A Perfect Pandemic: A Transsexual Transition in a Troubled Time

It was her most lucrative show ever.
A Favorite Fan
Her phone rang. It was A-Rod.
“Wow, was that you?”
“Depends. Who are you?”
“AR-15, course.”
“Love the handle.”
“I’m so fucking horny.”
“Need any help with that?”
“Can I come over now?”
“I’ll text you my address. Park down the street, stay in the shadows, I’ll unlock the side gate. My parents have got even more cameras than I have.”
Lara packed up her dildos and freshened her ass. She started disassembling the cameras, then changed her mind and instead opened a new computer folder entitled “Defloration.”
A-Rod texted her from the back yard while she was redoing her make up, so she texted him “It’s unlocked, come in.” He entered her room as she finished her lips.
“How do I look?”
“Even hotter than the girl on screen.”
“Let’s get comfortable. Are you cool if I film us?”
“We’re making a porno?”
“Something like that. I’ll blur your face and tatts.”
“Why not, if I’m going tranny chaser, might’s well go all in.”
“Love your attitude.”
Lara tapped her computer, centered her face on the screen, and said “Hi guys, it’s Lara again, and one of my favorite fans has stopped by to test his tool on my whore hole. Hope you have as much fun as I do!”
She beckoned A-Rod, into the picture, and she kissed his erect cock’s tip.
“Metérmela en la boca, stick it in my mouth.”
He grabbed her hair and pumped his dick in her mouth. Lara choked, gagged, and coughed it out. She smiled into the camera, then at A-Rod.
“Sorry, I’m a beginner. I never sucked real cock before.”
“You’re a virgin?”
She nodded, then sucked him more, getting into the rhythm, synchronizing her breath with his thrusts.
“Mmm, me encanta, I love it, it tastes like a real man. My dicklit tastes so girly.”
He pumped harder, his muscles bulged, and his breath heaved.
“Quiero cogerte, I want to fuck you.”
Lara tasted a salty wisp of sea foam.
“Quiero que me folles, I want you to fuck me.”
“No, stop, I can’t help it.”
His body spasmed, and shook. The first spurt of A-Rod’s load exploded in her mouth like a rogue wave crashing on a tranquil shore. He frosted her face, neck, and boobs with more spurts of simmering semen, then collapsed on the bed beside her.