Lust and Love with Leona

"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.