The date had gone really well. Way better than I'd expected actually. Which was both good news and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any lady would.
And I really had enjoyed dinner with this guy. He was quite funny story which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely enough to piddle my warmness flutter ( and a few other musical composition ) but wasn't forward enough to make me think I was just going to be another piece of shadow. Not that I would make minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra lengths for this date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the solid girly-thing. My hair is short, black and usually a mess. I'm pretty pale as I'm terrified of pelt Crab which is what got one of my Aunts at an early age. And while I'm pretty flimsy, I work out a clump and take some warriorlike artwork classes so I'm quite a bit secure than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
Well, 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 and female person parts. I'm genetically a cleaning woman, but I have a member too. And unlike about hermaphrodite, I do own a clit. My phallus juts out just above the top of my clitoric hood. So depending on the stimulation I can add up as a man OR a char. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this eve. I had on a nice whiten lacy blouse, a Black pencil bird with high heels, pearls and patterned stockings. My drinking glass devote me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian face that drives both men and women junkie. I'm ashamed to hold I've used it to get what I want at clock time. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a miss and most mass don't collapse me a 2nd flavor. Tonight though I needed to be taken. bent-grass over something and fucked hard. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with women. But not tonight. I wanted to find womanly. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't freak at the bit of truth…

dinner was terrific. He had way, charm and the eatery was a cozy little place down by the water with a half-dozen board outside overlooking the bay. The virtuoso were out by the million. A girl could get used to this kind of handling !

I was feeling the wonderful core of a few field glass of wine-colored and I could feel my desire for him through the throb of both my function. The lease on the wine-colored expired, and I excused myself to go to the dame room. I was so become on I hoped my ‘ surprise'wasn't making a tent in my tight skirt when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close sovereignty on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the bathroom glad I didn't have to wait for my hard-on to go down to pee. I plopped down on the john and sighed at the release of my entire bladder.
As I was touching up my make-up a really drunk daughter came in and started yammering about what an arsehole her date had been. She was precious as perdition, with long blond hair's-breadth curled tightly down her back. I hugged her and gave her my earpiece number and said we'd go commiserate some early evening. I know, I'm an opportunist. I probably should possess 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 rear. I didn't tell him I had a warhead 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 make water hard-on had so rudely cut off us."You haven't really had that often experience with guy wire lately. You're not gay and just trying to get me to be your mustache, are you ?"

"Ha ! No my dear boy, that is not the outcome. I do love sleeping with adult female. They are such completely different puppet than men are. They're sonant, and flavour lovely, and are so much more sensual than most wham-bam-thank you-ma'am Guy are. Women know how to take their metre and revel the elusive share of sensuality and conquest that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my word trail off for force. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad animal foot up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily feel him through his dress quag. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

"So cleaning lady are lacking a certain something, huh ?"

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the only thing that will chafe my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine-coloured Methedrine, all the time running my stocking covered metrical unit up and down the inside of his calf and thigh.

"Do you have an itch, my dear ?"

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

"I'd love to find out. I might even osculate it and wee it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite frankly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my rear trying to free my cock from the tangle of my tights.
"I'll starting at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a trail of buss up the interior of your calf. 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 inner, isn't it ?"

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

The Unveiling

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my place. Sometimes I like being on my home sward, 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 separate he really wanted me. Ok, so most men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my body like a 2-bit cum bucket. almost men saw me as zilch more than a warm receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute young lady and opine how a lot fun it would be to stimulate totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some dark place and never even know her name. I call it masturbation with soul else's physical structure. And there is a sentence and place for that. But this guy really seemed to be occupy in who I was.

Which is really authoritative when you 're a chick sporting wood. I'm not huge, but a heavyset 6 inch cock on a biddy can freak the screwing out of a guy who doesn't measure up. They have to be extremely open minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to make premiss. Some of the manliest, macho fop loved having me roll in the hay them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my load deep in their tight virgin holes I'd let them have me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

'' You still here ? '' matte asked. `` You seem like your creative thinker is somewhere else. ``

'' I 'm sorry, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and flatness ran his hired man over my ass. As common I kept myself a few inches from him so he wouldn't palpate my surprisal before the redress consequence. And that was almost always after I'd let them descend in my backtalk. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck. One button at a sentence I loosened his shirt exposing fluid fragrant man-flesh. I love the flavour of a woman, but a man's fragrance can just turn me into an animal. This one's pheromones hit me short square in the girly section. My fingers worked at the grip of his belt and soon he was naked in strawman of me, a nicely sized tool jutting out proudly from his happy track. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my Ottoman dynasty. I crawled between his thighs and pulled myself up onto his torso so I could kiss him long and hard. His hands roamed under my blouse playing with my skillful little B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingerbreadth played with my stiffening tit. Finally I broke the buss and trailed my backtalk downward. As my rim passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the bottom of my chin as I worked a track of osculation back and Forth River across his closely abs. I twisted my head so that his cock header was against my impudence. Looking up at him with my green eyes ( God, I love this part ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. tell apart me what you want me to do."Then I ran my tongue slowly along the side of his throbbing shaft.

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

So I did. Grabbing his shaft I lowered my lips down over his tip, never breaking eye contact. I didn't stop until my lips hit his pubic ivory. The surprised groan and facial expression on his face was priceless ! Twirling my expression on his turncock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His hint was getting lecture and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to ride him for a piece, but on the next plunge down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my mouth. Ok, so I knew he was close-fitting 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 throat ? My gag reflex hit me like a railroad train but I refused to let him get it on he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a petty slipped past my lips.

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

I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. adjacent I dropped my pantie around my ankles and backed up so he could fondle my ass. He gently lifted my skirt and planted kisses all over my buttock. His tongue 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 standpoint he couldn't see it. His clapper parted my folds and fuck, I had to admit he was talented ! With my wooden leg spread I could see his tool getting hard again.

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

He regained his erection and stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pressing his cock against my sheepcote. His ran the head of his throbbing hammer up and down from my wrinkled rear end down through my sheepfold 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 mouth stretching open 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 clitoris. Before I could monish him his deal reached mine - and my throbbing hard on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so surprised he could hardly think. But I could see the repugnance on his face.

"Wait,"I said as tear welled up in my heart."Let me explain !"

"You're a get it on fashion plate - but you have a puss too ! ? WHAT A fucking FREAK !"
He jumped up and grabbed his wearing apparel and ran into the hallway of my apartment building stark defenseless. As much as I want to I'll never forget the look in his eyes. My hormones were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the ottoman and had myself a beneficial little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a interrupted Nox's sleep.

What are Friend for ?

In the morning I called Tina and Dame Alice Ellen Terry, two of my substantially friends. They've been together forever having met in level school before either of them knew they were lesbian.

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

"Yeah, and he won't takings my calls or texts, so piece of tail 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 bury all about Sir lance-me-not."

‘ Tina, that's not funny,"I whined.

"Oh come on Chris, I don't upkeep who you are, that's good story !"

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

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

"I have a great idea,"terrycloth exclaimed."We just got the new gush tub finished up ! Lets make some buck's fizz and you can tell us with bubbles !"

We walked into their bedroom and I couldn't help but notice the squeamish thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a tool facing each direction so they both could enjoy it. Looks like they'd had quite the romantic evening themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my assistant opening the champagne bottle.

"I'll assistance,"I said"but you get to fix it pop ! Not sure I could need having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the honor with the feeding bottle sodding with lewd paw question right before the bob blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our pegleg.

We sauntered back to the tub and joined Terry who was almost asleep, floating in the roiling, bubbly H2O."Come on in ! You missed all the fun. I found my best-loved jet !"she exclaimed dreamily."I didn't last 15 seconds."

She sat up and slid over to our position. The female child sat on each side of me and we handed out the Mimosas."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."Time for your tale. Start at the origin !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laugh to subside 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 NICE ! Long and thick and hard as blade. tinker's dam, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a niggling lower in the tub. The girls were both running their fingers up and down my thighs and my body responded to their soupcon. Like most cleaning lady, my nipples get really hard and pointy when I'm aroused. The girls saw this and Terry said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her hand up to my crotch and wrapped her hand around my aching shaft.

"Fuck that feels good,"I moaned as I closed my eyes. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their sassing. I pulled Tina up to kiss my thirsty mouth while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my ramification. 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 call for this,"I cooed in Tina's ear."We know you do dear. What are girlfriend for ?"With that she leaned forward, burrowing the tip inside me. She waited a moment so I could relish the touch sensation 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 small, pushing every finally inch of the big ignominious cock into me. Terry took that minute to wax out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long slow pass. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to tear me apart, but it hurt so soundly ! The top of the harness had a little excrescence right where my button is and every poking sent jerking up my putz and into my brain. Just as terrycloth was about to go over the boundary she pulled herself off my face.

"Damn you're dear at that ! But you're not the sole young lady who needs cock today."And with that she slid down my soundbox into my lap. Her knees landed beside my second joint and my cock tip was brushing against her lips. She spread her human knee and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC brawn, which not only made my stopcock vellication but also tightened my burrow on Tina's dildo letting me sense every veiny inch inside me. The little girl got into a rhythm so they were both pulling away from me at the same metre, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, tough cock back into my pussycat. I knew each driving force sent the early end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and piss sloshed all over the new bathroom trading floor.

My slit finally couldn't take any More and I shrieked as my first climax blasted through me. The prickling in my clit became a flak and it sent white hot sparks up my cock. I screamed again and let go in Dame Ellen Terry, filling her with my cum. I don't make sperm so I can't get a fille pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many women say I come Sir Thomas More than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything better than filling your partner with your succus and I filled Terry full-of-the-moon. She finally exploded into her own orgasm and fell against me, gently flexing her pelvic arch to keep our sexual climax pealing.

"Whew ! I thought somebody was going to glide by out and drown there for a min,"I said with a silly grinning on my face.

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

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

"Oh yeah. We'd have given lip to verbalize to both ends my dear !"

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

"We do,"the daughter said in unison."We'll subscribe to some more Mimosas too !"The ease of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back pace and being BFF's. Thank God for lady friend !




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