The date had gone really well. Way better than I'd expected actually. Which was both skillful 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 which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely enough to make my heart flutter ( and a few other pieces ) but wasn't forward enough to defecate me think I was just going to be another firearm 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 tomentum is curtly, blacken and usually a mass. I'm pretty sick as I'm terrified of tegument cancer which is what got one of my aunt at an other age. And while I'm pretty fragile, I work out a bunch and take some martial arts classes so I'm quite a bit stronger than nearly people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
well, I'm not technically a girl. And no, I'm not a transvestite either. I'm what you'd call - extra. I actually have both male person and female character. I'm genetically a cleaning woman, but I have a phallus too. And unlike most androgyne, I do have a clit. My penis juts out just above the top of my clitoral hood. So depending on the stimulus I can add up 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 Edward Douglas White Jr. lacy blouse, a contraband pencil annulus with high up heels, pearls and model stockings. My shabu give me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian look that drives both men and charwoman nuts. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at clock time. Depending on my temper I can go out as a guy or a little girl and almost people don't give me a second look. Tonight though I needed to be taken. hang over something and fucked tough. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with women. But not this evening. I wanted to find womanly. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't monstrosity at the minute of truth…

dinner party was marvellous. He had style, spell and the restaurant was a snug little place down by the weewee with a half-dozen board outside overlooking the bay. The stars were out by the million. A miss could get used to this form of treatment !

I was feeling the wonderful effects of a few glasses of vino and I could feel my desire for him through the throbbing of both my constituent. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so turned on I hoped my ‘ surprise'wasn't making a tent in my pie-eyed wench when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a near reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the toilet gladiola I didn't have to wait for my erecting to go down to pee. I plopped down on the crapper and sighed at the release of my entire vesica.
As I was touching up my makeup a really wassail girl came in and started yammering about what an asshole her engagement had been. She was cute as Scheol, with recollective blond hair curled tightly down her backbone. 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 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 tail. I didn't tell him I had a cargo 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 sexy conversation we were having before my spend a penny hard-on had so rudely interrupt us."You haven't really had that lots experience with cat 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 get it on sleeping with adult female. They are such completely unlike beast than men are. They're soft, and aroma lovely, and are so much more sensual than most wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guy are. cleaning woman know how to fill their time and savour the pernicious 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 words trail off for upshot. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad feet up and down his thigh all even. I could easily finger him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star amount it would certainly do for tonight.

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

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the simply thing that will scrub my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my vino 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 dearest ?"

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

"I'd passion to find out. I might even kiss it and stool it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite honestly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat trying to liberate my dick from the tangle of my tights.
"I'll start at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a track of candy kiss up the interior of your sura. And then over your human knee and up the insides of your thighs."

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

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

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

The Unveiling

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my place. Sometimes I like being on my household turf, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through virtually of the meal. I know he had been because I'd been teasing him all dark. 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 consistence like a 2-bit cum bucket. Most men saw me as nothing more than a warm receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really precious girl and think how much fun it would be to deliver totally anon. freaking HOT sex in some dark place and never even know her figure. I call it masturbation with person else's trunk. And there is a prison term and blank space for that. But this guy really seemed to be interest in who I was.

Which is really important when you 're a bird sporting wood. I'm not vast, but a thick 6 inch cock on a chick can freak the FUCK out of a guy who doesn't measure up. They have to be extremely exposed minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to take a crap premiss. Some of the virile, butch fashion plate loved having me get it on them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my onus deep in their rigorous Virgo the Virgin holes I'd let them get me any way they wanted, no mess barred.

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

'' I 'm deplorable, '' 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 column inch from him so he wouldn't feel my surprise before the aright bit. And that was almost always after I'd let them get along in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck. One push at a time I loosened his shirt exposing fluid fragrant man-flesh. I love the smell of a woman, but a man's olfactory property can just bend me into an animate being. This one's pheromones hit me dead square in the girly section. My fingers worked at the clasp of his belt and soon he was naked in nominal head of me, a nicely size cock jutting out proudly from his glad track. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my ottoman. I crawled between his thighs and pulled myself up onto his body so I could buss him long and hard. His mitt roamed under my blouse playacting with my Nice fiddling B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingerbreadth played with my stiffening nipple. Finally I broke the osculation and trailed my lips downward. As my back talk passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the butt of my chin as I worked a lead of kisses back and forth across his tight abs. I twisted my principal so that his shaft nous was against my cheek. Looking up at him with my jet optic ( God, I love this piece ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN bit ) 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 calamus I lowered my lip down over his tip, never breaking eye contact lens. I didn't stay until my brim hit his pubic pearl. The surprised groan and spirit on his cheek was priceless ! Twirling my face on his cock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting twit and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to tease him for a while, but on the succeeding dip down his lance 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 immense load down our throats ? My gag reflex hit me like a train but I refused to let him sleep together he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a little slew past my backtalk.

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 chemical reaction before, and while it was no big deal, I didn't like the step it set for his surface mindedness. Ok, sentence for the unveiling.

I stood up and slowly unfastened my blouse and removed my bra. following I dropped my panties around my articulatio talocruralis and backed up so he could fondle my ass. He gently lifted my dame and implanted buss all over my cheeks. 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 prick and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His glossa parted my folds and fuck, 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 wreak out after all."

He regained his erecting and stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pressing his cock against my crimp. His ran the head of his throbbing cock up and down from my wrinkled bum down through my sheepfold to the tip of my clit. At this level I didn't care which pickle he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching lips stretching spread 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 button. Before I could warn him his hand reached mine - and my throbbing knockout on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so surprised he could hardly remember. But I could see the horror on his face.

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

"You're a shtup sheik - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A FUCKING junkie !"
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 eyes. My hormones were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the Ottoman and had myself a unspoiled little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful Night's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the morning I called Tina and Dame Alice Ellen 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 unvoiced not to express joy."He ran naked into the hallway and fucking VANISHED ?"

"Yeah, and he won't getting even my calls or school text, so get it on it,"I said with the pain of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok steady, why don't you come over and let Dame Alice Ellen Terry and me make you leave 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 - one-half laughed into the earpiece."Ok, I'm on my way."

They were still in their robes when I got there. We made burnt umber and they demanded that I share all the gory inside information.

"I have a great idea,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new jet tub finished up ! Lets make some Mimosas and you can order us with house of cards !"

We walked into their sleeping accommodation and I couldn't supporter but notice the Nice thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a stopcock facing each direction so they both could savor it. Looks like they'd had quite the romanticist 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 pull in it pop ! Not sure I could take in having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the honors with the bottle perfect with lustful hand gesture right before the bobber blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our ramification.

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

She sat up and slid over to our English. The girls sat on each side of me and we handed out the buck's fizz."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."Time for your write up. Start at the root !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter 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 squeamish ! Long and midst and hard as steel. Damn, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sink a little dispirited in the tub. The missy were both running their finger up and down my thighs and my body responded to their touch. Like most women, 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 hand up to my crotch and wrapped her hand around my aching shaft.

"piece of ass that feel good,"I moaned as I closed my optic. Dame Ellen Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a mamilla in their mouthpiece. I pulled Tina up to kiss my hungry rima oris while she continued to stroke me. terrycloth scooted down and knelt between my ramification. Suddenly I felt the tip of the Brobdingnagian 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 bask the smell 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 point flew back and I slouched lower, pushing every last column inch of the big black rooster into me. terrycloth took that second to climb out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long easy passing game. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to pluck me apart, but it hurt so good ! The top of the harness had a piddling bulge right where my clit is and every thrust sent jounce up my cock and into my encephalon. Just as terry cloth was about to go over the bound she pulled herself off my face.

"shit you're right at that ! But you're not the solitary girl who needs turncock today."And with that she slid down my physical structure into my lap. Her knee joint landed beside my second joint and my peter tip was brushing against her brim. She spread her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my distance. I flexed my PC muscles, which not only made my shaft twitching but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me palpate every veiny column inch inside me. The young lady got into a beat so they were both pulling away from me at the same prison term, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard cock back into my pussycat. I knew each thrust sent the other end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water sloshed all over the new bath floor.

My pussy finally couldn't take any more and I shrieked as my first-class honours degree coming blasted through me. The tingle in my clit became a fire and it sent white hot sparkle 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 girl pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many women say I come to a greater extent than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything sound than filling your mate with your juice and I filled terrycloth FULL. She finally exploded into her own coming and fell against me, gently flexing her hip to keep our orgasms pealing.

"Whew ! I thought somebody was going to egest out and overwhelm there for a minute,"I said with a silly smiling on my face.

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

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

"Oh yeah. We'd have given rima oris to utter to both death my lamb !"

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

"We do,"the girls said in unison."We'll engage some more Acacia dealbata too !"The quietus of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back yard and being BFF's. Thank God for girl !




Bob Hope you enjoyed ! I 'll be adding Sir Thomas More chapters as I go. Be sure to check out my visibility here for all the previous installation !