Suzy Unleashed Chapter 13

Suzy Unleashed

Chapter 13

It’s been quite a while since I updated my diary, so I need to apologize for that. Some things haven’t changed: I’m still living as a woman, still controlled by my wife, Kathy, and still working as a receptionist/secretary/whore. Some things, however, have changed, and this is the story of those changes. If you’ve read my previous stories, you know that I had learned to accept the fact that I am no longer really a man. Actually, I guess that’s not entirely correct; more accurately, I learned to accept the fact that I was never really a man. Oh, sure, I was born with balls and a dick, and for most of my life I thought that made me a man, but then Kathy took over my life and forced me to understand that having balls didn’t mean I was a man. As for my dick, well, she made sure that I understood just how pathetically small and useless it really was and that it was actually little more than a slightly oversized clit. Even though I resisted, she taught me that I was much more desirable and useful as a woman than I had ever been as a man. To my surprise, I discovered that being a highly desirable woman was a lot more fun than being an undesirable man. I also discovered that there was something about sucking cock that I just couldn’t resist. The “naughtiness” of being on my knees, kissing and licking a soft cock and feeling it grow in my hands and mouth was intoxicating and thrilling in a way that being with a woman had never been. Despite my reluctance, I gradually learned to accept the fact that I thoroughly enjoyed sucking cock, which inevitably led to my acceptance of getting fucked by men. When Kathy arranged for me to get a job working as a receptionist/secretary/whore, my life really took off. My prior stories have provided all the details of that, so all I’ll say now is that my typical work day includes blowing two or three of my company’s customers as “rewards” for their contracts. Most days I also blow my boss, and he generally fucks me on Mondays and Fridays. Of course, I also have an active sex life out of the office, sucking and fucking several men that Kathy has introduced me to. However, this part of my story starts just before the anniversary of my accepting that job. I didn’t even notice the date until Kathy pointed it out to me in her typical, blunt manner: “Suzy, honey,” she asked one morning, “do you know what today is?” When I admitted I didn’t, she laughed. “It’s one year from the day you last dressed as a man! You’ve now been a woman for a year!” When I admitted that I hadn’t realized it, she giggled and asked if I missed being a man.



“Not really,” I shrugged. “I mean, sometimes I think about it and wonder how I got where I am, but not often.”



“Would you want to go back to that life?” she asked.

“Not really,” I replied quickly. “I mean, it might happen someday, but right now I can’t imagine going back to that. My life now is so exciting and so much fun.

Compared to how boring my life as a man was…well, really there is no comparison.”

“I was hoping you would feel that way,” Kathy smiled, “because I sure wouldn’t want to go back to the way we were. You know, now that you’ve made it as a woman for a year, I see today more like a birthday for you than anything else. It’s like an entirely new woman came into the world.”

“It is sort of like that,” I agreed. “So, happy birthday to me, I guess.”

“Yes, happy birthday, darling,” she smiled. “I’ll have your present ready by the time you get home from work!”

I laughed and warned her, “Don’t forget, this is Friday. That means Joe will probably want to fuck me after work, so I’ll most likely be a little late getting home.”

“How could I forget?” she laughed back. “You’ve been getting home late every Friday for a year!”

My day at work was pretty standard (at least by my new standards): I entertained all of Joe’s appointments in the waiting area by “accidentally” flashing my panties as I got them coffee and gave blowjob rewards to a couple of our bigger customers when they signed new contracts. As expected, after the official work day was over, Joe called me into his office. “I hear a celebration is in order,” he grinned as I walked to his desk. “Happy birthday, Suzy!”

“I see you’ve been talking to Kathy,” I observed. “Thank you.”

“Well,” he confessed, “she did call and ask me not to spend too much time fucking you tonight. I guess she has some big plans for you.”

“I guess,” I smiled. “I don’t know what they are, but knowing Kathy, I’m sure it will be interesting.”

“Well, we’d better not keep her waiting then,” he said, standing and unbuckling his pants.

“True,” I smiled as I dropped to my knees in front of him. By the time I got his pants and underwear off, he was already gorgeously hard. I kissed my way up and down his shaft before sliding him between my lips and sucking him for a few minutes. “Mmmm,” I purred looking up at him, “I do love your cock. I’m sooooooo glad you’re my boss.”

“And I’m glad you’re my whore,” he grinned. “Now, let’s get those panties off so I can get you home to Kathy like I promised her.” Obediently, I stood and pulled my panties off, letting them fall to the floor at my feet. Stepping out of them, I took my position, bent over his desk as he pulled his tube of lubricant from his desk drawer.

Seconds later, I felt the familiar sensation of his cock sliding into my ass. “Ooooh,” I moaned softly, “that feels so good! I’ve been waiting for this all day!”

“Well, think of it as your birthday present,” he grunted as he buried his cock inside me.

“Mmmmmmm!” I gasped. “What a nice present! Thank you for the birthday fuck!”

“Well, they say it’s better to give than to receive,” he groaned, “and this convinces me they’re right.”

“I don’t know,” I groaned back. “I’m sort of enjoying the receiving part!”

“Then you’re going to love receiving this,” he joked, slamming into me. I gasped as I felt his balls bounce off of mine. “Oh, yeah,” Joe hissed, “just as I thought.

You love a nice hard fuck, don’t you?”

“God, yessssss,” I moaned. “Oh, God, yes! I love when you fuck me like this!”

“Then, happy birthday, cunt,” he said, pounding into my ass even harder. “Enjoy yourself.” He spent the next five minutes fucking me like a wild man, literally driving me into his desk with every thrust before his cock finally exploded. The sensation of his sperm blasting deep inside of me was enough to send me over the top and into my own orgasm. By the time I recovered, he had already pulled out of me and was pulling his pants back up. He slapped my ass and ordered, “OK, bitch, get your panties on and get out of here. The last thing I need is to get Kathy mad at me for keeping you too long.”

My legs were a little rubbery, but I managed to get my panties back into place and walk to my car for the drive home. When I got there, Kathy was waiting. “I knew Joe couldn’t resist making you late,” she shook her head. “You need to get cleaned up. I’ll lay out an outfit for you.”

I hurried through a shower, cleaning up the remnants of Joe’s cum from my ass and legs and made my way to the bedroom. On the bed was a package wrapped in “happy birthday” paper. I opened it to find a tiny (even by my standards) white dress. I wasn’t sure I could even get it on, but I knew Kathy wouldn’t take no for an answer, so I dutifully put on my bra, panties and pantyhose, then managed to wriggle into it. It was literally skin-tight, and barely covered my ass. “I’m glad it’s sleeveless,” I said as I looked in the mirror. “At least I’ll be able to move my arms without pulling it up to my waist!” I put on my makeup, some nice big gold hoop earrings and found a pair of sexy 5” heels that matched the dress and made my way down stairs.

“Wow!” Kathy smiled approvingly. “I thought you’d look great in that dress, but I didn’t know you’d look THAT great! It’s a good thing I’m not a man or I’d probably be fucking you in the next two minutes!”

“Thank you,” I smiled. “I’m glad you like it. So, is this my birthday present?”

“Oh, this is only a small part of your present,” she smiled. “The next part should be here any time now.”

“And what is that?” I asked innocently, even though I suspected it meant she had one of her friends stopping over to pull the dress off of me.

Before she could answer, the doorbell rang. “You’re about to find out,” she grinned. “Come with me.” We walked to the front door and she opened it to reveal a guy I had never seen before. He was tall, well-built, with light brown hair and beautiful blue eyes, which immediately ran up and down my body. He grinned, sending a tingle through me, as Kathy said, “Suzy, this is Tim. Tim, meet Suzy.”

Tim stepped forward, leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. “It’s really nice to meet you, Suzy,” he smiled. “You’re even prettier than Kathy said.”

“Thank you,” I blushed. “It’s nice to meet you, too.”

“OK,” Kathy said. “You two have fun.”

I glanced at her in confusion as Tim slid his arm around my waist. “Oh, we will,” he replied. “Don’t wait up.”

Kathy laughed. “I won’t.” Tim guided me out the door and to his car, where he opened the door for me, smiling broadly. It may have been chivalrous, but it also got him a quick reward, since the tight, short dress made it completely impossible for me to get into the car without giving him a generous view of my panties. His eyes lit up as he closed the door, letting me know that he hadn’t missed the show. I managed to tug the hem of the dress as far down my legs as possible while he circled over to the driver’s door, but that didn’t help much, since there just wasn’t any material to pull down. I resigned myself to accepting the fact that he was going to continue to get a great view, and consoled myself by realizing that Kathy had probably prepared him to expect me to behave like an exhibitionistic whore. When he got into the car, his eyes again found my hemline and sparkled. The fact that he blatantly stared and smiled told me that I was right about what Kathy had told him. That knowledge did help me relax a little, and by the time he pulled into a restaurant parking lot, I no longer was too self-conscious of the show I was putting on.

In the restaurant, Tim made a point of requesting a booth, and when we were seated, he slid in next to me rather than across the table. “I think this is much friendlier, don’t you?” he asked.

“I guess so,” I managed to smile back at him.

“Great,” he grinned. “I’m glad you’re comfortable with it.” A second later, I felt his hand on my knee. He squeezed it playfully then slid his hand up my leg almost to the hem of my dress. When I gasped in surprise, he laughed. “Oh, come on, Suzy,” he said, “Kathy told me how adventurous you are. Surely a hand on your leg isn’t going too far.”

“Ad-adventurous?” I managed to stammer. “I, I’m not sure what she meant by that.”

He laughed again. “Well, adventurous is my term, not hers,” he admitted. “I was trying to be polite. What she really said is that you’re a total slut and that you’ll

do anything I want. Is that easier to understand?”

I nodded. “Yeah,” I gulped. “That definitely sounds more like something Kathy would say.”

He squeezed my thigh gently and asked, “Do you want to know what else she told me?”

My heart was pounding in my chest, and I really wasn’t sure I wanted to hear more, but I decided it was better to know what she said than to guess. “Yes,” I answered softly. “What did she say?”

His grin got even larger. “She said you’re the best cocksucker I’m ever going to meet, and that you’re almost as good at fucking as you are at sucking.”

“Oh, God!” I gasped, realizing that Kathy had said even more than I had feared.

Tim responded by using his free hand to turn my face toward his. Before I could react, he kissed me. The kiss was soft and gentle, but insistent, and he held it for a full five seconds before moving his face away. “I hope to find out if she was telling the truth about both of those,” he said, squeezing my thigh again. At that instant, our waiter appeared, interrupting the conversation, but not interrupting Tim’s stroking of my inner thigh, which he continued while we ordered. By the time the waiter left the table, there was no doubt in my mind that before the night was over I would be doing my best to show him that Kathy hadn’t been exaggerating.

Tim continued to slide his hand over my leg throughout dinner, one time even managing to slip it under my hemline and brush my panties before I was able to stop him. When I did, he chuckled softly and said, “Come on, Suzy, there’s no need to be shy. We both know that I’m going to be fucking you in less than an hour, don’t we?”

“I, I guess so,” I stammered, “but still….”

“Still what?” he interjected. “Are you telling me that you don’t like it when a man touches you?”

“I didn’t say that,” I gulped. “It’s just that everyone is watching us.”

He looked around at the rest of the restaurant, realized I was right and shrugged. “OK,” he said, “if that bothers you, I’ll stop. It’s just that based on what Kathy told me, I didn’t think you’d care who saw what.”

“Well,” I tried to explain, “there are a couple families with kids over there, and they probably shouldn’t be seeing things like that.”

He smiled and nodded. “OK, that’s a good point. If that’s the reason, I can accept it. Just so you aren’t stopping me because you don’t like me.”

“Oh, God, no!” I exclaimed. “I like you a lot! I really do!”

“Good,” he grinned, “because you’re going to get a lot of me.”

By the time we finished dinner, there was no doubt in my mind where we were heading next, and I was right: Tim drove straight to his house. We had barely closed the door behind us when he pushed me against the wall, pressed his body tightly against mine and planted his mouth on mine. I have to admit, the man could certainly kiss—his lips were somehow both firm and soft against mine at the same time, and his obvious passion took my breath away. In the year that I’ve been Suzy full-time, I’ve been kissed by a few men, but those were almost always either perfunctory pecks or semi-interested attempts from guys who had no idea about my “secret” and were merely trying to encourage me to go down on them. Tim, however, clearly meant to make every second that our lips were together better than the moment before. His hands were now roaming freely all over my body, and even if I could have thought of an excuse to stop him, I wouldn’t have used it. I could feel his growing erection pressing against me as his tongue entered my mouth. I sucked on it gently, then returned the favor, running my tongue across his teeth. He bit down gently, causing me to gasp, before again massaging my lips with his. I can honestly say that I had never felt this feminine and my lust was hitting a new high (which is saying a lot for me). His hands found the zipper in the back of my dress and I felt the dress loosen as he pulled it down. His hands moved to my shoulders and he tugged gently on the dress. It slid down my arms, exposing my bra as it fell to my waist. Tim’s hands followed the dress down my body, guiding it over my hips. As the dress fell to the floor, his hands cupped my ass cheeks and pulled my body tighter against his. “Ready to show me all that talent Kathy promised?” he whispered in my ear. I moaned a soft response and he kissed me again. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he purred into my mouth, before lifting me off the floor.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he pressed me even harder against the wall. His hard cock was now pressing through his pants and against my panty-covered crotch.