The Trans Ultra Collection Vol 1

by Ursula Lovelace

  Ben led me to the elevator and he rode it up. As swimmingly as my plan had gone, I was scared. This rogue FBI agent wouldn’t hesitate to kill me if he found out the truth about my identity. I just had to make one small mistake and it was game over. To survive, I had to become Loretta.

  I just didn’t know where this rabbit hole would go. Ben didn’t seem interested in a drink and a nice chat. He wanted more than just polite conversation.

  He wanted to fuck me.

  That would be a difficult proposition. I needed his phone and any other incriminating evidence before things escalated. Sooner or later, he would realize that I was a man.

  Worse, he would know that I was Larry.

  I didn’t like my chances if we tried to have sex. Nevertheless, Ben led me into his room. It was spacious and luxurious. “I rented the suite since it was the only one the hotel had on short notice.”

  I sat on a large couch in the living room. “Sound expensive.”

  “I billed it to the FBI,” Ben said with a smile. He took out a bottle from the cooler before fishing out a few cups. “Our tax dollars at work.”

  I giggled. “I don’t mind paying for this.”

  He began to pour a pair of drinks. “Neither do I, Loretta.”

  It seemed that Ben was smitten with me. It was one of the few advantages I had. I needed to stay one step ahead of him if I wanted to steal his phone. “It must be exciting being an FBI agent.”

  “You’ve probably heard all about it from your cousin.”

  “I’d like to hear it from you,” I said. “What’s a typical day for you?”

  “I work with informants,” he replied. I guessed that was how he got bought out by the mob. “I maintain contact with them and relay deals.”

  “Sounds interesting.”

  “Not as interesting as you,” he smirked, taking a swig of his drink. “Relax and stretch your legs, Loretta.”

  I took a sip of my drink. “I enjoy talking to you, Ben.”

  The FBI Agent was a looker. He was in great shape and wouldn’t have been out of place on a fitness magazine. I had always imagined that the people after me were ugly and cruel. Ben, however, was civil and even flirtatious.

  I guessed that was what made him so good at his job. And I wasn’t talking about his FBI career. The man was a good double agent.

  I saw Ben take out a charger from one his bags. He plugged it into his phone and placed it near an outlet. It was lying in plain sight but I couldn’t take it without drawing suspicion.

  “I see you’ve noticed my luggage,” Ben laughed, breaking me out of concentration. Indeed, he had a lot of bags for someone who traveled alone. “Due to my work, I tend to stay in one place for a long time and dig in. It pays to have a lot of spares.”

  I nodded. “So you plan on staying here for a very long time?”

  I needed to learn as much about him while giving as little information about myself. I decided the best way would be to liquor him up and probe him with small chat. When he lowered his guard, then I could steal his phone and give it to Amy.

  “It depends on when this whole mess with the mob is over,” he continued. I wondered what side of the law he was speaking from. “Want another drink, Loretta?”

  I shook my head. “You have a soda?”

  He got up from his seat. “I think there’s a vending machine down the hall. Don’t worry, I’ll get it for you.”

  I smiled. “Thank you very much, Ben.”

  He smiled back. “I’ll be back soon. Is Pepsi okay?”

  “Pepsi sounds great.”

  Unfortunately, his phone finished charging. He took it with him when he left the suite. However, I knew the vending machine was quite a walk away. I had time to look through his other belongings.

  When I heard him shut the door, I raced to his various bags. Most of them were filled with clothes and travel supplies. However, one suitcase contained a spare handgun.

  It wasn’t the type of evidence I needed. Ben was an FBI agent. Of course he would carry a gun. Besides, it was legal to carry a gun into a hotel in this state if you were law enforcement.

  However, another bag contained various items of interest. They were fake passports and false documents. I also saw a large sum of money in foreign currencies.

  Was he trying to leave the mob and flee the country?

  Or was he using these fake identities on behalf of the mob?

  These were definitely not standard issue for the FBI. It wasn’t like he was trying to blend in with a disguise like me. At the same time, I needed more concrete evidence about Ben’s wrongdoing.

  I needed his phone.

  When I heard footsteps down the hall, I raced back to my seat. That man had a gun. If I made one mistake, then I was dead.

  I forced a smile on my face when Ben returned with my Pepsi. “And one Pepsi for the young lady.”

  I took the chilled drink from him. “Thank you, Ben. What were we talking about again?”

  Ben sat down and scanned the room. Then, he stopped to stare at me.

  I began to worry he had discovered the truth.

  Had I forgotten to clean up my tracks?

  Did he suspect something?

  Had I betrayed my real identity?

  “You’re not drinking,” he said with a smirk. The tension faded as he reached out to hold my hand. “Want something else?”

  I giggled. “I guess I wasn’t as thirsty as I thought I was.”

  He growled as he stared into my eyes. “Well, I’m thirsty as hell.”

  My eyes opened wide in shock as he kissed me. The fact that this man was trying to kill me was firmly in the back of my mind. His hands cupped my face as he kissed me deeply.

  Ben’s fingers became interwoven with my hair. Giving into the situation, I kissed him back and brought his hands to my sides. He moved them to cup my ass and gave them a good squeeze.

  Hey, I was always told I had a nice ass.

  Not knowing the difference, I began to knead and massage my backside. His breath was hot upon my lips. He had completely given into his lust for me.

  I reclined on the couch as he got on top of me. I moaned when he kissed my neck before rubbing his face against my fake cleavage. I would’ve laughed if I wasn’t lost in the moment.

  I shuddered when Ben made his way down to my groin. I didn’t want him to notice my erection so I distracted him by gently biting down on his collarbone. He groaned and withdrew his hand.

  I wasn’t sure where we were heading. If he wanted sex, then he was in for one hell of a surprise. Worse, he could uncover my true identity.

  However, I needed to get control of the situation before he discovered that I was hiding a cock under my panties. I cried out. “Ben… wait…”

  However, the FBI Agent was completely overtaken by lust. He ignored my pleading as he kissed and suckled my body. I could only prevent him from touching my erection. My words weren’t getting through to him. His body pinned me down on the couch.

  Deciding to go on the offensive, I reached down and groped his cock. Ben groaned with pleasure as moved to give me access to his cock. I unzipped his pants and grabbed the base of his large shaft. He softly moaned when I began stoking the length of his erection. I felt its warmth and hard ridges as he grew harder. “Yes… that’s it…”

  I continued to pleasure him. “Want me to go faster?”

  “Yes!” he said breathlessly. “Suck me down!”

  He had completely submitted to me. I felt a strange sense of power over him. Taking advantage of my newfound control, I got on top of him and took his pants completely off. His erection was as rigid as a stone monument.

  I wasn’t sure how to beginning. His cock was bigger than mine and he expected me to suck it. I couldn’t risk delaying my response. He could find out Loretta’s secret at any moment.

  So, I took the large head of his cock into my mouth before swallowing him whole.

  To my utter surprise, I enjoyed it. His cock was warm and very long
. My tongue felt like red carpet for its entrance.

  I bopped my head back and forth as the bulb-like head of his shaft made contact with my throat. I felt it pulsate in my mouth. My body couldn’t help but relax.

  I ran my tongue along its side as Ben groaned from above. I was a complete novice at this but he seemed to be enjoying it. Hell, I was enjoying it to my complete shock. I reveled in the sensation of his shaft getting bigger and longer with my lips around it.

  I didn’t know what I was doing other than enjoying this blowjob. My game plan coming into this room didn’t involve anything like this. I was supposed to steal his phone, not suck his cock!

  Sooner or later, Ben would want to move up to full-blown sex. I didn’t have a vagina for him to fuck. I needed to come up with a plan fast or risk getting killed.

  Maybe I could keep blowing him.

  Or try some anal sex.

  I’ve never had a guy fuck my ass before.

  I wasn’t sure I could trick him but I needed to keep him distracted.

  For now, I decided to continue sucking him until I came up with a better plan. Ben was completely spellbound by my display of fellatio. His eyes were completely shut as his mouth yelled a string of compliments about my sucking prowess.

  For a moment, I thought about killing him. I could see Ben’s gun in his discarded holster on the table. I could take a shot at him and leave before the noise attracted attention.

  It would be the perfect plan.

  The hotel staff only knew me as a woman. If they saw me enter Ben’s room, then they would suspect a woman did the deed. I could go back to living as Larry and no one would be the wiser.

  No, I wasn’t some stone-cold killer. I didn’t have what it took to kill a man. Besides, Ben was a top ranking FBI Agent. Even if he had gone rogue, I would have to do a lot of explaining when Amy found out I had shot him.

  I sensed that Ben was nearing his release. After he came, the man would want to fuck my non-existent pussy. I wasn’t sure what to do. Hopefully, he would be up for a round of anal sex. As uncomfortable as that sounded, I preferred it to getting executed by him.

  I released his cock from my lips. It stood up completely erect with my saliva dripping odd of it. Within seconds, I took off my panties and straddled his shaft.

  Then, I slammed down on his erection and buried it within my ass. “Ahhh!”

  Ben moaned as he drilled deeper into me. My rosebud tightened around his shaft like a noose. He wasn’t even hallway in me but I couldn’t give up now.

  I didn’t know the first thing about anal sex.

  Nonetheless, I let instinct make up for my lack of experience. I let my body guide me as I sank onto Ben’s cock. I gritted my teeth as he stretched me to my limit.

  From his groaning, I knew Ben wasn’t able to tell the difference. In fact, it sounded like he was having the time of his life. With some time, I began to get used to him fucking my ass.

  Soon, Ben’s entire cock was inside of me. I was caught between pleasure and pain. Yet, I felt control over Ben. He began to reciprocate by thrusting up into me.

  The FBI Agent clenched the sides of my hips and pumped into me with all of his strength. I couldn’t imagine how deep he was inside of me. I had to bare it or risk getting caught.

  Ben fucked me with complete abandon. The pain I felt was soon replaced by bliss. I had become numb to the discomfort I felt before. I found myself meeting his upward thrusts with my own movements. I gyrated my hips as he fucked me. I was actually enjoying this!

  He was hitting all the right places. Looking down, it looked like Ben had never been so fulfilled ever in his life. We were both nearing our orgasms.

  I felt a tremor pass from his body into mine. It became stronger with each passing second. I felt shivers up and down my spine. Ben felt the same as he yelled. “God, you’re fucking amazing, Loretta!”

  I yelled back. “Keep on fucking me!”

  I felt his balls slap against my ass as he drilled into me. We were grunting in unison as he penetrated my depths. My balls began to tighten as I felt my climax approach.

  I didn’t want this feeling to ever end. However, my cock had become painfully hard. A part of me was afraid that it would spring up and reveal my identity. I prayed that my lacy panties could keep it hidden.

  That’s when my cock sprang up and shot hot come into my skirt. It was happening way too fast. My erection was painfully stiff as it brushed past my panties.

  I looked down and saw that my shaft had lifted up my skirt. I felt terror for the first time in ages. Thankfully, Ben was too busy fucking me to notice my erection lifting up the front of my skirt.

  I was too lost in my ecstasy to hide my cock. I forgot that I was on the run from men like Ben. Hell, I forgot I was even trying to steal his phone. All I could think of was his rock hard cock thrusting into me from below.

  That’s when I felt a hand grab my balls. He was gentle as he cupped them. His fingertips gingerly touched my shaft.

  That’s when I realized what had happened.

  Ben had discovered that I had a cock instead of cunt. He stared at me in disbelief as his fingers brushed the underbelly of my shaft. He confirmed his suspicions by lifting up my shirt.

  My breath stopped cold in my chest. I couldn’t move as Ben looked straight at me. Finally, he said. “Loretta… you’re not a woman… you’re a man!”

  I wasn’t sure what to say or what excuse to use. It felt as if a Medusa had turned me into stone. “Ben… I can explain…!”

  I could only watch in horror as Ben scanned my face. That was when he realized my real identity. The man had been on the search for me and I had been in front of him all that time. In fact, he had fucked me in the ass!

  “You’re Larry, aren’t you?”

  I tried to escape but he quickly grabbed my arm and twisted it around my back. Then, he used his weight to trap me on the couch. I struggled in vain against his powerful hold. “Please let me go!”

  “Larry, the mob’s looking for you,” Ben said grimly. “And I’m supposed to hand you over to them.”

  I pleaded for my life. “I did nothing wrong! Please let me go.”

  He glared at me. “What were you planning to do here? Kill me while I was sleeping?”

  I shook my head. “I was just trying to save my life!”

  “Too bad,” he sighed, not loosening his grip. “The mob wants your head. They’ll pay a king’s ransom for it.”

  “They’re out of money!”

  “What?”

  “Amy told me,” I explained. “Their accounts have been frozen. They won’t have anything to pay you with!”

  Ben’s grip loosened ever so tightly. “That explains why my weekly intake has been running so late.”

  “See?” I said with a weak smile. “You don’t have to kill me. Let me go and we can forget this ever happened.”

  He shook his head. “You’ll just run to the FBI and tell them the truth about me!”

  “No!” I pleaded. “I’ll keep your secret!”

  Ben had a contemplative look on his face. He looked at me from head to toe before stopping to stare at my cock. “It’s just that… I’ve never felt with way with anyone else. Man or woman…”

  I raised an eyebrow at his response. I wasn’t sure whether or not I was still a dead man. “Please… let me go Ben.”

  “I won’t let you go, Loretta,” he whispered, locking eyes with me. Desire was apparent on his face. “I love you…”

  With that, Ben leaned forward to kiss me. It was soft and sweet. I felt the tension in my body fade away as we embraced each other.

  After a round of kissing, I felt him guide his cock back into my rosebud. This time, I was ready for him. I moaned when I felt the bulb-like head of his shaft entered my ass.

  I wasn’t even sure what was going on.

  Did Ben truly love me after our wild encounter?

  Or did he give me a stay of execution so he could fuck me again?

  I didn’
t care.

  I just wanted him to fuck me.

  I bounced up and down in his lap. I was loose enough that he could go deeper into me with casual ease. Panic left me as I submitted to him.

  At the same time, Ben returned the favor by stroking my shaft. It was a strange feeling to be fucked while receiving a hand job. I moaned when he started to fuck me faster. At the same time, his hand stroked me at the same tempo. I groaned in erotic delirium. “Come in me, Ben!”