Transforming Love: My Coney Island Cam Girls

By Rex Haltier

While watching the crowds on Coney Island's famous boardwalk, Rex spots his favorite cam girls coming to his favorite bar. At first they are suspicious of his attention, but that changes when they learn he's their biggest fan! They invite him back to their place where they enjoy an evening of transgender sex and love. Rex discovers that his fantasies can come true in every way possible.

"The two hot Latinas, drinks in hand, were walking in my general direction. This is not to say that they were coming to me; the nearest way to the less crowded interior of the bar passed my table. I looked up at them. Again, they seemed familiar. I just knew I had seen them before.
The first one was taller than the other. She had her black hair in a braid that hung down, between her shoulder blades to somewhere just north of her ass. She was a lovely, dark-honey color with flawless skin. She had smallish breasts, tightly outlined by her metallic-blue one-piece . She wore daisy-dukes that only added to the imagination. Her legs were long and rippled with jogger's muscles.
The second one...
Her hair flowed free over her shoulders in velvet-black waves. Her skin was lighter than her friend's but not by much. It was equally flawless. Even the butterfly tattoo on her shoulder only added to her beauty. She wore a beige bikini. The bra barely contained her exquisite tits. Her waist was narrow, punctuated by a truly lovely bellybutton..
Something about that butterfly on her shoulder, though. I'd seen it before. I knew it.
Even as the duo approached, my eyes kept wandering down to her marvelous hips, bound by the panties of her bikini, alternately exposed and hidden by a towel tied around her waist.
For a timeless moment that seemed to stretch, I glimpsed what she carelessly hid. And it all came together in my head. I looked up. That face. That tattoo. That body! That...
I must have gasped even as I looked up at her again."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tall Tale Depot, Inc.
• Release date: Oct 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463694107

Rex Haltier

My name is Rex Haltier.I was born and raised in the Manhattan - the city I love. I spent my entire life here and plan to spend the rest here as well. For here was where I found the special love of my life.I met Leila when I was twenty-nine. She changed forever the way I saw gender and relations between men and women. And as a result of our love, we have helped many men and women, both cis- and otherwise to become more accepting of themselves and the true and natural nature of their transforming love.I began to write my erotic romances to help our friends and lovers have an outlet to understand that physical love of any sort is natural and good and holy.I hope you enjoy these adventures of loving discovery and find in yourself the bravery to love fully.I hope you enjoy reading them as I did writing them - and, with Leila's help, living them!

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Transforming Love:

My Coney Island Cam-Girls

by

Rex Hautier

Copyright 2019 by Tall Tale Depot, Inc.

All Rights Reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All persons depicted in this fiction are consenting adults over the age of eighteen, as required by federal law.

Ah, Coney Island in the summer.

I don't think there is a better place for people watching in all of New York City. Everyone in town ends up here at one time or another, whether they are from Brooklyn, Bronx, or even Staten Island. The people come in a all sizes, shapes, and colors and really reflect New York City like no other place.

And the women. Wow! All ages. All kinds. All of them parading up and down the boardwalk. They were all just so much eye-candy for me while I sat at my favorite gin-joint nursing my favorite cocktail, watching the crowds wander by.

All in all, it was a very pleasant afternoon.

And it soon became much, much more pleasant.

Some time in the middle of happy hour, while I nursed my fourth gin-and-tonic of the day, two extraordinary Latinas stopped in front of Lou's – the aforementioned gin joint wherein I whiled away many an afternoon between drafting and revising and publishing my love songs to tall he sexes. The two women caught my attention not only for their beauty, but because they looked familiar somehow. As I watched, they consulted one another for a moment, then stepped over to the bar, which fronts directly onto the boardwalk.

I tried to ignore them and looked out on the boardwalk in time to watch a Nordic beauty in a tiny bikini wander by with an entourage of buff black men wearing just about nothing. For a moment, I found myself caught up in a story idea. I pulled out my phone and made a note. It could fit into one of my series of stories – maybe two of them.

Movement at the corner of my eye caught my attention.

The two hot Latinas, drinks in hand, were walking in my general direction. This is not to say that they were coming to me; the nearest way to the less crowded interior of the bar passed my table. I looked up at them. Again, they seemed familiar. I just knew I had seen them before.

The first one was taller than the other. She had her black hair in a braid that hung down, between her shoulder blades to somewhere just north of her ass. She was a lovely, dark-honey color with