I was surprised when Jane pushed her pussy in my face at just howlarge her clitoris was. The few women I had dated and slept with hadlittle nubs withi...n their vaginal lips that did grow a little whenengorged with blood. But Jane's clit was like a little penis that wasthick and almost an inch long. She pushed it into my mouth and groundherself into my face and had me sucking on it while she pulled on myhair.She told me that I did just fine in the love-making department.I spent the weekend with. Then he unzipped me and put his hand inside my underwear. He stroked me for some time and i orgasmed, although i didnt ejaculate. It became wet and then he put it back in and told me not to tell this to anybody else. He also asked me to come to his shop next day. I went home feeling really really embarrassed and feeling guilty. I used to run fast to my home when i reached the front of his shop in evenings. I was able to avoid him for a few days, but my parents took me to his shop for stitching. Naked, I lay back and let him have it. Warmth flowed over me as he thrust in and out and kissed passionately. Things were turning out okay, spousal rape an acceptable penance. As he climaxed, I lifted my pelvis to assist. As his semen, sans sperm, spewed into me, I was still his wife.We rolled apart and I went into a deep sleep. In the morning, he again hopped on me, finished in a frenzy of ownership declaration then grilled me after his deflation. I avoided answers as best I could, talked. ." The bell rang. "Oh alright. Go on. Get out of here, class. No homework tonight!" Ms. Sin called out as k**s started packing up for their next class. Greg did the same, with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew Ms. Sin's secret. He couldn't believe his teacher was a shemale. All that time he had been drooling over and fantasizing about a shemale! "Greg. Come over here. I want to speak with you." Ms. Sin looked over at him. What? Did she know that he knew? A lot of crazy thoughts were.