I need a good suck, and you give the best my dear.

So, I allowed him in, and he gave me a big grin.
I helped me get naked, and place me in my bed
He got undress and laid down with his face between my
   breasts.
Being pregnant my breasts got huge, being laden with
     my milk.
My breasts he then sucked, and I began to lactate.

When the dear got his fill, he smacked his lips.
He got up and stood near me, thanked me for the treat.
Then he straddled himself just below my neck and across   
   my breast
With his cock in his hand his said “Open wide”
I knew what he wanted so I merely obliged.

His cock was thick, his cock was large
It was the longest one I’ve ever had down my throat.
It was so long that I almost gagged with it being there.
The rhythmic motion of its going to and fro elated me so
That I wet my bedsheet with my juice

My body went limp like a virgin from her pussy’s first fuck
I became delirious from what he’s just done
My ecstasy was like I’ve never had before
Before I knew it, I fell victim to his erotic ways
I didn’t want to lose him, so I blurted out “Will you marry me?”

Or course he was shocked, his was in disbelief.
With his wife now gone, he knew he’d be alone
He felt a commitment for what he to me had done.
Without any hesitation, he yelled out “YES”
And then immediately French Kissed me for the longest time,

Before I knew it, he said We must marry next week.”
“Let’s forget the church, let’s do it in City Hall.”
“This baby needs a father, before he gets born.”
There was no way I could disagree.
Now I’ve got two babies, one came out of pussy, one wants
   at least part of him to get back in.

© Kathryn Heart – August 2017

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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

CHRISTMAS IN JULY

Christmas in July
Santa’s away from his wife
He’s got a list with him
To find some young women who are NAUGHTY instead of being
    nice
Nice women are too sweet to please Santa at this time of year.
Santa wants to get his cock excited so it gets big and hard.
He wants them to it to be sucked so its cum juice could be enjoyed
    by those you are truly naughty, the naughtier the better.
He wants to ram his cock in their wet pussy, and prevent he’s a  
    baby sucking on their nipples until he gets milk.
Naughty girls are the ones who are truly nice.
He’ll give them some expensive presents now, even
   more at Xmas when he visits them and they give him a
   quickie.

© Kathryn Heart – August 2017

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