The town of Krylo was unlike any other small town the existence had ever seen. It was exotic, unique, and completely eldritch. For those who know zero of the small town, then prepare to be amazed ; and for those who hold sacred their ethical motive, than perhaps this is not the story for you. Things happen in Krylo that no one can explain, while others just do not understand. The tradition of Krylo are cryptical to most, but compelling to even more ; and if you have the stomach, and the stamina, than this township can, and will, be your own blessed heaven. You see my name is Locus, and I am one of those masses who realize that the macrocosm does not come with a drug user's manual ; so I navigate it the expert I can on my own. And although I didn't know it then, my aliveness was going to change forever in that township ; rather I wanted it too or not. But enough with the exposition…
It was an average Sabbatum even in the township of Krylo, with the streets lively and congested with the convention hustle and bustle that came with the beginning of the weekend. I was working at the local supermarket that afternoon-Buy ‘ N Go-which was always occupy around this time, especially with the festival of Vinivous just around the quoin. Behind the store's customer service rejoinder with me was Anna ; a girl just a few years immature than me-19 I think-who was of pale white hide and lovely blond hair's-breadth. She was a middling girl, if not a little knit stitch, with a beautifully lose weight body, well-toned belly, and adorable smiling. Her face was a lilliputian on the unconditional face, but was appealing with cute rosy cheek and a double-dyed button nozzle. Being that it was Saturday, the entrepot managers allowed us to fag well-to-do clothes instead of our normally antsy forestage. I was dressed in a red button down shirt and flattering juicy jeans. Anna was wearing a Theodore Harold White tank top under a pink over shirt, and black leg covering which hugged her waist, and outlined her bottom.
I was hunched over the computer behind the avail counter reviewing the store's stocktaking when Anna came back from her break. She removed her black jacket crown and hung it on a lure near the threshold leading out of the customer Service. My right arm supported my head as I desperately looked over the list of nearly ageless products. Meanwhile, from the corner of my eye, I spotted my colleague fiddling with her cell telephone set, which interested me niggling. As she placed the twist down, and walked behind me to lean over on the counter, I casually started a conversation like rule.
"How was your rift ?"I asked.
"commodity. Jackie and I just went for coffee."She said with an innocent smile.
I nodded and returned to my piece of work while she reached out her script over the counter to stretch along. I noticed her bottom sticking in the air slightly, but strictly through my centre, and without turning my head. She did not notice. Her pant clung lovingly to her second joint and outlined her prat. She was a skinny girl, so she did not bear much in the way of an ass. The impertinence were not pushed together in a bubble butt or perky sort of way. They were the type of boldness that were somewhat class, leaving a tail in between them that hid her odoriferous pickle. I had seen such asses in pornography before.
Eventually, though, I snapped out of my fiddling fantasy and back into world. The words on the screen door of the auto in nominal head of me pulsed in ill green lettering the word ‘ continue ’. In my bloomers I felt tension as my penis began to arouse from a boredom bring on sleep. Quickly I looked at the clock on the computing device : I had twenty min before my break.
I made my way over to Anna and unbuttoned my pants in the cognitive operation. I dropped the jeans to my mortise joint, and beneath my silk boxers out poke my six inch long pecker ( I am an average someone, that's right. No super shaft here. Get over it. ) I then slid my drawers down and let them rest at my human foot as I started to flick my warm foul-up to prepare it for the coming amusement.
It was at that instant that a beautiful transsexual char walked from around the corner and up to the retort. Her fuzz was black and reached down below her breasts. Her cutis was a beautiful dark tan, early than her lips which seemed to be naturally pink. She wore an expensive mordant jacket over a cotton V-neck shirt, along with three inch heights heels, and sported a dark colored Coach purse. Her finger nails and toe nails were both painted nighttime purple. She wore no gasp, however, nor leggings or underwear of any sort. She was bare from the waist down. Her entire soundbox was hairless, from her perfectly shaped, thick bubble butt that jiggled like pee balloons, to her monumental ten in penis and politic nut. She was fully erect as she walked, her tremendous meat protruding from her thigh arching over like a rainbow. It wagged from English to side as she stepped, her lump beneath it swinging and bouncing up and down. Her dick was flawless, not corrupted by ugly mineral vein or wrinkle marks. The head was concealed in a lovely sheath of foreskin that only allowed the tip to peak out slightly and see the world. And all of these wonderful thing were connected to a couplet of thick, deliciously still thighs.
The tranny walked up to Anna and smiled at her, and Anna returned the gesture. As they silently greeted I proceeded to pull down Anna's gasp and underwear all in the Saami motion. Her eyes widened as she felt her bottoms drop cloth, and she turned to me with a look of confusedness, but then immediately back at the customer.
"locale, what are you doing ?"she asked nervously.
Anna's tushy was exposed to me as two beautiful pale buttock of softness. It was just as I imagined. Meanwhile, the transsexual charwoman had just placed down her purse, and began looking through it.
"Hi there,"she said,"I was hoping you could help me find a product…hold on I'm not sure of the name…let me root around in here for my list."
"Of course, take your time."Anna said, trying her hardest to sustain her focal point on the customer, although her eyes kept darting over her shoulder at me.
I grabbed the scape of my gumshoe with my fingertips and nestled it in between Anna's face until the tip of my warm question touched her moist anus.
"locus, please no !"she shouted in a whisper, but I kept on.
"Sorry about this,"said the tranny as she reached deeper in her purse,"I know it's in here…"
I had no question that the transsexual's long hawkshaw was now touching the counter, and probably arching forward. The idea aroused me further.
"Locus, please stop…"Anna begged with a font as red as grapefruit.
"Shush. I'll be quick."I responded.
I felt my dry sum enter her hole and power play around my head. Anna let out a small squeal, and I instantly knew I had taken her ass's virginity. No one's asshole was this rigorous if it had not been played with prior, and for a second a felt bad, but the feeling passed quickly. I figured I was already in, so might as well keep on. I sunk further into her, my dick acting like a battering ram through her soft ass tunnel destroying all in its way. I kept pushing until her cheeks touched my pelvis, and even then I forced in more. I did not stop until my entire phallus was concealed in her hindquarters, and just stood there for a import as her forbidden passion muscle crushed my prick. crying of pain began to course from her eye as I reached for her waist and positioned myself to begin thrusting. As I pulled back she squealed again.
"Sorry about going in dry,"I giggled,"but I'll be done soon."
Slowly I began to pump into her, in and out, in and out, and softly began to pick up speed. Anna leaned over the buffet, resting on her forearms, moving back and forth with the motions of my hip. Little moans escaped her sassing -uhg, uhg, uhg- as I continued my love devising.
Up in the manager's office of the store sat our foreman Blessed Virgin. She was a grandiloquent woman, with unretentive black-market pilus, and was well into her fifty dollar bill. She was not outrageous, but at the same time, not pretty, and was in build enough to where I would give had sex with her. She was watching the surety cameras while I was humping Anna's ass, and when she spotted us, she smiled.
"goodness for them ; having fun."She said laughing to herself.
Meanwhile, the tranny net found her list and laid it out in front of Anna. Opening her eyes for the low gear time since I entered her, Anna looked down at the paper and gave it a look over. The customer pointed to an item on the list which was circled. tear from Anna's oculus dripped onto the sheet.
"I'm looking for that. Belging bread mix. Do you sustain it ?"asked the transsexual.
Anna looked at the composition trying desperately to realise her vision. I banged into her harder as well, now at an even pace, really fucking her hole raw.
"I…I…think we do…"Anna tried to say,"I…think…ah…it's in…isle…ah !"
Anna could not get out a I Logos without shuddering. At the same time, the customer was becoming impatient, and photograph aspect of distain at Anna as she desperately tried to mould words.
"Listen, can you delight hurry up ? Not to be primitive, but I don't have all day."The tranny said.
"Come on, Anna, tell apart her. I don't want to get into trouble."I said as I thrusted into her more.
"I…ah…I'm sor…ah !"
Our long dicked customer rolled her eyes as zip got accomplished in front of her. She waited for a moment in parliamentary law for Anna to gain some composure, but it did not happen.
"Listen, I understand if you want to get butt-fucked at oeuvre, but please, at least do your job !"she said.
"I…don't…ah…he's…forced…me…ah !"Anna stammered.
"I'm almost done."I said, smiling. The tranny winked back.
"Oh, then just get it like an grownup and stop crying. Also, stop drooling on my list."
The customer removed the canvass of newspaper publisher from below Anna who was not only crying now, but also salivating slightly. A bingle stream of bosh dripped from the English of her outdoors mouth.
"I'm…sorry…isle…ah ! Isle…four !"Anna shouted as I pushed into her with an abnormally mighty thrust.
The tranny turned around and beheld isle four : baking. She laughed, and shrugged.
"Oh, of trend. well thank you. You guys have fun. Happy Vinivous !"she smiled.
The customer then leaned over and used her retentive wet natural language to lick over Anna's total backtalk, then laid a kiss on her lips ; which was customary way to greet and say good bye in Krylo.
With that the customer was off, and it was now just Anna and I. my hands gripped her slope so hard that they began to leave Saint Mark, meanwhile my prick was turning her plastered asshole brightly pinko. I felt her nates tunnel sucking on my cock like a mouth or vacuum, desperately asking for my load. Anna was now in a full on sob, with her face red like a strawberry.
Soon I felt the tautness in my Ball become too much, and after a bit I let loose. Anna screamed at the top of her lungs in a quick burst of pain as I forced my articulatio coxae into her with good force out. She startled some customers, but once they noticed what we were doing they simply chuckled, and continued their business. My stopcock spewed loads of sticky cum into Anna's mingy jam in globs of hot White liquid. Five, six, seven shots followed by three More until eventually my balls were completely empty. poor Anna's tiny stub could barely hold all of my fluids in, and I knew this because I could sense it dripping around the circumference of my substance and down my chunk. When I pulled out of her, she clinched up tight as a clam.
"You're going to want to hold your pants off for a while,"I said sticking my finger into her ass trying to push as a lot of my cum into her as I could,"or else you might maculate your panties. Wait public treasury this stuff dries, keep most of it in your butt, and you should be fine."
With my other script I wiped my pecker off on her right butt cheek until I was satisfied with it waterlessness. I then pulled my trouser back up, and walked over to the computer again.
"Thanks for the ride, by the way."I said, although I was left unheeded.
Anna just starred forward, nodding to me with her pants around her ankles as tears still rolled down her eyes. It was then that a little girlfriend, no more than seven or eight, walked up to the counter and looked at Anna.
"exculpation me,"she asked,"can you facilitate me contact the cereal grass ?"
"Can you get that ? I got ta finish reading this."I said.
Anna nodded silently, and then shuffled out. Her panties and legging still rested by her feet, so she had to be careful not to trip over them. When she exited the customer service parry, Anna walked, with the girl at her face, to the islet just a few feet away. Her ass, pussy, and legs were bare for all to see. When they came to the cereal grass the girl wanted Anna reached up on her tippy toes and went to snap up it. As she did so, drops of my cum began to drip out of her ass, and leak down her leg. Anna eventually snatched up the grain and gave it to the little girl, who thanked her and then ran off. When Anna turned to return to the customer armed service buffet, she hesitated so that a estimable looking middle aged distich could pass by first. The woman in the pair spotted Anna and looked her over.
"Oh ! What a beautiful pussy !"said the woman.
She then stretched out her script and ran her finger through Anna's puss slit. Anna shut her optic as the customer violated her, but watched as she lifted her bridge player to her mouth and gave it a lick.
"See, Horris ? This is why I like this depot. Such professional, good looking employees who really wish about the customer. This little Lady even took off her gasp so we could get a good aspect at her. So sweet."
The woman's husband agreed with a tacit nod, and then the two walked off and continued their shopping. Anna reentered the customer help counter and stopped when she was the right way next to me. I turned and face her.
"Yes ?"I smiled.
"Do you…"she began to say,"have any idea…how badly my asshole hurts ?"
I burst out into a fit of laughter, but was silenced rather immediately by a Dean Swift punch to the genitals. I went down like a sack of bricks, hit my psyche on the side of the heel counter, and tumbled to the base like a helpless infant bird.
"I feel so lots ripe now."She said while rubbing her knuckles.
"Fantastic !"I shrieked in a high pitched, fearful tone.
And with that Anna smiled and returned to her C. W. Post behind the counter.

Meanwhile, as I prayed to the Lords above in hope that my future children had not just been genocided, the immaculate looking tranny made her way into the baking isle. As she walked her beautiful dick still remained laborious and arched forward, and her flawless Ball danced below. She was in sound feel until she actually laid optic on the isle, because, for the nigh role, it was a stack. With the anticipation of Vinivous ( which I'll explain in more contingent later ) just around the corner, to the highest degree of our baking products were sold out. From bowl and spoon, to bloom and sugar, zilch seemed to be left.
Standing on her tippy toes to see over the mellow ledge, the transsexual beautify looked for the finis box of Belging mix. At first she failed, but then, as if by some miracle, a small-scale plastic sack containing Belging flower could be seen pushed all the way back on the top shelf. She had to stretch as far as she could to get it, but eventually nabbed the bag and threw it in her basket.
"Wait…"she said,"how often does that feed ?"
She pulled the sacque from out of her cart and looked it over. She smiled as she read the clever little welcoming the company had put on the wrapping to attract client. It said the formula cliché food waste about the caller being around since the 1800's, and how their grain is made with no supply chemical substance, and every teaspoon is made with love.
She then opened the bag and sniffed the sweet smelling powder ; a smiling arose on her fount. Silently she looked left and right hand, biting her bottom lip.
"It's so impudent now. Might as well add my favorite flavourer while I have the chance."She whispered to herself.
The transsexual lowered the open up bag of bloom down to her dick and moved her pelvic girdle until the head of her massive rod laid atop it. She then dug it in deeper until the entire headland was buried. She began to incite her rosehip back and Forth feeling the soft metric grain rub against her spiritualist dick head. A chill stab up her shaft into her dead body as she picked up speed. Her thick ass impertinence clinched with delight as her dead body began to get heated. Her toes curled over her shoe, and lump throbbed as she felt an oncoming orgasm. Faster she plunged into the sack, her flop hand gripping the shelf next to her, while her give paw struggled to harbour the bag steady.
Soon her abdomen tensed up, her balls began to ache, and her stern tightened. A rush of heat leaping through her body, and her sore nut pocket let out a pulsating wafture of high temperature. From her beautiful egg a rush of hot semen jumped into her bridge-like shaft and traveled out of her tip in a flood of white quick liquid. Globs of hot toothsome cum sprayed into the software system like a bursting pipage. Five, six, seven, small fry rushed into the gunpowder filling the middle of the pouch. Soon enough fourteen, xv, all the way to twenty shots of hot white cum filled the powdery sweetness. Her well-toned paunch was now glistening with sweat, and her respiration was exasperated. A few Thomas More guesswork fired out of her gumshoe, causing her testis to throb. Her rose hip twitched forward as she slowly began to quit humping the package of food grain and settle down.
With her gratuitous helping hand she removed her dick and began to judder off the excess cereal until eventually it was nearly uncontaminating. She then closed the package up really fast, and put it back in her pushcart.
"That's going to savor so good."She thought to herself.
Meanwhile, from behind her, the gorgeous transsexual heard a removed conversation approaching. It seemed to be between a mother and daughter.
"Yes, and we'll make cookies."The mother said turning the corner.
"Yay !"said the little missy, who was only about 8 or nine long time old.
The tranny turned around and moved off to the side to clear a path for the two. As she did so, her colossal peter swung around and landed right wing in the lilliputian girl's mouth as she was closing her lips from her triumphant ‘ yay ’. As her backtalk wrapped around the penis, a free fall of cum leaked into her mouth. Embarrassedly, the tranny pulled her softening cock out of the slight girl's mouth, and let it cling naturally.
"Oh I'm so no-account !"she chuckled.
The picayune girl swallowed the mouthful of goo with a vex reflection on her face.
"It's okay !"laughed the mother, who was extremely attractive,"I keep telling her she needs to keep on her rima oris closed, or else someone is bound to meet it with something."
They both shared a laugh, yet at the Lapp metre the tranny looked the woman up and down. She was a voluptuous fair sex, with midst, blanket hip joint and bosom that nearly popped out of her shirt. She had a beauty brand just off the side of her mouth, and big golden hairsbreadth in the shape of an 80's pop style wave.
"You have such a beautiful pecker, by the way."The female parent said.
"Oh thank you ! Your stunning yourself."Responded the tranny.
"I feel like we've met before. Did you just move in to an flat down on second gear ? The Ellios plaza ?"
"I did,"responded the tranny, putting her handwriting on her hips,"apartment 69."
"Oh ! Of track, I thought I recognized you ! I'm in way 71, welcome to the neighborhood !"
The two leaned into to hug, and then wrapped their spit around each other. The wet, natural language rassling mates lasted a honorable two seconds.
"wellspring thank you ! I just got a job teaching first grade over at the schoolhouse. My epithet is Lai Helena."
"Oh, so you're the new teacher ! Fantastic ! My gens is Jessica Vigor. You know, the live on teacher got fired, unfortunately. She was molesting the baby a little too much. I mean it's okay to have fun, but once it interferes with your job, something has to be done."
"I totally agree,"said the tranny,"teaching is my passion. I'll only ingest sex with the children during niche or before or after school. I assure you."
"well, that's swell ! Finally soul who is responsible."Laughed Jessica.
"Well thank you very much. Are you all set for Vinivous ?"
"Not yet. We still need to make out Belging bread."
"Oh, there are no bags of the mix left. Here take mine, I don't need it, I have plenty at home."Lie lied.
"Aw…are you sure ?"Jessica said thankfully accepting the package.
"Go on, it's mulct. I'm sure you will love it ! Enjoy. I'll see you around the apartments, okay ?"
"Of track ! Thank you. Come on Belle,"Jessica said to her daughter,"Lets hurry home. Your crony is still with the babysitter, and you know how he gets. Ta-ta Lia !"
And with that Jessica was off after another swapping of clapper with Lia. She waved proficient bye to Belle, who waved back. As they walked away Lia gazed at Jessica's prissy plump ass, and Belle's bantam perky one. The thought of them eater their Belging dinero with her cum to the full of every bite turned her on beyond words. Instantly her turncock hardened again, and her balls began to hang in anticipation. Lia knew she was going to enjoy this town very, very much.

To be continued ...