The day of the month 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 laughable which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely adequate to micturate my eye flutter ( and a few other composition ) but wasn't forward enough to produce me think I was just going to be another man of tail. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra distance for this appointment too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the unit girly-thing. My hair is short, black and usually a heap. I'm pretty pale as I'm terrified of hide Crab which is what got one of my Aunts at an early on age. And while I'm pretty lose weight, I work out a bunch and use up some Martial arts course of study so I'm quite a bit stiff than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
well, I'm not technically a little girl. And no, I'm not a transvestite either. I'm what you'd call - particular. I actually have both male person and female contribution. I'm genetically a woman, but I have a member too. And unlike near hermaphrodites, I do take in a clit. My phallus juts out just above the top of my clitoral hood. So depending on the stimulation I can come as a man OR a fair sex. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this evening. I had on a nice whitened lacy blouse, a black pencil chick with high heels, pearls and patterned stockings. My chalk pass on me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian look that drives both men and women nuts. I'm ashamed to include I've used it to get what I want at multiplication. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a girl and most people don't give me a bit look. Tonight though I needed to be taken. set over something and jazz backbreaking. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with women. But not tonight. I wanted to experience feminine. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't freak at the present moment of truth…

dinner was wonderful. He had vogue, charm and the eating place was a tea cozy small berth down by the water with a half-dozen tables outside overlooking the bay. The stars were out by the one thousand thousand. A girl could get used to this kind of handling !

I was feeling the wonderful personal effects of a few trash of wine-coloured and I could palpate my desire for him through the throbbing of both my region. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the noblewoman room. I was so rick on I hoped my ‘ surprisal'wasn't making a tent in my tight bird when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the lav glad I didn't have to wait for my hard-on to go down to pee. I plopped down on the toilet and sighed at the press release of my full moon vesica.
As I was touching up my makeup a really drunk girl came in and started yammering about what an arsehole her date had been. She was cunning as Inferno, with tenacious blond hair curled tightly down her back. I hugged her and gave her my phone number and said we'd go commiserate some other evening. I know, I'm an opportunist. I probably should bear felt bad, but I didn't.
"Whew !"I said when I returned.

"Everything fare out ok ?"

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

"Ha ! No my affectionately boy, that is not the issue. I do do it sleeping with women. They are such completely different creatures than men are. They're piano, and olfactory perception lovely, and are so much more sensual than well-nigh wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guys are. woman know how to carry their time and enjoy the subtle parts of sensuality and seduction that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my Son trail off for gist. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad feet up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily finger him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

"So women are lacking a certain something, huh ?"

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the only affair that will come up my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine glass, all the metre running my stocking covered fundament up and down the inside of his calf and thigh.

"Do you have an itch, my dear ?"

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

"I'd love to incur out. I might even kiss it and name it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite honestly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my tooshie trying to free my cock from the snarl of my tights.
"I'll start 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 genu and up the insides of your thighs."

"Oh, that sounds so gracious,"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 stead. Sometimes I like being on my home sod, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through most 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 tell 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. nearly men saw me as nothing more than a lovesome receptacle for their cum. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute young lady and think how much fun it would be to have totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some benighted space and never even know her gens. I call it masturbation with soul else's body. And there is a prison term and office for that. But this guy really seemed to be worry in who I was.

Which is really important when you 're a skirt sporting wood. I'm not huge, but a thick 6 in dick on a wench can freak the FUCK out of a guy who doesn't measuring rod up. They have to be extremely open minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to bring in assumptions. Some of the manful, macho dudes loved having me fuck them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my load deep in their fuddled Virgin holes I'd let them have me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

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

'' I 'm deplorable, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and lusterlessness ran his hands over my ass. As common I kept myself a few inch from him so he wouldn't feel my surprise before the right moment. And that was almost always after I'd let them come in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck. One button at a prison term I loosened his shirt exposing bland fragrant man-flesh. I love the smell of a woman, but a man's fragrance can just turn me into an animal. This one's pheromones hit me drained foursquare in the girly voice. My fingers worked at the clasp of his belt and soon he was naked in front of me, a nicely size putz 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 snog him long and hard. His hired man roamed under my blouse playing with my nice niggling B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his finger played with my stiffening nipples. Finally I broke the kiss and trailed my sass downward. As my sass passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the bottom of my Chin as I worked a trail of osculation back and Forth across his plastered abs. I twisted my head so that his cock head was against my buttock. Looking up at him with my green eyes ( God, I love this part ! gentlewoman, this is where you get his PIN identification number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do."Then I ran my glossa slowly along the side of his throbbing shaft.

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

So I did. Grabbing his shaft I lowered my backtalk down over his tip, never breaking eye physical contact. I didn't halt until my sassing hit his pubic bone. The storm moan and look on his nerve was priceless ! Twirling my face on his prick, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting bait and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to tease him for a while, but on the next plunge down his barb he spontaneously erupted in my sassing. 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 vast consignment down our pharynx ? My gag reflex hit me like a train but I refused to let him know he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a fiddling drop off past my lip.

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

I stood up and slowly unfastened 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 dame and embed kisses all over my brass. His natural language flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to snog me earlier. I had grabbed my cock and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His tongue parted my flock and fuck, I had to admit he was talented ! With my pegleg spread I could see his turncock getting hard again.

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

He regained his erection and stood behind me, grabbing my hip and pressing his cock against my folds. His ran the psyche of his throbbing rooster up and down from my scrunch butt down through my folds to the tip of my clit. At this spot I didn't care which hole he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching lips stretching open up my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to hurl back against him when suddenly he leaned down on top of me and reached around to stroke my clit. Before I could discourage him his helping hand reached mine - and my throbbing hard on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so storm he could hardly think. But I could see the horror on his face.

"waiting,"I said as binge welled up in my eyes."Let me explain !"

"You're a fucking fashion plate - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A shtup FREAK !"
He jumped up and grabbed his dress and ran into the hall of my flat edifice stark naked. As much as I want to I'll never forget the flavor in his oculus. My internal secretion were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the ottoman and had myself a dependable little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful night's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the break of day I called Tina and terry, two of my in force champion. 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 express mirth."He ran naked into the hall and fucking VANISHED ?"

"Yeah, and he won't return my calls or text edition, so fuck it,"I said with the painfulness of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok steady, why don't you come over and let terry cloth 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 admit it was, and half cried - half laughed into the sound."Ok, I'm on my way."

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

"I have a great idea,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new jetted 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 aid but notice the nice thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a cock facing each focusing so they both could savor it. Looks like they'd had quite the romantic evening themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my help opening the Champagne-Ardenne bottle.

"I'll service,"I said"but you get to make up it pop ! Not sure I could have having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the purity with the bottle complete with lewd deal gesture right before the cork blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our legs.

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

She sat up and slid over to our slope. The girls sat on each side of me and we handed out the Acacia dealbata."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."prison term for your story. jump at the kickoff !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laugh to sink when we got to talking about wienies and hard-ons.

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

"Oh yeah, he was NICE ! Long and midst and hard as brand. tinker's dam, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a picayune lower in the tub. The young lady were both running their fingers up and down my second joint and my eubstance responded to their touch. Like most adult female, my nipples get really hard and pointy when I'm aroused. The girls saw this and terry cloth said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her helping hand up to my crotch and wrapped her handwriting around my aching shaft.

"Fuck that feels expert,"I moaned as I closed my optic. terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their mouths. I pulled Tina up to kiss my hungry mouth 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 need this,"I cooed in Tina's ear."We know you do dear. What are girl for ?"With that she leaned forward, burrowing the tip inside me. She waited a moment so I could relish the tactile 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 head flew back and I slouched lower, pushing every last inch of the big black cock into me. Terry took that moment to climb up out of the tub and bring down her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long slow passes. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to tear me apart, but it hurt so practiced ! The top of the harness had a footling bulge right where my clit is and every thrusting sent jolts up my cock and into my brain. Just as terry was about to go over the edge she pulled herself off my face.

"hoot you're good at that ! But you're not the only girl who needs stopcock today."And with that she slid down my trunk into my lap. Her stifle landed beside my thighs and my cock tip was brushing against her sass. She spread her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC brawniness, which not only made my tool twitch but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me finger every veiny inch inside me. The girls got into a speech rhythm so they were both pulling away from me at the like clip, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard putz back into my twat. I knew each drive sent the former end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water sloshed all over the new privy floor.

My pussy finally couldn't take any more and I shrieked as my first of all climax blasted through me. The quiver in my clit became a firing and it sent white hot sparks up my cock. I screamed again and let go in Terry, filling her with my cum. I don't make sperm so I can't get a missy pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many womanhood 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 succus and I filled Terry full-of-the-moon. She finally exploded into her own orgasm and fell against me, gently flexing her articulatio coxae to keep our coming peal.

"Whew ! I thought somebody was going to come about out and drown there for a minute of arc,"I said with a silly 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 back talk to mouth to both death my near !"

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

"We do,"the fille said in unison."We'll take some more buck's fizz too !"The rest of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back 1000 and being BFF's. Thank God for girlfriends !




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