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Subject: {ASSM} Fag Hag {Krosis} (MF, con, impreg)
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story was written for the entertainment of adults and should not be 
viewed by those under the legal age.

This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of 
fiction.  In real life, use a condom, damnit! Unwanted babies, HIV 
and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who "dips 
his wick" or "rides the rod" with impunity and without protection.

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Fag Hag (MF, con, impreg)

by Krosis of the Collective (krosisofthecollective@gmail.com)

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Sylvester threw his leather jacket across the living room.  "Damn 
it!"

Jackie looked up from her book.  "What's wrong, bunkie?"

Sly sat down heavily on the couch next to his roommate and sighed.  
"Some of the ass in this town is so fucking far back in the closet 
that they'd taste like mothballs, even if I could get them out of 
there."

Jackie put her book down.  Her gay friend blew up like this pretty 
much every weekend, after attempting to trawl for some man-love and 
coming up empty.

"This area is so ultra-fundie that I'm more likely to get lynched 
than laid, Jacks! Why the hell did we move out here?" Sylvester 
fumed.

Well, Jackie had moved to this small town because she had been 
accepted for a teaching position at the local elementary school.  
Sly had been rooming with her when she got the assignment, and 
tagged along.  "Sure, let's blow this shithole city," he had said.  
Sly was a bit of a potty-mouth sometimes, but Jackie loved him.  He 
was her best friend.  Some people would call her a "fag hag" for it, 
but she didn't care.  It was like having a girlfriend, except one 
with a masculine body that she could ogle whenever she wanted.

Jackie got up, gave a "stay there" hand signal, and headed to the 
kitchen.  She returned with bottles of rye and cola, and tumblers.  
"Just what the doctor ordered," she said.

Sly accepted the libation with a dour look.  "What doctor?"

"Why, Doctor Love, of course," replied Jackie.  "If you're blitzed 
out of your mind, you can't feel bad."  She thought about it a 
moment.  "Well, until the next morning."

Soon the bottle was empty.  Jackie was giving Sly a foot rub as he 
laid back, yammering on about the blonde piece he had chatted up at 
the bar.

"He had a Jude Law thing going on.  Slight of build, but lips you 
could use as a trampoline.  God, I'm so fucking horny..."

Jackie was pretty much blotto too.  HE was horny?  She had been so 
busy with work that she hadn't met anyone even remotely interesting.  
All the men at work were married, and older than her, besides.  She 
remembered her dildo, waiting for her back in her room, then her 
eyes fell on Sylvester's crotch.

He had a massive bulge in his pants! His eyes were closed, and he 
was still describing the hottie he had almost hooked up with.  
Jackie gulped, unable to take her eyes off her gay friend's swelling 
prominence.

"Sly...have you ever...been with a woman?" Jackie asked, continuing 
the foot rub but not taking her eyes off his crotch.

"Oh, fuck no, sweetie.  Too...round, and certainly not enough 
muscles for my liking.  Mmm..."  He was enjoying the foot rub, eyes 
still closed, and his bulge got bigger.  So did Jackie's eyes.

"Wait here..."  Jackie took off to her room, leaving Sylvester lying 
there, too drunk to do much else.

A couple minutes later she raced back across the living room into 
Sly's bedroom, something tucked under her arm.  There were sounds of 
drawers and closets opening and closing.  When she returned, Sly was 
almost asleep.

"Hey, man, do I know you?"

Sly started awake at hearing the deliberately deep voice.  He 
blinked a couple times, then managed to focus on the figure in front 
of him.  He started to laugh:

"Ha ha heeeeh!! What the fuck ya doin', Jacks?"

Jackie was dressed in a pair of Sylvester's jeans, t-shirt and 
boots, her long dirty-blonde hair tucked under a baseball cap.  She 
had used the dimmer on the lights, and that, combined with her 
athletic form, obtained from daily morning runs and afternoon weight 
training, allowed her to almost pass for a man.  Almost.  She had 
purposely worn one of Sly's baggier t-shirts in order to hide her 
breasts, which, while not large, would certainly shatter the 
illusion.

"Feel this, cowboy..." Jackie drawled deeply, grabbed Sly's hand and 
moved it to her crotch.  He started, unbelieving, as he felt cock 
under his fingers.

"What the fuck--?"

Jackie pushed him back and undid his zipper, still keeping her voice 
low.  "Keep telling me about the guy at the bar."  She had his cock 
out now, and marveled at its size:  8 inches long, and thick; bigger 
than anything she'd had in a while.

"Jacks, I don't think..."

"Sshh...the guy..."  She engulfed his dick with her mouth.  
Sylvester lay back and closed his eyes.

"Uh...his name was Bill, I think, or was it Bob?  Um...he works at 
the steel mill.  He was small, but wiry.  Nice definition in his 
arms."  He reached over and felt the muscles in Jackie's arms.  She 
really did have some nice muscle tone.  Kind of like a guy...

"Ohh...I'm giving you just a half-hour to stop that, shweetie." He 
slurred and smiled, laying back and continuing to describe his 
recent would-be-beau, superimposing his form onto his best friend in 
the dim light and his drunken mind.

Jackie's mouth started to get tired.  She stood up, and unzipped her 
borrowed pants.  "You want some of this in your ass, cowboy?"

Sylvester finally understood:  she was wearing a strap-on rubber 
dildo! He snickered.  "Sorry, hon, but I'm the bull, not the bitch.  
I like giving it, but I do give a 'reacharound' for my pincushion."

She pulled down her pants a bit and got on her hands and knees in 
front of him on the couch.  Because she had only pulled the pants 
down a little, he could only see her shapely ass and not her cunt.  
The illusion held up.  His erection didn't flag at all.

"An ass is an ass, right?"  She growled.  "C'mere, stud..." She 
wiggled her tush and tossed him a foil-wrapped condom.

"Just a sec..." He said, getting up and going over to the light 
switch, dimming them even more.  Now she (he!) really did look like 
Bob (or was it Barry?) from the bar.

He shucked his trousers, put on the lubricated condom and got behind 
her (him!).  He poked his finger at her anus a little.  Too tight.

"This a virgin hole, hon?  I'll be gentle."  He stuck his thumb in 
his mouth, lubing it up as best he could, then pressed the thick 
digit at her puckered orifice.  He could hear her gasp from 
discomfort as his insistent pushing finally made some headway.  Soon 
his thumb was able to go in and out without too much difficulty.

There was not much more he could do.  There would have to be some 
stretching.  Luckily there was lubrication on the condom or this 
would really hurt, he thought.  He put the tip of his penis at her 
asshole, pulled his thumb out and pushed his dick in before it 
closed up.  She gasped in pain at the sudden, larger intrusion.  He 
held himself still, then pushed a little more.  Jackie's was still 
facing away from him, her features pressed into the arm of the 
couch, but in his mind's eye he could see her face, all scrunched up 
in pain.  He started to lose his erection.

The shrinking of his penis actually helped to get more of his cock 
inside her ass, and she was no longer in so much pain.  She looked 
back at him.  "C'mon, man, give it to me," she drawled in that low 
voice.  "And don't forget the reacharound."

Heh.  He pushed back into her (him!), eventually bottoming out, and 
he bent over to reach around for the dildo (dick!).  It actually 
felt pretty flesh-like, and the familiar feel brought life back to 
his stiffy.

Jackie's ass felt like it was on fire! She had wanted to help her 
friend, and maybe find some sort of release for herself, but she was 
NOT enjoying her first anal penetration -- not at all! She just 
hoped he would finish soon and she could get some dildo time back in 
her room.

Sylvester continued playing with Jackie's fake strap-on, and as he 
became more excited his drunken hand movements became more 
energetic.  Due to the angle she had to keep her ass at in order to 
hide her pussy, the vibrations he was causing went up the shaft of 
the fake penis and right into her clitoris.  It started to feel 
good!

Sly was getting a really good rhythm going when Jackie (Barry! 
Brad?) started to thrust her pelvis forward to get better 
stimulation from the shaft of the dildo.  He started having trouble 
keeping the rhythm, and then slipped out.

"I got it...I got it..." Jackie reached back underneath her and 
grabbed his cock.  She pushed back, but by reaching down she had 
adjusted the angle of her pelvis and this time his cock entered her 
wet cunt.

Immediately all the pain in her ass was forgotten.  She had a cock 
in her pussy, finally, and it felt so good! Sly, not realizing the 
change in venue due to how dark it was, and never having had sex 
with a woman before, grabbed her hips and started to pound her hard.

All Sly knew was that it felt good.  He closed his eyes and 
fantasized about the guy he had almost won over tonight, grunting 
underneath him.

Jackie was grunting hard.  Her orgasm was building as she pushed 
back against her gay lover.  Oh fuck, oh yes, fuck me!

All of a sudden both of them felt something...change.  Their 
connection felt warmer, with greater friction.  It felt ten times 
better than it had a moment ago, and the sudden difference sent them 
both over the edge.

"Ouhhh! Fuck!!" Sly yelled, as his orgasm exploded behind his 
eyeballs, then rocketed down his spine to his crotch as his 
testicles pulled up as tight as they could to his body, giving up 
their jam-packed contents.  He rammed into her hard, again and 
again, as the sperm-filled semen shot up his dick and out the tip 
with incredible force.

Jackie screamed:  "YES! OH FUCK YES! OH GOD! UHHH! AHHHH!" She 
thrust herself back at him as she felt his dick swell within her.  
She felt an expanding warmth deep within, and it intensified her 
orgasm as her insides churned, pulling and sucking on his spurting 
cock.

Finally they were spent.  He pulled out of her with a wet sound.  
Warm liquid started to roll down her leg.

"Uh?  Sly, what--?"  Jackie rolled into a sitting position and felt 
at her thighs.  Semen!

Sylvester looked at the remains of the devastated condom barely 
hanging on to his cock.  "Oh, shit.  What kind of condom was that, 
Jacks?"

"Ultra-thin.  Only kind I use.  What the fuck?"

"You can't use those for anal sex, girl! You need the extra-thick 
ones.  Well, good thing it was just your ass, huh?"  He looked down 
at the thick white liquid as it dripped out of her vaginal hole.  
"Uhhhh......HOLY FUCK!"

Nine months later she and her new "husband" gave birth to a baby 
boy, although the two of them had waffled between Billy, Bobby, 
Barry, and Brad before finally deciding to name the boy Brett.  It 
felt right, Sylvester said.

It sure did.

---

Krosis' home on the web: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/krosis/www

Fans or pans?  E-mail Krosis of the Collective 
(krosisofthecollective@gmail.com)

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