The Story of Stephanie (Chapter 8)

She was wearing a black fishnet bodystocking. So sexy. But that wasn't it. She turned around and bent over. There it was! A black butt plug! I was loving this. She'd clearly done her research. She told me to help her take it out. I slowly done as she said. Her ass was very inviting. I told her I wanted to work up to it, so we started having just normal sex. Then she said it. The 4 words every man wants to here. "Please fuck my ass!" You don't have to tell me twice. I got up and bent her over the bed and got into position. I remembered how I felt the first time, I knew it would hurt. So I took my time, and sure enough. She told me to stop as it was sore. I did, but she said to give it a minute and try again. So I waited. I was rock hard by now. I just wanted to grab her a fuck her senseless. We tired again. Again, going nice and slow. This time I went all the way and I was in. I started off nice and slow. Building up the pace a little. I asked her if she was ok. She was enjoying this. She told me to fuck her harder. It wasn't long before I could feel myself ready to cum. And bang. I came so hard. It was intense. We both dropped to our knees on the floor. That was amazing.

Now I bet your wondering, what has this got to do with my journey as Stephanie? Well as I said earlier, Alicia and I had discussed our fantasies. One I'd kept from her, was Stephanie, and that I'd always wanted to be Stephanie whilst with a real woman. I didn't think any woman would ever accept that part of me. But one night I got thinking to myself. I've really got nothing to lose here. This woman had already told me that for the sake of her children, she wouldn't leave her husband. I was fine with this. I knew our relationship was purely physical. I knew if I told her about Stephanie, she couldn't do or say anything to anybody. She couldn't let slip about our relationship. She'd get found out just as much as me! So I done it. I text her and told her straight. "Alicia, I have something I need to tell you.