Chapter 8

Eddie made a mental muster of those in the living room and Grady was the only woman missing, and of course Al. Bethany looked more attentive than Felice, so he assumed she was next. Instead of making any comment about it, he claimed his recovery time by going directly to the kitchen. Looking for any left-over bacon, he found some and looked in the refrigerator to see what else was available. Finding the makings for a BLT (Bacon, lettuce, and tomato) sandwich, he called out to Tamera, to see if she wanted one. She joined him immediately and helped to make the sandwiches, then they sat at the table and enjoyed them, along with a cola drink. Soon, the other four women wandered in and found something to snack on while they all sat at the table and made small talk. During the conversation, Eddie was asked about his family. He was reluctant to talk about them because it could affect how the women thought of him, so he just told them about his relationship with Edwards’ mother and sister. After an hour, Eddie announced that he was ready to proceed. Bethany immediately perked up and rose from the table. Bidding the others a good afternoon, he made sure he let Felice know he hadn’t forgotten about her. He then put his arm out, Bethany took it, and they climbed the stairs side by side.

Bethany was different from the other women in many ways, but for starters, she was the same height as Eddie. She had broad shoulders and her clothes revealed she was in excellent physical shape, much better than Eddie. As soon as the bedroom door closed behind them, she pushed Eddie up against the wall and planted a lip-lock on him which took his breath away. While she was kissing him, she gave him a bear hug that nearly pushed all the air from his lungs. After a minute or two, she simply said:

“Strip! I want to see you naked, chief.”

Not to be impolite, he immediately responded by disrobing and tossing his clothes on the chair. Bethany had done likewise. Eddie had maintained a pretty good physique, having grown up doing physical labor and once in the Navy, had exercised regularly. Now, standing before him, was a woman who displayed a muscular build better than his. He remembered her from the Soiree, where she stood out because of her height, made more imposing by her high heels. She had worn, however, a gown which had covered her toned, muscular arms and was long enough to hide her muscular legs. Her nightwear, the night before, had also camouflaged her physique.

Now, as he looked at her, he told himself he was going to get the shit kicked out of him.

They stood, looking at each other. Eddie noted the legs, torso, and arms of a body builder, but from the neck up, she was a very attractive brunette. Of course, she also had a fair-sized set of tits on that chest and trimmed pubic hair showing pouting lips beneath. At the soiree, she had worn her hair down, so it just reached her shoulders, but now it was up in braids. Looking once more at her face, Eddie saw tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Bethany, sweetheart, what’s wrong? I won’t hurt you. I’ll bet you already know that, because you could whip my ass.” He asked, concerned.

“I’m a freak!” she sobbed.

Just like with Angel, his heart went out to her:

“No, you’re not! You’re a very athletic, and attractive woman. Why would you say that?” he asked.

“I look like a fucking man, who takes hormones to get boobs. I’d have to run around naked, showing my cunt, so people would know I’m a woman.” she cried.

“I’m sure that’s not true.” Eddie reassured her.

“Yes, it is! Even at school, some of the girls think I’m transgender.” she lamented.

“So, why did you pursue body building to such an extent?” Eddie questioned.

Bethany explained to Eddie how she got the physique she possessed.

She grew up in a farming community, Napier, south of Auckland. She was her parents’ only girl, but she grew up with five brothers, three older and two younger. All the siblings were fierce competitors and to prove she was as good as her brothers, she had worked alongside them, doing all the labors required of a farmhand. To feel she was their equal, she’d put in extra work to build her muscles to the point she was almost literally just one of the guys! Since she had the build of a man, she dressed like a man, and nearly everyone in the community seemed to forget she was a woman. In fact, she had been on exactly one date, which turned out to be a hoax perpetrated by the other girls in her secondary school who had paid a local loser to ask her out. She was mortified when the truth was revealed. When she’d turned eighteen, her mother decided she needed to be taught to be more feminine and had sent her to this finishing school.

While she was telling her story, Eddie had coaxed her to sit beside him on the bed and he’d held her while she talked. When she finished, Eddie kissed her on the cheek and gave her a squeeze and said:

“Bethany, you’re not the only woman I’ve known who was better physically fit than most men. You have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re not a freak, and there are ways to train down, so your muscle tone will remain, and the bulk will diminish. Did you participate with the other women when they had the rendezvous with those sailors the other night?” he inquired.

She began sobbing again, but managed to answer:

“Yes, I was paired up with a big hulking beast of a man, but when we got down to it, he cried that he couldn’t get it up, because it was like trying to fuck another guy. I was so embarrassed I just left and went back to school. I didn’t hear about you until the next day.”

“Well, sweetheart, I don’t feel that way, as you can see.” Eddie exclaimed, showing off his rampant boner.

That stopped her sobbing, and she looked at Eddie’s erection with awe. Eddie was not willing to believe his was the first boner she’d seen in the flesh, but reserved judgement.

“Bethany, are you virgin? I don’t mean to pry, but it may make a difference in how I make love to you.” he asked.

“No, I’m not, but only because I managed to get a couple of horny field hands to do me while they were drunk. It wasn’t much, but I didn’t want to be a virgin all my life.” she admitted.

“Okay, thank you. May I ask how you and Al got along? Again, I don’t want to pry.” he apologized.

“Al was sweet, and he treated me like a lady. It was very refreshing. I hope you’ll do likewise.” she sniffled.

Eddie was idly wondering if all these women had some sort of hangup, and that’s why they gravitated towards one another. For Bethany, he was willing to go all out to make her feel like the woman he felt she wanted to become.

Sitting beside her, he already had his arm around her, so he turned her toward him and moved his face close to her and kissed her gently on her upturned mouth. She sighed and tried to follow his lead. He knew she hadn’t had a lot of experience in kissing, so he took it slowly and demonstrated a few of the ways lovers kissed, starting with the basics, and working up to the deep kissing. She was an avid pupil, putting her whole being into each new style of kissing. He pulled her down to a reclining position, with their legs still off the bed, but eventually moved her fully onto the bed, as he resumed kissing her. He also began caressing her body, softly and gently at first, trailing his fingers about her neck, shoulders, and upper torso.

Leaving her lips, he kissed her face and neck, then moved to her collar bones and onto her breasts which sat upon the toned musculature of her chest like a dollop of whipped cream on a piece of cake. When he reached her nipples and began suckling them, she let out a sigh and a whimper. Her arms had been at her sides, but she now put them on his shoulders and caressed him there, and down his back as far as she could reach. Proceeding downward, he kissed and licked his way across her ‘sixpack’ and approached her trimmed bush. Putting a hand on his head, she asked:

“Eddie?”

“Yes, hon?” he replied.

“Shift yourself around so I can get to your cock, please.” she requested.

Making the necessary adjustments, he was now looking at her vulva upside down, but she had fisted his prick and was examining it and then kissing the head of it. Not being able to kiss up her thighs, he began raining kisses on her pubic region and licking the outer lips of her vagina. He had to moan as she engulfed his dick with her mouth. She did so tentatively, so he assumed her to be a novice at it. As he drilled between her labia with his tongue, searching her vaginal opening and her clit, she was haphazardly stroking his cock and sucking at the head. A couple of times she tried to swallow more of him and choked as his phallus went too deep and hit her ‘gag reflex’.

Almost laying on their sides while administering their oral attention upon each other, Eddie was feasting on her suddenly weeping pussy. Bethany was becoming more adept at working her mouth up and down his prick and her saliva was running into his pubic hair and onto his thigh. As his oral action intensified, Bethany gasped and pulled off his dick, so he moved around so he could be between her thighs. This gave him his accustomed approach to ‘eating the shit out of her’, and she was responding as he’d hoped. He also added a long middle finger to probe up inside, in search of her ‘G-spot’. The combination of his suckling of her clit and his massaging of her ‘magic button’, she went ballistic and nearly threw him off the bed. He managed, however, to keep in contact with both clit and ‘G-spot’. Consequently, he brought her off with a bang. His weight had held her legs down, but her upper body left the bed as she did a ‘sit-up’ and shrieked her pleasure in a long-drawn-out cry of joy. He assumed the people downstairs were no longer alarmed by hearing strange sounds coming from upstairs. He stopped sucking but kept stroking inside her cunt until she fell back, ostensibly exhausted by her orgasm. As she lay panting, he gently withdrew his finger from her pussy and looked up at her over the expanse of rippling muscles. As soon as her eyes opened, she almost literally dragged him up to lie beside her. Breathing deeply still, she gave him such an adoring look and a broad smile.

“Now, that was simply stupendous! Holy hell, chief. You’re the first man to ever eat my pussy. You’re better than the girls in my group. I’m sorry for not being very good at giving a blow job. I’ve had very little opportunity to practice.” she avowed.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, and don’t worry about you sucking on me. If you’d been good enough to make me cum, then we may not have been able to get to what I think of as the main event.” he commented.