The day of the month had gone really well. Way honest than I'd expected actually. Which was both good word and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any ma'am would.
And I really had enjoyed dinner party with this guy. He was quite shady which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely enough to progress to my heart flutter ( and a few other pieces ) but wasn't forward enough to make me think I was just going to be another piece of tail. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra distance for this particular date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the whole girly-thing. My hair is short, black and usually a pot. I'm pretty picket as I'm terrified of skin cancer which is what got one of my aunt at an early age. And while I'm pretty thin, I work out a bunch and accept some martial arts classes so I'm quite a bit stronger than most mass expect out of a 125 lb girl.
fountainhead, I'm not technically a young lady. And no, I'm not a cross-dresser either. I'm what you'd call - special. I actually have both male person and female region. I'm genetically a cleaning lady, but I have a penis too. And unlike most epicene person, I do have a clit. My phallus juts out just above the top of my clitoral hood. So depending on the stimulant I can come as a man OR a womanhood. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this evening. I had on a courteous white lacy blouse, a fateful pencil wench with high heel, pearls and patterned stockings. My field glass give me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian feel that drives both men and cleaning lady nuts. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at times. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a girl and most people don't give me a mo look. Tonight though I needed to be taken. hang over something and make out operose. I love being the attacker sometimes ; especially with women. But not tonight. I wanted to feel womanly. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't freak at the here and now of truth…

Dinner was wonderful. He had style, charm and the restaurant was a cozy footling place down by the body of water with a half-dozen mesa outside overlooking the bay. The stars were out by the gazillion. A missy could get used to this variety of treatment !

I was feeling the marvelous consequence of a few deoxyephedrine of wine and I could finger my desire for him through the throb of both my parts. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so turned on I hoped my ‘ surprisal'wasn't making a tent in my blind drunk skirt when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close up reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the bathroom gladiola I didn't have to expect for my erection to go down to pee. I plopped down on the crapper and sighed at the firing of my full bladder.
As I was touching up my physical composition a really drunk girl came in and started yammering about what an shit her escort had been. She was cute as hell, with long blond whisker curled tightly down her back. I hugged her and gave her my phone telephone number and said we'd go commiserate some other evening. I know, I'm an self-seeker. I probably should have felt bad, but I didn't.
"Whew !"I said when I returned.

"Everything come out ok ?"

"Oh yeah,"I replied with a smile. I silently slipped off my heels and slid down a tad in my seat. I didn't tell him I had a lading for him that I desperately wanted to be rid of before the night was over.
"So you were saying,"he asked, trying to get me back to the aphrodisiacal conversation we were having before my piss hard-on had so rudely interrupt us."You haven't really had that a lot experience with guys lately. You're not gay and just trying to get me to be your moustache, are you ?"

"Ha ! No my dear boy, that is not the issue. I do love sleeping with women. They are such completely different creatures than men are. They're flabby, and smell lovely, and are so much more sultry than nigh wham-bam-thank you-ma'am bozo are. Women know how to guide their time and enjoy the subtle theatrical role of sensualness and seduction that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my watchword trail off for outcome. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad feet up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily sense him through his dress falling off. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

"So charwoman are lacking a sealed something, huh ?"

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the entirely thing that will scratch my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine glass, all the time running my stocking covered foot up and down the interior of his calf and thigh.

"Do you have an urge, my beloved ?"

"You have no thought,"I said breathlessly. And I meant every word.

"I'd honey to rule out. I might even kiss it and arrive at it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite candidly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my hindquarters trying to unloose my cock from the tangle of my tights.
"I'll first at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a lead of kisses up the inside of your sura. And then over your knee and up the insides of your thighs."

"Oh, that sounds so nice,"I cooed. And it really did."Do you like that ? I mean really like it ?"

"Yup, I really do. It's just so intimate, isn't it ?"

I smiled at him again. Maybe, just maybe this was going to turn over out ok…

The Unveiling

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my place. Sometimes I like being on my place turf, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through most of the repast. I know he had been because I'd been teasing him all Night. He was hard, throbbing and decently sized.

And I could recite he really wanted me. Ok, so almost men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my trunk like a 2-bit cum bucketful. Most men saw me as zilch Sir Thomas More than a warm receptacle for their ejaculate. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really precious girl and think how much fun it would be to give totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some drab place and never even know her name. I call it onanism with someone else's soundbox. And there is a time and place for that. But this guy really seemed to be interested in who I was.

Which is really important when you 're a biddy sporting Natalie Wood. I'm not vast, but a thick 6 in shaft on a chick can gross out the piece of ass out of a guy who doesn't measure up. They have to be extremely outdoors minded, bi or a closeted gay sheik. I've learned not to constitute supposal. Some of the manly, butch fellow loved having me fuck them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my load deep in their tight virgin hole I'd let them give me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

'' You still here ? '' Matt asked. `` You seem like your mind is somewhere else. ``

'' I 'm bad, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and Matt ran his deal over my ass. As usual I kept myself a few inches from him so he wouldn't experience my surprise before the right consequence. And that was almost always after I'd let them hail in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck opening. One button at a clip I loosened his shirt exposing still fragrant man-flesh. I love the smell of a fair sex, but a man's fragrance can just wrench me into an fauna. This one's pheromones hit me dead square in the girly parts. My fingers worked at the clasp of his belt and soon he was naked in straw man of me, a nicely sized cock jutting out proudly from his happy trail. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my ottoman. I crawled between his thighs and pulled myself up onto his torso so I could osculate him long and hard. His hands roamed under my blouse playing with my Nice picayune B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingers played with my rigidifying nipples. Finally I broke the kiss and trailed my lips downward. As my backtalk passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the tooshie of my Kuki as I worked a lead of buss back and forth across his nasty abs. I twisted my head so that his prick principal was against my face. Looking up at him with my park eyes ( God, I love this section ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN identification number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. differentiate me what you want me to do."Then I ran my knife slowly along the side of his throbbing shaft.

"Suck it,"he hissed."Suck it please !"

So I did. Grabbing his shaft of light I lowered my rim down over his tip, never breaking eye inter-group communication. I didn't halt until my brim hit his pubic pearl. The surprised groan and expression on his typeface was priceless ! Twirling my cheek on his cock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting dress down and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to tease him for a patch, but on the next plunge down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my mouth. Ok, so I knew he was close and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guys at least let a girl know before they blow a huge load down our throats ? My gag reflex response hit me like a train but I refused to let him acknowledge he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a little slipped past my lips.

When he'd calmed down a bit I crawled up into his lap and tried to snog him. He jerked his fount away and said"Ewwww !"I've had that chemical reaction before, and while it was no big mountain, I didn't like the tone it set for his open mindedness. Ok, time for the unveiling.

I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. future I dropped my step-in around my mortise joint and backed up so he could caress my ass. He gently lifted my skirt and deep-seated kisses all over my impudence. His knife flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to buss me earlier. I had grabbed my cock and pulled it up against my belly and from his point of view he couldn't see it. His knife parted my flexure and screw, I had to admit he was talented ! With my legs spread I could see his cock getting hard again.

"Ok,"I thought."Maybe this is going to work out after all."

He regained his erecting and stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pressing his cock against my folds. His ran the head of his throbbing dick up and down from my ruckle rear end down through my crimp to the tip of my clit. At this point I didn't concern which hole he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching brim stretching unfold my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to stuff back against him when suddenly he leaned down on top of me and reached around to stroke my clit. Before I could warn him his paw reached mine - and my throbbing backbreaking on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so surprised he could hardly call up. But I could see the repulsion on his face.

"time lag,"I said as weeping welled up in my eyes."Let me explain !"

"You're a hump buster - but you have a twat too ! ? WHAT A FUCKING nut !"
He jumped up and grabbed his clothes and ran into the hall of my apartment building stark naked. As much as I want to I'll never forget the look in his eye. My hormones were raging ( both readiness ! ) and I fell back on the ottoman and had myself a dependable footling cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful dark's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the morning I called Tina and Terry, two of my best friends. They've been together forever having met in grade school before either of them knew they were lesbians.

"Really ? ! ?"Tina said. I knew she was trying her hardest not to laugh."He ran naked into the hallway and fucking VANISHED ?"

"Yeah, and he won't retort my calls or texts, so fuck it,"I said with the pain of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok steady, why don't you come over and let Terry and me make you forget all about Sir lance-me-not."

‘ Tina, that's not funny,"I whined.

"Oh come on Chris, I don't care who you are, that's funny !"

I had to take on it was, and half cried - half laughed into the phone."Ok, I'm on my way."

They were still in their robes when I got there. We made coffee and they demanded that I percentage all the gory particular.

"I have a corking approximation,"terry exclaimed."We just got the new jetted tub finished up ! Lets make some mimosa and you can tell us with bubble !"

We walked into their chamber and I couldn't aid but notice the gracious thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a cock facing each direction so they both could enjoy it. Looks like they'd had quite the wild-eyed evening themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my help opening the Champagne bottle.

"I'll help,"I said"but you get to ca-ca it pop ! Not for sure I could take having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the laurels with the bottle complete with lewd helping hand motions right before the cork blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our wooden leg.

We sauntered back to the tub and joined Terry who was almost benumbed, floating in the roiling, bubbly water supply."Come on in ! You missed all the fun. I found my favorite jet !"she exclaimed dreamily."I didn't last 15 seconds."

She sat up and slid over to our face. The girls sat on each incline of me and we handed out the silver wattle."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."fourth dimension for your report. Start at the starting time !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to lessen when we got to talking about wienies and erection.

"How big was he,"Tina asked."Was he as big as you ?"

"Oh yeah, he was decent ! Long and midst and hard as blade. damn, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a little lower in the tub. The fille were both running their fingers up and down my thighs and my body responded to their touch. Like most women, my nipples get really difficult and pointy when I'm aroused. The miss saw this and terrycloth said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her manus up to my genitalia and wrapped her hired man around my aching shaft.

"Fuck that flavour good,"I moaned as I closed my eyes. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their mouths. I pulled Tina up to kiss my hungry oral cavity while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my legs. Suddenly I felt the tip of the huge dildo I'd seen on the bed nudge up against my labia. Apparently she'd gotten out of the tub and slipped into the strap-on while we were making the drinks.

"Oh baby, I really want this,"I cooed in Tina's ear."We know you do dear. What are girlfriends for ?"With that she leaned forward, burrowing the tip inside me. She waited a bit so I could relish the feeling of being filled and then inched it in until she was buried in my aching cunt.

"Uhhhh,"I cried as the dildo bottomed out inside me. My straits flew back and I slouched grim, pushing every final stage inch of the big black cock into me. terry took that present moment to climb out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long retard flip. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to rupture me apart, but it hurt so good ! The top of the harness had a piffling bulge right where my clit is and every knife thrust sent jolts up my rooster and into my brain. Just as Terry was about to go over the edge she pulled herself off my face.

"Damn you're good at that ! But you're not the only girl who needs cock today."And with that she slid down my body into my lap. Her knees landed beside my thighs and my cock tip was brushing against her backtalk. She spread her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC muscles, which not only made my putz twitch but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me feel every veiny column inch inside me. The girl got into a cycle so they were both pulling away from me at the same time, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, heavy dick back into my cunt. I knew each thrust sent the other end trench into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water sloshed all over the new privy level.

My pussycat finally couldn't take any more and I shrieked as my first coming blasted through me. The tingle in my clit became a flame and it sent white hot sparks up my cock. I screamed again and let go in terrycloth, filling her with my cum. I don't make sperm so I can't get a girl pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many woman say I come Thomas More than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything better than filling your partner with your juice and I filled Terry FULL. She finally exploded into her own coming and fell against me, gently flexing her hip joint to keep our orgasms rolling.

"Whew ! I thought mortal was going to overhaul out and drown there for a minute,"I said with a cockamamie smile on my face.

"Who did you recall was going to drown,"asked Tina.

"Me ! I came so hard I about passed out. But I bet you would have given me mouth-to-mouth,"I said.

"Oh yeah. We'd have given mouth to mouth to both end my dear !"

I climbed out of the tub and brought back the champagne and orange tree juice."Who wants another stave ?"

"We do,"the lady friend said in unison."We'll take some more Mimosas too !"The rest of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back M and being BFF's. Thank God for girlfriend !




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