Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2013 22:05:52 -0500
From: Sasha steele <sashadanka@gmail.com>
Subject: Amantra Faux (two)

Amantra Faux, Transvestite Tomb Raider (Part two) by Sasha Steele

   Amantra Faux lay on the massage table. He was on his belly, eyes closed,
dreamily savoring every rub and knead as exotic oils were massaged into the
smooth flesh of his huge round bum.  Rafael, his personal masseuse, had
wonderful hands. Amantra's heavy thighs were spread, his massive semi hard
cock resting heavily on the sheet between them.  Everything was perfect
until the phone rang. Then it got a whole lot better. A short skirted male
maid handed the phone to him.

   "Professor Faux," the voice on the other end said. "This is agent Daxx
from the Bureau."

   Amantra had briefly dealt with agent Daxx on a few occasions when he had
done field work for the Bureau. He knew little of him, except that Amantra
thought the handsome and muscular Beauson Daxx was hot. Hearing his voice
Amantra's cock stiffened a bit more.

   "The Bureau has a job for you," agent Daxx said. "I'm in the city over
night, the Savoy. Meet me for supper, say at seven, we'll discuss it."

   "Sure," Amantra said, "Savoy at seven. See you then."

   Amantra handed the phone back. His mind was churning, dinner with a
man-doll like Beauson Daxx. Who knows what it might lead to. He rolled
over, his cock now a full blown hard on. Amantra's freaky cock goes beyond
a description of just big or huge, its a fucking monster.  >From the
humongous hairless scrotum, the unusually thick shaft, Amantra's cock
stretches outward a good foot or more when fully erect. What makes his cock
so stunning though is the delicate pinkish head that emerges from the plump
foreskin taking on a very slight upward divergence.

   "Do my front," Amantra ordered. Rafael repositioned himself by his
manstress's head and began to massage the fat that formed Amantra's fleshy
man tits. Amantra lay with his heavy arms resting on the bed, hands up by
his head. The loose curls of his long black hair were askew about him. His
eyes were closed as he thought about his dinner date with Beauson Daxx.
What dress should he wear?
 What shoes? What should he do with his hair? Two hours. He had better
start to get ready soon.  Amantra yawned, then drifted off.

   He awoke a short time later to the masseuse working the fat on Amantra's
substantial gut. His erection had abated. He sat up. "Enough," he said
dismissing the masseuse.  Then to a male maid ordered his bath run.

   When Amantra Faux entered the dinning room all eyes were fixed on him.
Not that Amantra minded, he was after all a voluptuous transvestite in a
sexy mini dress and an exhibitionist. Most times he fed on it. This time
though Amantra was just a bit self conscious. In his haste to be seductive,
enough to snare Beauson Daxx anyway, he had dressed a bit too, shall we
say, slutty.  His mini dress was a bit too mini and all the tugging in the
world on its hem wasn't going to be enough to fully cover the massive cock
that crowded Amantra's pantie pouch to its fullest capacity.  And although
the dress did just managed to cover his huge ass Amantra was flashing far
too much pantie clad cock. What the hell was he thinking when he decided to
wear this dress?

   Amantra had chosen a chiffon mini dress with a floral pattern - large
red roses on a mostly white background. The dress featured a square neck
line, cap sleeves and a straight line waist to help hide his gut. He wore a
short white suite jacket over his dress, white six inch platform pumps with
a matching white hand bag and white accessories - pearl necklace and
earrings. His pretty brown eyes were heavily made up with black mascara,
eye shadow and eye liner, lips and nails in ruby red. He decided to wear
his hair down in loose ringlets.

   Underneath, in case he got lucky, Amantra had chosen his sexiest
lingerie; beige nylon stockings with lacy elastic tops pulled right up to
his crotch; white panties, medium cut, high waist with tummy
 control and a pretty lace waist band; and a matching white brassier with
lacy low profile cups.

   When the full figured transvestite archeology professor sashayed into
the Savoy restaurant Beauson
 Daxx, along with everybody else, couldn't help but notice the flash of
white panties. It was no wonder, with the content of their penal pouch so
large it would be difficult to hid under any dress never mind one that
short. More than just notice, Beau was mesmerized by the massive package
sticking out from below the hem line of Amantra's mini dress, jutting side
to side as he waddled up to him.

   Beau stood and offered his hand. He was wearing a plain brown pant suite
and suede pumps. His light brown hair was cut in a short Bob, long bangs
swept to the side. He wore little makeup or jewelry. Of course he'd dress
plainly Amantra thought, he's a Bureau agent here on business and all you
can think of is having sex with him. How bad is that?

   "Professor Faux, good to see you again," agent Daxx said.

   "Amantra please," Amantra said in his deep sultry voice.

   "Very well, Amantra. Call me Beau. Please have a seat."

   They ordered drinks, did the small talk, ate supper and then went over
the details of the job the Bureau wanted Amantra to do.

   When Amantra had sat down the back of his dress rode up and so it was
just the seat of his panties between his big ass and the red
cushion. Amantra was aware of that. He was also aware that, because of the
mass of his colossal member and especially his enlarged scrotum, he had to
sit with his big legs spread. Normally these things would not have been
thought of at all, never mind a concern. But with sexy Beau Daxx sitting
across from him Amantra was as nervous as tranny school boy on a first
date.

   Amantra had to pee but thought to hold it long as possible to help stave
off an erection that threatened to stretch his panties to their
maximum. The last thing he needed right now was to get a hard on in the
swanky restaurant at the Savoy, especially in this dress. But now he was
getting desperate to pee and Beau must have noticed him squirming around so
much. Amantra thought that he may be able to covertly clutch his cock to
ease the pressure but decided against it. Agent Daxx noticed
everything. Finally he just gave up.

   "Excuse me," he said to Beau, "I'd better go pee."

  With that Amantra got up and headed for the bathroom. Beau watched him go
admiring the way the globes of his ass rode up and down with that sexy
waddle that comes from having to walk with your legs spread apart. The huge
size of Amantra's thighs would cause such a waddle he mused. And the weight
of that monstrosity between his legs riding against the front of them
certainly wouldn't help. At any rate Beau liked what he saw.

   Amantra had to hurry the last few steps clutching himself, he had to go
that bad. He burst into the bathroom, straddled the nearest toilet and
lifted the front of his dress out of the way, though there was no real need
to do so. Tilting his head back Amantra closed his eyes, opened his mouth
and breathed a long sigh of relief as pee gushed through his panties
splashing noisily into the water.

   Amantra peed long and hard. Finished he took a wad of toilet paper to
wipe his pantie pouch then went to the mirror to check himself out. His
mind jumped one random thought to the next - 'I look so hot. Fuck this
dress is short.' He tugged at its hem. 'I wonder if Beau thinks I'm sexy?
Shit I,m getting a hard on. Stop thinking about wanting to fuck
him'. Amantra tore himself away from the mirror and returned to their
table.

   "Does Mandam care for desert?" The server asked.

   "I shouldn't."

   "The white cake is especially delicious."

   Amantra's mouth watered. He loved cake. 'Shit'. He hadn't eaten all that
much though, and could always get Rafaellle to massage a little more
vigorously around his waist.'I'm so fucking weak'.

  "Yes I will have a piece thank you," Amantra said.

   Beau watched Amantra savour his cake. Once he had pitched the assignment
and Amantra had accepted it, their business together was concluded. But
instead of shaking Amantra's hand and saying thank you for your cooperation
Professor Faux, Beau had asked Amantra to join him for a drink in the
lounge bar. One step closer Amantra thought and felt a familiar stirring in
that place he mistakenly figured was finally under control.

   They sat at the bar, ordered drinks and chatted. Amantra faced sideways
sitting on the stool with his big legs apart and his bulging pantie covered
cock hanging out very unladyman like. But given the girth of his thighs and
the size of the thing between them he could do nothing else. Trouble was
though, Beau standing facing him was so dam close they were touching and
that was causing that thing between his legs to grow even larger. It
certainly wouldn't be the the first time Amantra had an erection in
public. But, having come this far, he didn't want to scare Beau off.

   After another drink or two Beau was even closer, standing right between
Amantra's splayed legs. His now semi-erect cock was touching on Beau's
leg. Beau didn't seem to notice though. He just carried on with their
casual conversation. But it was driving Amantra bananas until finally he
just gave in.

   "I'm getting a hard on," he whispered to Beau. "We better get out of
here before its too late."

   Beau turned full into him and Amantra felt the hardness in his pants
pushed against him.

   "It's already too late," Beau whispered back.

   Suddenly Amantra's cock rose to its full length and pushed back rock
hard into Beau's crotch.
   'Oh shit.'

  "Don't worry we can sneak over to the elevator," Beau said, clearly
amused.

   Amantra looked around. The place was practically deserted. But still.

   "Easy for you to say," he told Beau.

      They stealthily made their way to the elevator. Amantra's full
erection tented the penal pouch of his silky white panties better than foot
out in front of him. The stretchy material of his pantie's penal pouch
clung to the massive protrusion, following the impressive shape of
Amantra's penis and scrotum. The front hem of his mini dress hung down from
his protruding gut and draped delicately over its shaft. There was no
hiding this monster.

   Once in the elevator Beau pinned the beautiful over weight transvestite
who possessed the largest cock he had ever seen against the glass wall and
kissed him deeply. They were locked in an embrace, still kissing and
grinding their hardness into each other when the elevator door opened at
Beau's floor.  Inside the hotel room they embraced and kissed some more.

   Amantra fumbled at the buttons of Beau's suite jacket. Beau helped him
open it exposing the light brown brassier he was wearing. Amantra put his
hands inside the jacket to explore the warmth and beauty of Beau's muscular
torso. They kissed again, deeply, passionately.

   Beau sat Amantra down on the bed and got down on his knees between his
spread legs. He took hold of the throbbing hard on in Amantra's
panties. Ran his hand down its thick shaft. He couldn't believe the shear
size of the thing. Couldn't even close his hand around it at its
base. Precum had soaked Amantra's panties at the tip of his hard on. Beau
took it in his mouth and sucked Amantra's cock through his panties. He
could taste the salty residue from Amantra's pee mixed with expectant.  It
tasted good.

   Amantra threw his head back, his long curly black hair cascaded down
behind him. "Ahhhh," he breathed through his open mouth as Beau sucked his
cock.

   Beau ravaged Amantra's pantie clad cock awhile longer then said, "let's
get these off you."

   Amantra lay back on the bed as Beau helped him wriggle out of his rather
large silk panties.  Amantra lifted one great butt cheek then the other
while Beau tugged on them. Once free he drew them down Amantra's heavy
stocking clad legs, over his heels and discarded them on floor.

   Amantra's humongous thighs were spread. His awe inspiring monster cock
with its prodigious balls in a bald thick-skinned scrotum, each perfect
testicle more than a hand full, and the unusually thick shaft that grew out
from the cleft beneath Amantra's bald fat pubis mound to more than a foot
in length, stood in all their glory exposed in front of him. The freaky
pink head on a slightly upturned neck had emerged several inches beyond the
end of the fleshy shaft. It seemed smallish by comparison but in truth was
larger than Beau's. As Beau explored this marvel he felt a hollow longing
at the top of his stomach and he trembled with wanton anticipation. He
wanted not just to see Amantra's gigantic horse cock, to touch it and taste
it. He wanted it a part of him. He wanted to be Amantra's cock.

   He brought the cock to his mouth, licked the bottom side of the pee slit
causing a guttural moan from Amantra. Slid his tongue up the slit tasting
it juices. Then he took the delicate pink head fully into his mouth, closed
his lips around its neck and sucked.

   "Mmmmmm" Amantra hummed.

   Beau bobbed his head allowing his tongue slide up and down the top end
Amantra's cock shaft while at the same time his hand worked the bottom to
masturbate him. That caused Amantra to make a hissing sound through his
clenched teeth. Beau had worked on his cock for only a short time before
Amantra felt the first urge that he was going to cum.  Then suddenly he was
there when Beau took his monster cock as far into his mouth as he possibly
could. Beau felt the cock head pass his uvula. He pushed on. Near the base
where Amantra's cock was at its thickest he felt his lips stretch to the
maximum and still he pushed further. He felt the cock head slip into
throat. He was choking but still wanted more of it.

   "Ohhh, fuck," Amantra screamed

    He grabbed hold of Beau's head desperate that he not escape and thrust
himself into him driving his cock even further down Beau's throat. Amantra
was choking Beau but didn't care so long as he could cum. He felt a
powerful burning sensation on the bottom of his erection just below the
cock head, a terrible itch he couldn't scratch. It was
unbearable. Something had to give. Then he felt a release deep inside his
swollen balls. A hot discharge raced up the full length of his thick shaft
and seemed to explode at the point of discomfort under his cock head. Hot
cum spewed out its slit and shot down Beau's throat.

   "Ahhh! Fuck!" Amantra growled. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

   Beau's head rocked back as the first gush of cum hit him. He coughed,
but didn't let Amantra's cock escape from his mouth. Still Amantra held him
there and, undeterred, pumped wave after wave of cum into his mouth until
he finally emptied himself. Beau swallowed it.  He swallowed again and
again. Not just for fear of drowning but because it tasted so dam good and
he wanted every last drop.

   Amantra let go of Beau's head and flopped back on the bed exhausted.
Beau cleaned his cock licking up every last remnant of Amantra's cum and
then he went to him and kissed him tongue against tongue. Amantra liked the
taste of his own cum and so made the kiss last a long time.  Beau laid atop
him and Amantra felt the throb of Beau's hardness pushing against him.

     "I want you to fuck me," Amantra purred.

   Beau stood, slipped out of his jacket letting it fall to the floor. The
flat soft pads of his brassier fit snugly against the hard chiseled muscles
on his chest, the straps draped over powerful shoulders and attached to the
sash low on his muscle studded back. He undid his pants. The tip of their
penal pouch was soaked through with precum. He pulled them down onto his
powerful thighs. The pouch of Beau's matching light brown panties too were
soaked at the tip of his hard on. Beau's panties were plain except for the
wide waist band with pretty lacing that was pulled up high on his tight
 abs. The seat following the round globes of his muscle butt and pulled
tight into the deep cleft between his ass cheeks. The penal pouch, a sleeve
of stretchy material, followed closely the contours of his hard nine inch
cock. His beautiful body was well tanned and hairless.

   Beau drew his hard cock through a leg hole. He positioned Amantra on the
edge of the bed with his heavy legs pushed back toward his head. They were
spread, his gut protruded upward between them with his still erect cock
pressed against it. He inserted his cock into Amantra's fat ass. His hole
was warm and moist, the leakage from Beau's cock making it even more
so. Pushed it deep causing Amantra to moan with pleasure. Then Beau began
to undulate his powerful hips fucking him.

   "Mmmmm, fuck me," Amantra purred. "Fuck my fat ass."

  And Beau did just that. His motions sped up. His hips moved faster. The
hard gluts on his round muscle bum clenched and unclenched rhythmically in
time with the back and forth motion as he drove his cock deeper and deeper
into Amantra's ass.

   "Ahhh," Beau mouthed as he felt the heat start to build a the tip of his
cock. "Ahhh!"

   He pushed more frantically now. His flat abs smacked against Amantra's
fat ass. He was close.  And then it broke. Beau stopped his undulating
motions, pressed himself hard against Amantra's big ass, penetrating him as
deeply as he possibly could. He closed his eyes and came in a torrent of
relief.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

   Amantra felt the hot cum ejaculated into his rectum. A feeling of
fulfillment arose in him, like when he pigged out eating cake. Mmmmmm. It
felt so good. Beau withdrew his cock.  Helped Amantra rock his corpulent
self to a sitting position. He helped him to his feet. They kissed long and
hard, and eventually the swelling in their cocks subsided.

    Beau helped Amantra back into his panties, kneeling on the floor while
he stepped into them.  He drew them up over his nylons to his crotch where
Amantra's bloated bag hid their pretty lace tops.  If anything Amantra's
balls looked even bigger now. He took his cock in hand. It had lost but a
few inches of its length and little of its thickness. The thing was still a
nine inch monster. The pink head had reascended back into its thick skinned
sheath leaving just the tip of it sticking out. The cock felt solid and
heavy in his hand as if Amantra still had a semi erection, but that indeed
was its flaccid state.

   "You have a magnificent cock," Beau said.

   "And you are a magnificent cock sucker," Amantra returned.
     Beau took a lingering last look before he inserted the beautiful
monster into its pantie pouch. He made sure it was hanging straight,
adjusted the material around Amantra's balls then pulled the panties over
Amantra's big ass and drew them up high on his fat belly. Beau stood up and
tugged at the hem of Amantra's mini dress attempting to cover it all as
best he could.

   Amantra went into the bathroom to fix his hair and makeup while Beau
dressed himself. He straddled the toilet and took another long pee through
his panties. Didn't bother to wipe this time because his panties were
wrecked anyway. He went back out to Beau.

    "I'm looking forward to working with you again," Beau said.

   "And me you."

   They kissed one last time and then Amantra left. Crossing the lobby of
the Savoy Amantra caught a glimpse of himself in a mirrored wall. More than
just a flash of panties as he walked his big cock jutted way down below his
hem line, the mini dress not covering a third of it. Amantra had to smile
for he knew that he had chosen the right dress after all.

   End of part two