My Beautiful Surprise

Heavy breasts trembled as if they were honey-colored orbs of gelatin tipped by swollen, dark brown nipples. A round emerald swung from a gold chain in her pierced navel. She had manicured her pubic bush by shaving everything completely smooth save for a blonde corona that encircled her fat penis and long fur completely concealing her ball sac.

Madison Parker was a shemale.

She awaited his reaction, fearful of rejection, daring to hope, aroused yet trembling with apprehension. His response was immediate.

"Madison, aside from the fact that you are the most beautiful creature I've seen in years standing naked before me...what's the problem?"

She could hardly believe what she had heard.

"But...," she began.

"No."

"No, what?" she responded with obvious puzzlement.

"No, it doesn't matter to me," he chuckled, enjoying the moment.

"It doesn't?" she said with astonishment.

"Nope."

"Maybe I'm confused," she began once more. "You mean that what I am doesn't turn you away?"

"Of course not!" he laughed. "You are exciting, obviously deep, stunningly gorgeous—you stopped traffic out there today—you are loving and filled with surprises. During this entire day you have intrigued me, made me think and brought me laughter. What about all of that should turn me off or offend me?"

Rather than drag it out any longer, Mark held out his hand and said softly, "Come here, Madison. Please. I want you."

The lady before him rushed into his arms and buried her face in the angle of his neck and left shoulder. Gradually her trembling ceased. He ran his hands over her back, then gently clasped a smooth cheek of her ass in each hand and squeezed. Finally, he ran his right middle finger through her anal cleft. Her breathing was becoming irregular with excitement. He thrilled at the thought of her fat cock swinging against his own and the mental imagery roaring through his brain like a firestorm.
"Mark, please take me to bed. But first let me undress you."