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Click hereGabi and I left early the next morning to open our gallery and deliver the painting titled Silhouette at Sunset to the buyer, Sam Strickland. He said he had a yacht in port and planned to debark soon.
I saw his yacht anchored in the deepest part of the bay. It is stunning, sleek and at least 250 ft long. She glistened in the morning sun and I snapped several photos. I already have a painting title in mind using her name "Cindy Lu II".
I entered the port office to use the ship to shore phone. A man with a thick Jamaican accent answered.
"Is Sam around?" I inquired.
"No man, he went to town. He mentioned something about a panting."
"Thanks." I said and called home. Monique answered.
"Hi sweetie." I said.
"Hi yourself." she said sexily.
"Honey, there is a man named Sam coming buy. He is the buyer for the painting you saw last night. Please make him comfortable. I'm on my way now."
"How comfortable?" she laughed.
"Oh, you devil! By love."
Sam was waiting patiently when I arrived. I showed him the framed painting. He looked at the woman in the painting then at Monique.
"This is you?" he asked Monique.
"No, it is my mother."
"Lovely! It is perfect for the stateroom on my boat." Sam praised.
"I saw your boat. It is beautiful. I hope you do not mind if took some photos. I plan a panting with the name "Cindy Lu II. Come to my office and I will complete the Certificate of Authenticity." I beckoned.
"Please email me a photo of the panting. I will pay any price you ask. The real Cindy Lu is my dearly departed wife."
"I will give it my best effort." I promised and warmly shook his hand.
As Sam was leaving, Fran and Scott arrived. Scott and Monique hugged and headed to her bedroom.
"Samuel?" a stunned Fannie asked.
"Fran? A surprised Sam replied.
"Oh Fran it is good to see you again," he exclaimed, setting the painting aside and kissing Fran like a long lost lover.
"I read about your wife. I am so sorry Sam.," she said kindly, showing s human side too often buried beneath her insatiable need for sex. It was obvious she and Sam have a special relationship.
"Thank you Fran. She suffered a lot the last few years. I sold our house and my businesses, bought a new "Cindy Lu' and plan to travel as far as it will take me. You know I have always found the ocean comforting especially on a calm day."
""Yes, I remember some god times with you on your first boat. Your desire to cruse the oceans sound fantastic and therapeutic. I cannot think of anyone more deserving of a luxurious retirement. You were always kind. You know how to treat a lady. I felt more like a lover than an escort around you. I am sorry we lost contact when I retired. I think of you often"
"I miss you too, love."
It was obvious the two wanted each other one last time.
"Use my bedroom." I told them.
"Thank you," they both said.
Monique came into the room. "Scott is out for the day. Fran really did a number on him."
"She's doing a number on our buyer now. As incredible as it sounds, they have known each other for a long time, evidently from her days as an escort in Ft, Lauderdale. She says he was more a lover than a client."
"Oh how romantic, daddy. Our sex fiend is actually in love!"
"In Key West, anything is possible." I offered,
"Where's mom?"
"She is running the gallery today."
"So it is me and you again," she said dripping with sexual overtones.
"You obviously have something bad in mind."
"Yes, something different and familiar. Come with me." she offered. Fran knows her way out.
We ended up at Crystal's home.
Crystal is our transsexual friend and a number of women, including Gabi and Monique's kinky lover. The statuesque 6-foot red head has modeled for several of my paintings; the most recent an Amazonian swamp guide surrounded by snakes and crocodiles. She is scantily dressed in camouflaged shorts and a low cut halter-top revealing most of her 39-inch tits. Only the most observant notice the bulge in her shorts.
I titled it "Swamp Woman." and will sell it to the first person who recognizes her for a transsexual and has $2500.00.
I openly admit I desire sex with Crystal. Her body is in perfect proportion to her height and she moves with then grace of a swan. She is a fit and trim 145 lbs maintaining her figure at the local gym that has two days set aside for gay men and women. She has fun attracting a curious audience and puts on a show, hiding nothing from leering eyes. She is 28, but appears much younger.
Monique told a delighted Crystal I was ready to satisfy my bi curious urges.
"I have been curious about you too," she cooed. Your wife claims you are a marvelous lover. Now I find that your daughter feels the same. For 37, you are a real specimen, so well built and handsome."
I was a little nervous and shyly smiled and admitted her praise felt wonderful coming from such an exotic beauty.
My cock grew slightly, but enough for Monique and Crystal to notice. "Please remove your clothing," Crystal asked. I stripped as Monique and Crystal undressed each other. Crystal led me by the cock to her large heart shaped waterbed covered with white silk linens.
Monique motioned for me to lay face up on the bed. The silk felt slippery and soothing, forcing me to relax. Monique sat on my hard cock and leaned forward kissing me fervently. I love her tight pussy and the way she fucks, up a little, then down, up a little more then down, over and over again.
Crystal moved behind Monique, lubed her ass and plunged her hard 10-inch cock to the hilt. I felt the monster thrust in and out of Monique's ass thru the walls separating her pussy and bowels.
I lost it and shot a large load in her pussy.
"Turn around she ordered."
I moved under her dripping pussy and drank my cum, loving it,
Crystal pulled my head to the edge of the bed, withdrew her cock from Monique's ass and pushed it in my mouth. "Tilt your head you cum whore!" she demanded.
I complied giving her a straight shot thru my mouth and deep into my throat. "Breath thru your nose." she suggested, turning suddenly gentle. "I will go slow and guarantee you will deep throat me before the night is over."
Crystal took her time. She has incredible stamina and always recovers rapidly. At first, I only took 6 inches. It was enough to bring her to orgasm. I was disappointed when she withdrew feeding her cum to Monique. My sexy daughter drank thirstily and cleaned her cock.
She shoved her cock in again. This time I took 8 inches and tried to such her cock the way Monique had shown me. I evidently did fine as she reached orgasm again. Again, she withdrew and shot her load all over my face. Crystal and Monique lapped every drop and shared it in a deep kiss.
My cock grew harder then ever. Monique took mercy on my need and easily deep throated my cock. Crystal told me if I did the same to her she would feed me her cum. It was just the promise I needed. I breathed deeply threw my nose, fought to control my gag reflex as Crystal slowly shoved her monster cock deep in my throat. She moved back a little and shoved deep again. I came hard in Monique's mouth. She saved it for special treat.
I fell in love with Crystal's cock. It is thick with a bulbous head. I felt her veins pulse with oxygen enriched blood and sucked it as hard as I could. As promised, she delivered her biggest load of the night to my mouth. I swallowed hard gulping down every drop.
Monique kissed me and delivered a load of my own cum she saved.
It was the night I became a cum slut and had satisfied my curiosity and became a convert to transsexual sex.
I hugged and kissed Crystal passionately and promised to see her again. "Gaby tells me your lover Charles likes to watch. It fine with me too."
Monique was overjoyed with my performance
"I cannot wait to tell mom. I just know she will want a foursome some day." an excited Monique said, hugging and kissing me passionately.
We arrived home to see Gabi. We greeted her with the usual hug and kiss.
"I have great news," Gaby and Monique said at the same time.
"Please go ahead mom," Monique respectfully yielded.
Fran and Sam dropped by the gallery this afternoon. You know their history so I will get to the point. Fran is a changed woman, no longer the devil may care sex fiend we all know. She and Sam are in love and have renewed their relationship and plan to marry."
"Oh that is so romantic." Monique gushed.
"The change in Fran is remarkable." Gabi continued. "I told her she will be missed and wished them both the best. The last thing she told me her hope that someday another slut will replace her."
I agreed and called the Cindy Lu II with my satellite phone. The same Jamaican answered.
"Hi, can we speak to Sam and Fran."
"Sorry man. They are a little preoccupied at the moment." Give me your number and I'll make sure they call,"
The three of us burst into uncontrollable laughter, joined by the crewmember and barely got the phone number out.
Some things about Fannie will never change.
It took a few minutes for our laughter to stop.
"So what is your news darling?" Gabi asked Monique.
Monique looked at me for approval. I nodded yes.
"To make a long story short, Dad and I spent the afternoon with Crystal."
"Wow! Tell me more!" Gabi asked.
Monique related the entire story. Gabi was amazed that I deep throated Crystal's monster.
"Isn't her cum delicious?" Gabi asked.
"Yes it is but I prefer it out your pussy or ass darling."
"Right answer!" Monique laughed.
To be continued.