Meeting Karen Pt. 04

"Oh, yes, Karen!" Carrie sighed as the fingers continued to caress her now hardening sex tube.

Karen continued to eat Carrie's ass, and rub her sex, "Don't you release, as I want my stick in your bottom when you do honey!" and Karen helped shift Carrie to the nearby sofa, while Carrie's fingers attempted to uncover Karen's beautiful breasts.

"Do you see what I have for you Miss Carrie?" Karen said as she pulled open her trousers and released the flesh colored cocktoy, as she again bent to lick Carrie's still exposed bottom.

"I love this Carrie," Karen said as she teased Carrie's hole with her fingers, and then the head of her cock.

"Being your lover," Karen said as she slipped the narrow head of her prick into Carrie's bottom.

"Agggh!" Carrie groaned as she adjusted to the size of Karen's selected faux penis.

"Oh, yes, Karen, yes, Ohh!" she cried as Karen's cock further penetrated her bottom canal. "God yes, baby. Do me, fuck me Karen!" as her fingers caressed the contained sex in her thong. Carrie was now on her back, and Karen bent down to kiss her as Carrie caressed Karen's breasts, through the now open white shirt, as Karen slowed her thrust.


Now looking into Carrie's eyes she asked, "Is this a good angle honey?" but then she reached to hold her fauxrod, and she withdrew somewhat, and then lifted upward with the tip of her cock, distending the anal rim of her lover, repeating the stimulation several times.

"What are you, agggh, Karen, that's, aggh! So incredible, aggh, don't, yes, aggh, ooh god," Karen smiled as she watched Carrie's orgasm begin, with a quick release from the tip of the now slightly exposed penis, and then the tremors began.

"I'm, ohhh," but Carrie was now silent, as she body convulse while Karen alternated her deep pushes with the cock tip teasing at the entrance to Carrie's bottom.

"Oh, my, ohh, Karen, oh my god, yes, oh, ahh," Carrie finally gasped loudly as Karen slipped inside and then bent forward to hold her lover.

A minute later, Karen shifted but the fauxcock was still deep inside Carrie's body, "He didn't do that, did he?"

Carrie heard the question but wondered who Karen was referring to, as the question was pointed, yet Karen didn't seem upset.

Carrie was panting heavily, and she looked up at Karen. A moment passed.

"Who do you mean Karen?" as she now reached as Karen turned and they were looking into one another's eyes; the gaze was intense, and Carrie felt Karen deep love, yet the question was there.

"The he who fucked you, in the hotel. He didn't tease your body to orgasm like I have just done Carrie," Karen asked.

Carrie studied Karen's expression. Was she needing to know more of that past event, or was she just in need of assurance that her anal loving was well beyond what a hot cock could bring to her?

"You needed this tonight," Karen said, as she rolled forward and her cock was back inside Carrie, and their mouths met in a kiss.

Karen hands caressed Carrie now, "I needed to be with you honey," and Karen moved, and their lips met, gently now.

"Please stay close to me Karen," and she pulled her nearer and they shifted into a spoon position.

The following week, Karen received a text note from Faith,

'Can we speak about Carrie?'.

Karen didn't want to address what she suspected Faith wanted to discuss, as five years earlier her sister had explained several things about Charles' college days. Faith had withheld these important details until almost a month before her wedding, and though the knowledge had been quite painful, Karen had never spoken of these issues that Faith felt she must know about prior to becoming Mrs. Stout. She never even questioned Charles, as the events had occurred two years before she had become romantically involved with him, during his undergraduate studies. Now Karen reconsidered the strange coincidence of the alert her phone had received indicating Charles had been near the Hyatt. That morning she had noticed that Carrie was not at the hotel, but at the condo.

Instead of awaiting Faith's planned visit she texted her.

'what do you want to talk about?'

A moment later Karen accepted the call from her sister. She was alone at the condo, as Carrie was still at the office. After discussing Faith's driving plans, Faith got to the point.

"Charles call me yesterday, and" but Faith paused, "well, he implied that Carrie had slept with him."

Karen heard the statement, and she was quiet, waiting for her sister's follow up. She tried to not take Faith's bait, and there was no speaking for almost a minute, yet Karen resisted.

"Aren't you going to say something Karen? Your girlfriend is sleeping around, like a cat on the prowl!" Faith strongly said.

Karen remained silent as Faith cautioned her about the information.

When Faith seemed finished Karen simply said, "I knew of Carrie's date Faith, so please don't allow my ex-husband to soil my relationship by using you to shade Carrie."

Faith was surprised when Karen said strongly, "Please don't come to see me. I needn't have you try and further damage my world. Carrie and I will not miss seeing you this Friday," and she disconnected the call.

Karen consider her situation and decided to discuss what she had been withholding from Carrie, for she had anticipated that Charles would make an attempt at a liaison. She had known that her ex-husband was attracted to trans women, as Faith had told her of the college rendezvouses. Karen's own interest stemmed from her researching how trans people find a way in the world. When Faith had told her of Charles' college affairs, she had spent several days pursuing the subject and made herself aware of the beauty and trials of these women and men, and she came to understand that their sexuality and gender were two completely different things.

Karen had grown through adolescents as a beautiful young girl and become a woman, and as her body had developed, so had her ideas about her looks evolved. Her body and appearance had taught her the need to love herself. Her own sexual explorations were varied across the spectrum of men and women, and she had questioned whether sleeping with women was non-normal, only to realize the silliness of that. After reading Naomi Wolf's book, Karen had killed off her feels of strangeness, as an attractive woman, and she refused to self-objectify, as she knew that she was first a human being, and the body monitoring, and emotional consequences were unhealthy.

Early in their relationship Karen had discussed with Carrie, whether she had felt she suffered from gender dysphoria, but Carrie was sincere when she explained her decision to alter her gender expression, and how the hormonal treatment were helpful. Karen recalled Carrie's statement, 'by simply being and accepting your true self', and Karen had read of a British transbabe who had said, 'No one wants to be kept a secret'.

Yet Karen had fallen in love with Carrie.

When she had observed the subtle changes in Gary over the previous months, she had wondered that he might be sick or, wildly she had considered whether he was transitioning as she noted the slimming of his physique. She did not share her suspicions with anyone, but she remembered Gary's awe at meeting her at the house, that afternoon on the stairway, and Gary's study of her countenance. Then there was that night of their random meeting, and Karen was more than a step ahead, and Gary had grown beautiful, and Karen was concerned enough about an eventual meeting of Carrie and Charles, that she mentioned it to Carrie at the Bar.

After their first night together, Karen had decided that Carrie West might be hers, and not Charles'. The failed marriage was mostly the cause, but seeing Carrie's beauty face to face had enthralled Karen, and the sex was so unique, as she now remembered removing Carrie bound penis and that first time she fellated her. She hadn't suggest to Carrie that she sleep with Charles, but there were several times when she raised the notion.

Later the evening of her sister's call, Karen sat down with Carrie. She was dressed casually in a wrap dress with a soft pale blue-print, and she wore flats on her feet. She smiled noting the skirt on Carrie had risen and her legs were covered in pantyhose, rather than her typical hose'. Carrie had kicked off her black pumps and she sat resting on her right hip with her blush pink blouse slightly unbuttoned. Karen could see the pink lacy covering Carrie's breasts. It was several weeks after she had traveled to St. Louis. She knew that Faith might share the knowledge, and it might become a bigger issue.

Sit across from Carrie, Karen asked about her memory of the meeting at the house, when Gary encountered her on the stairs.

Carrie smiled, "That moment was quite important, seeing you," and Carrie spoke of all the subtle details as Karen listened. Carrie and she were both very aware of this moment, and how it had altered their shared experience. Karen listened as Carrie recalled the details of Karen's outfit, and the shoes and the jewelry. She considered moving to sit beside Carrie, but she felt the need for some distance.

When Carrie finished speaking, Karen slipped forward on the club chair and spoke slowly, "I have known of Charles' meeting and sleeping with the trans women, for all these years," and Karen ran through the details, as Carrie wondered what she should say.

"And a strange cellphone alert on the morning after your affair at the Hyatt lead me to share this, aggh, history. I have never spoken of the women with Charles," as Karen said this she stood, and so did Carrie.

Carrie's face showed her anxiety, "Yes, I was at the Hyatt, and with him, your ex," but Karen now moved near to embrace Carrie.

She waited, simply holding her lover, waiting for Carrie to explain.

"I needed to be with a safe man, and he was quite attentive, for several weeks before your trip, and I just let it happen."

There could be no mistake, Carrie could have selected someone else to sleep with. Yet Karen knew that Carrie would need to be cautious, and even though Charles' affairs bothered her, he had clearly been careful and discrete, as Karen knew that he was healthy.

As Karen held her close, she listened to Carrie explain how the liaison occurred, "He was gentle, and I enjoyed being with him, but just the one-time Karen," she whispered as Karen's hug about her tightened.

Carrie felt her love, though she was uncertain now, then Karen whispered into her ear, "He is why we're here together Carrie West. His promiscuity led me to be with you, and he was selective actually, but indiscriminate also, regarding the records. We both uncovered too much information."

Karen spoke of her further digging, "At the house, I found a concealed strong box, and I forced it open. It held notes, and mementos of the affairs from years before I knew Charles. The box included several pairs panties with the dates noted and several pictures. This was after the papers were filed for the divorce, but I decided not to make further waves."

Carrie wondered why Karen had decided today to speak about her knowledge, "He had shared with Faith the rendezvous at the Hyatt, and I just wanted to make you aware of this."

Carrie wondered if Karen could still love her, "You still want to be with me?"

Karen took hold of Carrie's head, and kissed her intently, "Of course! I can't live without you Carrie West!"

Carrie felt the tender touch as Karen's finger traced up her pantyhose covered right leg, and now rested atop her mons pubis.

"So flat. You've got a panty girdle on?"

"Uhm hum,"

"Are you able to listen to my needs Carrie?"

Carrie turned and looked into her eyes. She knew what she had to do.

"I will be, ahh, I meant to say I can be yours only Karen," and she felt the squeeze.

Karen whispered into her ear, "Did you suck his penis?"

Carrie quickly considered her response, "Of course," and Karen pulled her into a kiss.

"Did he suck this?" and Carrie felt Karen caressing her sex with her hand atop the material.

She didn't answer as Karen's mouth covered hers. Their kiss was long and languid.

Yet again Karen asked her questions, "Did you let him come in your mouth?"

Carrie considered this question, "No, actually, his cock was in my mouth, several times, but no, he came in my bottom."

Karen's hands were working to release the girdle as Carrie spoken, then she carefully eased the tapes off, and watched as Carrie's sex began to rise. She held her lover's penis, and then Karen moved Carrie back deeper on the sofa. Then she moved over her hips, and shifted atop Carrie's lap.

"Jesus," Carrie sighed, as her body moved into Karen's moist vagina, "You want me to come?"

Karen shifted her hips, as Carrie hardness filled her body, "Yes, I want you so much. Fill me again."

Karen had considered her lover, and her needs for the future, and she knew how Carrie might require another rendezvous. She also now knew that she would not need Charles, nor would Carrie. The two of them would decide together when to cease her using the pill, as it was Karen's intent to be a mother, and she felt Carrie would be a great partner. Their lovemaking would evolve, but Karen was certain that Carrie would be sincere and steadfast. As she was held by her lover Carrie, Karen reconsidered their meeting at the club, and how she now felt. She was loved, and she could be honest regarding her desires and needs.

"Is this what you want, a baby?" Carrie whispered in her ear.

"Any chance we can move this to your bed?" Carrie whispered with her penis still inside Karen's pussy.

"Oh yes," and she felt Carrie somehow lift her, as her penis slipped from her vagina.

"I need you more honey, and every day!!" Karen announced.

Carrie set her down on the large bed, and she kissed Karen, "I love you Karen!"

The end of Part Four

by MadQuill