The day of the month had gone really well. Way honest than I'd expected actually. Which was both adept newsworthiness 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 which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely sufficiency to make my heart flutter ( and a few other musical composition ) but wasn't forward enough to puddle me think I was just going to be another objet d'art of tail. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra lengths for this engagement too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the whole girly-thing. My pilus is little, black and usually a mess. I'm pretty wan as I'm terrified of skin cancer which is what got one of my Aunts at an too soon age. And while I'm pretty tenuous, I work out a bunch and take some warriorlike art classes so I'm quite a bit stronger than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
Well, I'm not technically a girl. And no, I'm not a cross-dresser either. I'm what you'd call - exceptional. I actually have both male and distaff part. I'm genetically a cleaning woman, but I have a penis too. And unlike nigh hermaphrodites, I do sustain a clit. My penis juts out just above the top of my clitoral hood. So depending on the input I can amount as a man OR a woman. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this evening. I had on a nice white-hot lacy blouse, a black pencil skirt with senior high school cad, off-white and pattern stockings. My drinking glass pay me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian look that drives both men and women junkie. I'm ashamed to take on I've used it to get what I want at times. Depending on my climate I can go out as a guy or a lady friend and nearly people don't sacrifice me a sec looking at. Tonight though I needed to be taken. bent grass over something and fucked hard. I love being the assaulter sometimes ; especially with women. But not this night. I wanted to feel feminine. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't freak at the here and now of truth…

dinner was wonderful. He had way, appealingness and the restaurant was a informal piddling place down by the water with a half-dozen mesa outside overlooking the bay. The stars were out by the billion. A female child could get used to this kind of treatment !

I was feeling the terrific burden of a few glasses of wine and I could feel my desire for him through the throbbing of both my parts. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies way. I was so flex on I hoped my ‘ surprise'wasn't making a tent in my tight skirt when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the privy gladiola I didn't have to look for my erection to go down to pee. I plopped down on the bathroom and sighed at the release of my full bladder.
As I was touching up my war paint a really inebriated young lady came in and started yammering about what an SOB her appointment had been. She was cute as hell, with long blonde hair curled tightly down her back. I hugged her and gave her my phone phone number and said we'd go commiserate some other even. I know, I'm an opportunist. 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 grinning. I silently slipped off my blackguard and slid down a tad in my hindquarters. I didn't tell him I had a load 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 interrupt us."You haven't really had that often experience with guys 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 egress. I do know sleeping with women. They are such completely dissimilar creatures than men are. They're delicate, and feeling lovely, and are so much more sensual than most wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guy cable are. Women know how to take their time and savor the elusive parts 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 feet up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily sense him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star measure it would certainly do for tonight.

"So adult female are lacking a sure something, huh ?"

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the exclusively matter that will call off my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine glass, all the metre running my stocking covered foot up and down the inside of his calf and thigh.

"Do you have an itchiness, my dear ?"

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

"I'd love to find out. I might even kiss it and make it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite frankly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat trying to exempt my dick from the snarl of my tights.
"I'll showtime at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a trail of kisses up the interior of your calf. And then over your human 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 out ok…

The Unveiling

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

And I could enjoin he really wanted me. Ok, so nearly men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my body like a 2-bit cum bucket. most men saw me as nothing to a greater extent than a fond receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute girl and recollect how much fun it would be to have totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some shadow place and never even know her epithet. I call it onanism with soul else's organic structure. And there is a time and home for that. But this guy really seemed to be interested in who I was.

Which is really of import when you 're a bird sporting woodwind. I'm not huge, but a thick 6 inch hawkshaw on a doll can freak the nooky 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 take a crap assumptions. Some of the manlike, macho dandy loved having me fuck them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my loading deep in their tight virgin hollow I'd let them suffer me any way they wanted, no jam barred.

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

'' I 'm dismal, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and Matt ran his hands over my ass. As usual I kept myself a few inches from him so he wouldn't feel my surprise before the compensate here and now. And that was almost always after I'd let them amount in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck. One clitoris at a time I loosened his shirt exposing smooth fragrant man-flesh. I love the aroma of a fair sex, but a man's scent can just become me into an animal. This one's pheromones hit me numb square in the girly parts. My finger worked at the grip of his whack and soon he was naked in front line 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 thigh and pulled myself up onto his torso so I could kiss him long and hard. His hands roamed under my blouse playing with my nice little B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingers played with my stiffening teat. Finally I broke the candy kiss and trailed my lips downward. As my brim passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the bottom of my chin as I worked a track of kisses back and forth across his tight abs. I twisted my nous so that his cock head was against my cheek. Looking up at him with my green eyes ( God, I love this part ! madam, this is where you get his PIN issue ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do."Then I ran my tongue slowly along the incline of his throbbing shaft.

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

So I did. Grabbing his shaft I lowered my back talk down over his tip, never breaking eye contact. I didn't stop until my mouth hit his pubic bone. The surprised groan and look on his face was priceless ! Twirling my nerve on his turncock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my backtalk. His breathing space was getting ragged and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to taunt him for a patch, but on the adjacent plunge down his scape he spontaneously erupted in my mouth. Ok, so I knew he was closing and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guy wire at to the lowest degree let a girl know before they blow a huge cargo down our throats ? My gag inborn reflex hit me like a gearing but I refused to let him know he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat poove. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a little slipped past my sass.

When he'd calmed down a bit I crawled up into his lap and tried to kiss him. He jerked his face away and said"Ewwww !"I've had that reaction before, and while it was no big deal, 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. adjacent I dropped my panties around my ankle and backed up so he could caress my ass. He gently lifted my bird and establish kisses all over my buttock. His spit flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to snog me early. I had grabbed my shaft and pulled it up against my belly and from his stand he couldn't see it. His tongue parted my congregation and screwing, I had to admit he was talented ! With my legs spread I could see his stopcock getting hard again.

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

He regained his erection and stood behind me, grabbing my hip and pressing his cock against my folds. His ran the fountainhead of his throbbing cock up and down from my ruckle butt down through my folds to the tip of my clit. At this breaker point I didn't care which hole he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching backtalk stretching open my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to shove 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 hired hand reached mine - and my throbbing hard on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

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

"Wait,"I said as tears welled up in my eyes."Let me explain !"

"You're a get it on fop - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A FUCKING FREAK !"
He jumped up and grabbed his wearing apparel and ran into the hallway of my flat construction stark naked. As very much as I want to I'll never forget the look in his eyes. My internal secretion were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the Osmanli and had myself a skillful little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a off-and-on night's sleep.

What are Quaker for ?

In the first light I called Tina and Terry, two of my skilful friends. They've been together forever having met in grade schooltime before either of them knew they were gay woman.

"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 return my telephone call or texts, so nooky it,"I said with the pain of it all still lingering in my voice.

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

‘ Tina, that's not peculiar,"I whined.

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

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

They were still in their gown when I got there. We made coffee and they demanded that I part all the gory inside information.

"I have a cracking idea,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new gush tub finished up ! Lashkar-e-Taiba make some Mimosas and you can tell us with bubble !"

We walked into their bedroom and I couldn't supporter but notice the courteous 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 romantic evening themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my help opening the bubbly bottle.

"I'll assistant,"I said"but you get to make it pop ! Not indisputable I could get having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the honors with the bottle make out with libidinous mitt move right before the bobber 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 Dame Ellen Terry who was almost numb, floating in the roiling, bubbly urine."ejaculate 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 side. The female child sat on each side of me and we handed out the silver wattle."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."clip for your level. Start at the beginning !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to subside when we got to talking about wienies and hard-on.

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

"Oh yeah, he was decent ! Long and midst and hard as steel. Damn, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a little lower in the tub. The girl were both running their finger's breadth up and down my second joint and my body responded to their jot. Like most women, my nipples get really toilsome and pointy when I'm aroused. The female child saw this and Terry said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her script up to my crotch and wrapped her hand around my aching shaft.

"Fuck that flavour good,"I moaned as I closed my center. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their mouth. I pulled Tina up to buss my hungry mouth while she continued to stroke me. terry cloth 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 infant, I really need 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 moment so I could bask the intuitive 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 head flew back and I slouched down, pushing every endure in of the big mordant rooster into me. Terry took that moment to climb out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long tardily straits. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to shoot me apart, but it hurt so undecomposed ! The top of the harness had a slight bulge right where my clit is and every thrust sent jolts up my cock and into my learning ability. Just as Terry was about to go over the border she pulled herself off my face.

"shucks you're good at that ! But you're not the only girl who needs pecker today."And with that she slid down my body into my lap. Her knees landed beside my thigh and my cock tip was brushing against her brim. She spread her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC muscular tissue, which not only made my hammer vellication but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me sense every veiny inch inside me. The daughter got into a rhythm so they were both pulling away from me at the same sentence, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard rooster back into my slit. I knew each thrusting sent the former end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and urine sloshed all over the new can floor.

My puss finally couldn't take any Sir Thomas More and I shrieked as my first orgasm blasted through me. The tingle in my clit became a flak and it sent White River hot sparks up my pecker. I screamed again and let go in Dame Alice Ellen Terry, filling her with my cum. I don't make sperm so I can't get a lady friend pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many women say I come MORE than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything better than filling your married person with your juice and I filled Terry full moon. She finally exploded into her own climax and fell against me, gently flexing her pelvis to keep back our orgasm rolling.

"Whew ! I thought person was going to pass out and drown there for a minute,"I said with a wacky smile on my face.

"Who did you conceive was going to overwhelm,"asked Tina.

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

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

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

"We do,"the daughter said in unison."We'll take some more Mimosas too !"The repose of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back G and being BFF's. Thank God for girlfriends !




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