Chapter 21: The Party 2: Bianca

Barry had never felt more desirable in his entire life. Olivia had transformed him into a red-hot chicky babe that Barry knew all of his friends would fuck in an instant.

Until Ben introduced him to Gloria, Barry was wholly unsuccessful in attracting women. Modern women used trickery, smoke, and mirrors to move themselves from fives and sixes, where Barry knew he was, to sevens, eights and nines, depending on their makeup, body contouring clothes skills, and fashion sense.

Most women he was attracted to immediately moved him into the ‘friend zone’. Barry knew it was because of his underwhelming five-inch cock. However, it was primarily because of his diffident, self-conscious personality. Barry lacked the confident self-esteem that most women were attracted to. It didn’t help that Barry often wondered if he wasn’t gay. He enjoyed tranny porn and regularly imagined being fucked in his ass by a transgirl.

An acquaintance introduced Barry to the Biaustralia website, and Barry regularly shaved his groin, perineum, ass, and balls, stole a pair of his mother’s knickers, put them on, concentrated the camera onto his bare, knicker-covered cock, and broadcast to the entire Biaustralia audience. He’d whacked off many times with other knicker and panty fetishists.

Now, here he was in a fetish dungeon, surrounded by approximately thirty people, and many of them either eyed him appreciatively or speculatively. Women who he knew in his male persona would ignore him, their eyes skipping over him unseen, groped his throbbing cock, felt his ‘breasts’, and stuffed their tongues down his throat. Men also kissed and felt him up, something he was beginning to enjoy immensely, although not as much as the women.

Barry took a deep, relaxing breath and reasserted her Bianca personality. Barry would be wholly overwhelmed by this situation. Bianca, however, the slut she was, would relish every grope and kiss and return them tenfold. Bianca was only four steps into the room when a married couple took her hands and whisked her away to a wide leather bench.

The woman fell on her back on the bench, lifted and spread her knees, and exposed her bare, dripping cunt. Her husband dropped his pants and kicked them away and then leapt between his wife’s salaciously spread legs and drove his cock into her cunt. Then, the woman held her husband’s ass cheeks apart, displaying his plug-filled ass, and said, “Fuck Brian’s ass, honey.”

Bianca eased Brian’s butt plug out and replaced it with her cock. Fucking men was still a new experience for her, but the combination of Viagra and the little pink pill had Bianca’s libido racing and her cock throbbing and dripping precum. She was eager to fuck or be fucked by anyone. So, it only took a few pumps before she worked out how to kneel with her knees outside the man’s ass, balance on his lower back, and fuck him hard.

“Fuck him!” The woman growled, arching her back and thrashing her hips up at Brian. “Oh, fuck him hard! Make him squeal like the little bitch he is!”

Bianca did her best to comply but knew her mediocre cock wasn’t big enough to make many people scream. However, her vicious thumps into Brian’s ass seemed to encourage the writhing, moaning woman beneath him. She muttered epithets and jammed her hips up to meet Brian’s descending cock.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!” The woman moaned, her orgasm peaking and blowing her mind away.

Brian climaxed next, grunting as he pumped jizz into his girlfriend’s spasming cunt.

Despite her balls being held away from her shaft, the sublimeness of these new sensations caused Bianca to cum, too. The stretch caused by her balls being prevented from tightening against her shaft and cum made them ache, but the pain seemed to add to her orgasm’s intensity, and Bianca’s vision turned grey momentarily.

Bianca almost regretfully pulled out of Brian’s ass when she felt him push against her. The couple thanked her and left to find other distractions. Bianca nearly staggered to one of the sinks scattered around the walls and carefully washed her cock and balls. She was amazed to find the orgasm hadn’t softened her cock nor doused her rampant arousal. So, she moved through the room to see who else might want her.

Bianca saw and spoke to several women she’d have liked to get it on with, but her natural reticence and Gloria’s edict to only couple with those who initiated it kept her cock out of another hole. That was until a nearly naked, twenty-ish man asked if he could suck her cock.

Bianca had tried to remain mostly silent because she knew her voice gave her away. But Olivia had taught Bianca a trick that allowed her to create a Bea Arthur-type woman’s voice. Olivia had worked on that much more until her voice sounded entirely feminine. But the Bea Arthur voice was the best Bianca could hope for in such a short period.

“Of course, honey,” Bianca agreed in her Bea Arthur voice. She took the boy’s hand and led him to an empty bench. “Do you want to kneel before me and suck me off, or would you prefer me to lie down?”

“Umm, I’ve never sucked a cock before,” the young man admitted. “I’m not sure what to do.”

Feeling worldly and experienced for the first time in her thirty-five-year life, Bianca hummed, “Oh, honey, you’ll love it! It feels so powerful when you sense their balls tightening against their shafts, and you know they’re going to cum in your mouth.”

“Oh, wow!” The boy exclaimed. “May I, please?” Bianca nodded. “What do I do?” He queried.

“You’ve had your cock sucked, right?” Bianca asked. The young man nodded. “Then do to mine what you like having done to yours.”

“That simple, huh?”

“That simple,” Bianca confirmed, nodding her head.

Bianca leaned back on her hands and moved her hips to the bench’s edge. The pleat covering her throbbing 5-inch cock slid aside, and the young man knelt nervously, his eyes fixated on the gently bobbing cock before him. He moaned wantingly before shakily reaching his hand out and grabbing Bianca’s stem. He moaned again before slowly lowering his lips onto Bianca’s glans. The boy’s tongue darted out and tasted the precum oozing from Bianca’s cock’s eye.

He thought, ‘Not so bad.’ And let his lips engulf Bianca’s glans. Bianca’s pleasured groan encouraged the young man, and he ran his tongue around her cock’s head before tentatively sucking.

Bianca desperately wanted to grab the young man’s head and jam her aching cock into his mouth but knew she had to let him set the pace. There might be a need for her to become more dominant shortly, but if she did now, she’d terrify the young man and possibly scare him away from ever sucking a cock again. So, instead, she moaned appreciatively and moved her hips a minuscule amount up, encouraging the youngster to accept a little more.

The man willingly complied, letting Bianca’s cock slide into his mouth. He managed to fit almost all of it in before it hit his gag reflex. The twenty-ish boy choked and retched but gamely tried again.

“Take it slowly, honey,” Bianca crooned. “When you feel my boy-clitty nearing your gag reflex, stop there and swallow repeatedly until the need to gag goes away, then try to take a little more. You can do it, darling. I know you can.”

The young man tried again but had to back away. Then the third time, Bianca’s entire cock slid into his mouth.

“Well done, baby,” Bianca cooed, stroking the boy’s hair. “Do you want me to cum in your mouth? I’m close, honey. So, you need to let me know if you don’t soon, okay?” Bianca could feel the young man nodding as she stroked his hair, so Bianca gently pumped her hips, encouraging her man to bob his head. He took her hint and began sliding his warm mouth back and forth along her shaft. “Close, baby,” Bianca warned. “If you don’t want me to cum in your mouth, take me out now and jack me off.”

The young man groaned around Bianca’s slender cock before wrapping two fingers around her shaft and pumping her into his mouth. The unexpected extra stimulation jumped Bianca off her peak, and with a loud groan, she ejaculated into the young man’s mouth.

The boy gagged once before he could swallow her gift, but his face lit up radiantly when he did. “I was pretty good, huh?”

“You were magnificent, baby,” Biance cooed, refusing to drift into post-coital bliss. She had a job to do.

“Can I fuck you now?”

“Of course, honey,” Bianca allowed. “Do you want me on my back, front, or knees?”

“Can I kiss you?” He asked.

“Yes,” Bianca replied.

“Even with your cum in my mouth?”

“Honey, if any man or girl you’ve blown won’t kiss you afterwards, refuse to suck them off or eat them out again until they do. I want to show you that I appreciate you making me cum, and kissing you is part of that.”

“On your back then, please.”

Bianca lay back, lifted and spread her knees. She reached between her thighs and pulled the butt plug out, and placed it aside. Her fuck hole gaped lewdly and pulsed, trying to close up again. The young man gulped, staring at her slippery fuck hole. He gulped again and dropped his pants. ‘Fuck! I’m glad Gloria insisted on such a big butt plug!’ Bianca marvelled. “I thought Samuel was huge, but that thing’s fucking massive!’

Seeing Bianca’s wide-eyed stare, the youngster said, “It’s okay if you don’t want to fuck me. Most girls are too scared even to try. The women here seem to love it, though.”

“I want it in me, baby,” Bianca asserted. Bianca knew Gloria wanted to see her take Nigel’s horse cock, and thought this young man’s would be a significant step in that direction. She patted her hole. “Be gentle, though, okay?”

The young man nodded before covering Bianca’s body. She reached between them as he balanced on his left hand and helped him to guide his almost 10-inch cock into her fuck hole. The youngster’s circumference was around the same as Bianca’s plug, so he slid into her, experiencing little resistance until he hit her knot.

“Push,” Bianca demanded, knowing the cock would hit her prostate as soon it parted her knot.

He did, and Bianca groaned loudly, delighted by the sensation of the young man’s cock sliding firmly over her P-spot. Her cock throbbed and gushed precum, and she knew she’d cum shortly. Gritting her teeth to stop her imminent explosion, Bianca gasped. “Fuck me and fill my whore’s cum hole, honey. Make me your slut.”

The youngster moaned and collapsed onto Bianca’s tits. She wrapped her thighs around his hips and pushed her ass up to meet his thrusts. He kissed her, and Bianca allowed the young man to take ownership of her mouth, just as she’d let him take her ass. The young man pumped twice more before ramming his cock into her depths and holding still, his enormous cock spewing cum into Bianca’s bowels.

“Gaaaaaaaawwwwwdddddd!!!!!!” They moaned in unison as Bianca’s girly penis spat cum between their bellies.

The young man rested on Bianca’s satiated body for a few moments before he regretfully pulled out of her, a flood of semen following his withdrawal. He struggled to his feet before thanking her, pulling his pants on and staggering away.

Bianca lay on the bench in a post-orgasmic daze until she felt a warm washer cleaning her belly, cock and balls. “Slut!” Olivia admonished as she lifted Bianca’s knees and cleaned her abused anus. Olivia pushed the nozzle of a douche bottle into Bianca’s ass and squeezed. She felt lukewarm water gushing into her bowel before she sat up quickly.

“Gotta go!” She said panickily. She scurried to the loos, desperately trying to keep her sphincter closed long enough to get there before she released the water. She made it barely in time and sat gratefully. She cleaned up and returned to the bench and a giggling Olivia. “Bitch!” She spat before accepting a glass of wine and her plug from Olivia, which Olivia had cleaned and re-oiled. She squatted briefly and reinserted it into her ass.

Olivia clinked glasses with her before they sipped. Then, Olivia giggled again before concernedly asking, “You doing okay? I know I was a bit overwhelmed my first couple of times.”

Bianca took another sip and considered before saying, “I’m doing fantastic, you know? This is the first time I’ve ever felt desirable. People want to fuck me and be fucked by me. They compliment me on how I look and want to talk to me. That just doesn’t happen to me.”

“Yeah,” Olivia agreed. “But now you need to decide who’s the real you. Because if it’s Bianca, you must have that conversation with Gloria now. I know she wants kids, which will have to be soon, given she’s already thirty-seven. You can’t give those to her if you go down the Bianca route.”

“Did you consider remaining as Olivia?” Bianca asked curiously.

“If Courtney hadn’t escaped Hannah’s demented control, they’d have forced gender reassignment surgery on me. Hannah wanted me completely off the board because she knew I was the only one who could take Courtney off her. However, being Olivia full-time would never have been my choice. She’s fun to take out of the closet and play with once a month, but that’s as far as I want to go.”