Lust and Love with Leona

"Lucic? I sure do, but isn't she the maid?"

"She is, but Richard and Lucia also double and the female and male roles for this shoot."

"Richard?"

"Her husband, who drove us back."

"Oh." Richard was black, well over 6' tall, and had an athletic build. I wondered if he had 'acted' with Leona.

"Are you wondering if Richard and I have done it?"

"Er . yes."

"We have. You jealous?"

"No baby," and I meant it, "actually it makes me feel horny for you." I hugged her. "I know you're a porn star and I don't mind."

"Do you want to see Richard and me?"

"What, like now?"

"No, on video."

"Cool."

I was soon watching Leona, the love of my life, getting fucked by Richard. "Like it?" she asked, and I nodded. I was getting so turned on. It was beautiful and it was liberating. And neither, certainly not Leona, looked like they were acting. They seemed to be having a great time enjoying each other's bodies.

"Now be a good boy and get on your hands and knees," and then with passion, "I want to fuck you Jake." I got on my hands and knees and Leona fucked my ass with passion. And I enjoyed every thrust. Yes, this is what I wanted. It was sexually liberating, and spiritually and mentally liberating, because, pardon the pun, I gave a fuck what anybody thought about my attraction to Leona in particular and to shemales in general.

We fucked the night away, consumed in our lust and emerged for a late dinner. The girls were off today and the next, and had gone out for an night on the town in Nassau. Richard and Lucia had also gone and so we fixed dinner for ourselves. After dinner we grabbed a bottle of champagne and headed to the beach. It was a private beach and Leona and I fucked again. We swam, and later on the beach I marveled at the moonlight falling on Leona's generous curves. She tasted of the sea and we made warm and tender love to each other.