geezerhood ago I was in a workplace stroke back dwelling house where several of us suffered life threatening injuries. To this day I continue to suffer from office concussion syndrome. I had only recently started to feel matter might be getting better. I had gone through phases where I thought I might be getting well only to suffer reverse. One piffling tap on the head and I would be right back where I had started. The genial haze and anguish just could n't be sustainably managed.

It felt best to be alone, in the iniquity. So I spent the better component of the geezerhood locked away hoping and waiting for something like a monk. I pushed everyone out of my life and closed myself off. My parents had passed away long before any of that and I had no siblings or friends to speak of. Things seemed like they would never get unspoilt and I would often turn over destruction as a sweet release.

It was on that note that I recently moved to New House of York. If the variety of scenery did n't do me some good, there were still better doctors. My mind was feeling a bit to a lesser extent stuporous these days and I felt I may have made the right choice coming here. Neural footpath were firing off like they once had. For the time being I was not employed, but the money from the colonization was dwindling now. I needed to get better soon, or die trying.

I was standing in a busy metro car as it sparked apong the tracks towards Broadway. People were packed inside like sardines and I was amongst them. I had resolved to get out more and live a little and maybe even come across some citizenry and so I was going to see a play. I watched the passing game tunnel bulwark and atomic number 10 ads as they blurred together into a single optic portraiture. It was exactly like my visual modality would often do after the accident.

In the radiant smear of glowing life sentence passing by me, I gradually became aware of a Pres Young lady standing behind me. Her silhouette was reflected into the window I was so transfixed on. My mind strained a bit as I stared but she was a pleasant prototype. Nearly twenty dollar bill years my youthful, probably 19 or 20 twelvemonth old. She had foresightful blonde haircloth and stood about 5'4 '', weighing about 100 pounds. She wore a doll but was put together respectably. She did n't count cheap, or wretched. I guessed she had spent a while getting set up though. As the cable car ripped along a roiling plane section of the course I felt the woman slightly bump into me from behind.

My judgment went adrift and I wandered off into my persuasion. I imagined her reaching around me and slipping her hand slowly under my waistline. She grasped onto my humanness and gently groped me in her hand. The caravan started slowing down as I focused again on her contemplation in the window. Completely transfixed, it was then that our eyes first met. As she stared back at me through the drinking glass, I was certainly we had had a present moment. A sultry smiling formed from her youthful sass, even if only in the manifestation.

We had arrived at the next stop and multitude hustled off the car. My head spun slightly and my lovely muse scampered off the train. It was then that I noticed something familiar in her hand. As the room access shut tight I confirmed that my binding air hole was indeed empty. `` That piddling kick ! '' I said, leaping up to my feet as the room access closed.

I hit my head on one of the erect grab track. Everything went white. A crushing painful sensation like a shock of lightning struck through my head. Blinding light wove through my brain like a spider web. I grabbed at my skull and then I clutched at my heart. I was standing outside the car now watching myself driblet to my human knee. It felt like something of an out of soundbox experience. I was on my knees in the car reaching up my arm and extending a finger out to ... me ?

My outreaching torso collapsed to the floor. A senior pulled the pinch brake before the train even got going. My motionless body lay face down on the greasy subway car. `` So this is death '', I thought. Glancing down I came to an uneasy realization that this may in fact not be decease. There was now a handbag on my shoulder ... A frisson swept around my bare legs beneath the skirt I was wearing. I looked further down and realized my metrical foot were painfully strapped into a dyad of red senior high heels. Overwhelmed I finally noticed the kink blonde pilus skimming over my impertinence and scent.

'' What ? '' I awkwardly said in mispronounce syllables. I could see and learn effective than before. `` I- '' I began with an unmistakably different articulation. `` Well ai n't this some shite ? '' I spoke aloud. `` Do you know that guy ? '' There was a transportation system cop standing next to me. I swung my principal towards him maniacally. He backed up as he surveyed the scenery on the string. `` ... no '', I replied, dumbfounded. I stood there looking on.

An unusual rushing of emotions swirled about inside me. My head felt proficient than it had in geezerhood, the fatigue was gone. I felt a great peck of loss though. Was I okay ? It gradually dawned on me that I was now the missy whom I had been watching. This fountainhead on these berm felt astute and lighter. I was completely without the answers I needed. What I lacked in physical baggage I now made up for in express bafflement. It terrified me a not bad mountain. This was some weird shit, to say the very least.

Paramedics arrived and attempted to resuscitate me for some prison term. He had pointed to me, or I to her, or whatever. Was I pointing at the thief who had stolen my wallet, or was she pointing at her consistency, taken or given to me ? I had a 1000 questions. They pronounced me dead and I got on the northbound geartrain shortly after. For lack of a respectable plan, I was headed back to fag.

Everything was strange about this. There was this breeze on my legs and up my skirt. I had shadow feelings of my dick swinging against my ramification. There were no balls between my thigh. Instead I felt a gap where my dust had been, a fucking gap ! Clip clop, clip clunk the high bounder went. I did n't defy guide them off though. I learned on the fly, even as the tit on my dresser tipped me off balance. A common cold wind blew down on me and I felt my immature pap tighten as I rushed down the final streets toward home.

I looked at everyone like they were criminals as I clutched the handbag in my right deal. I suspected every man and woman of having bad intentions. Or that they all could see me for who I actually was. I trusted no one.

Back at the subway system place, I had never considered seeking assistance for this bastardization of ego. Now I was pretty worry. I was so wild. Then, finally, there was silence in my psyche. I had just stood idly by and watched affair unfold. Now though, panic was setting in. While my promontory was bother free, my own estimation felt somewhat extraneous. It even felt like sometimes I was not the author. I was now in the mind of a young woman.

My script began to halter from the strain of clutching this purse. I knew full well I did n't have the strength I did before but I slipped off the cad and crammed them into the bag as I approached the dumpster just inside the alley separating my building from the side by side. well-nigh unladylike I then ascended the garbage bin and reached up to the flack escape while simultaneously flinging my purse onto it. It took everything this body had to pull in myself up.

I raced up the step, around and around to my 3rd story window. As I had remembered it was half open. I awkwardly tumbled inside. Home sweet home plate. The property had a smell and I wondered if it had always been there. I shut the window tight, drew the curtain closed, and double checked the ringlet on the door. I stood still staring at the ignition lock.

I was breathing heavily and the lights were still off. Dropping the handbag to the terra firma I watched as my own breasts heaved up and down in the hangman's halter top that covered them. I took off the jacket I was wearing and dropped it next to the purse. I dropped to my knees and I started to cry. wafture of emotions washed over me like a tide. I leaned back up against the wall and rested my oculus. Blank space in my mind… It was so quiet ... perfect.

I woke up hours later and flipped on the Light Within above me. Spilling the purse out on the floor I found makeup, more makeup, keys, a few papers and my stolen pocketbook. I opened up one of the papers and examined it. It was a telephone placard for Jane Brooks, with a charge speech. Getting to my pes slowly I walked into the bedroom and finally looked in the mirror. The reflection in front of me was that of a drop utter gorgeous teenage young lady. I ripped the shirt over my drumhead and pulled the skirt down around my pelvic arch to the base. I was confused, but I was a man, afterall. I felt a prickling inside me.

Normally I would sense myself swelling from an erection as these thoughts swirled around in my mind. My manhood would harden and I could pass on down and grip it firmly in my strong weather-beaten hand. Instead there was a growing warmth and a feeling of butterflies inside of me. It felt utterly exhilarating. I struggled with my bra and pulled it up and over my head like I had the shirt. My firm c cup bosom stood at attention with pap as hard as baseball diamond. They had not yet succumbed to gravity on this Brigham Young body.

I flashed a smile at myself that sent a shiver down my spine. It was like controlling somebody else, but it was now me. I cupped my bosom and started to knead them gently. After a few proceedings of blissfully exploring them I picked up the tread slightly and tried pinching my nipples. `` holy diddlyshit '' I said aloud as I pinched and pinched and winced and made pouty little faces.

I uncupped my titty from my hands and slowly looked down. I dug my finger's breadth inside the waistband of my cotton White person lash and looked inside. I half expected to see a dick hanging there but there was only a trimmed tuft of fuzz leading downward like a red carpet. I slipped the lash down over my rhythm bottom and they slid down my sleek legs to the level. They fell gracefully to the floor and I noticed a moist place in the centre of attention of them. I lifted my ft out and held the lash up to my case. The wet patch was right up to my sassing and nozzle as I drew in a farseeing, late breather. It had been some time since I had been with a woman, but I had not forgotten that unmistakable scent.

Pure lust was overtaking me as I looked into the mirror again. A stark naked vision of a fertile goddess looked back at me with a electrocution stare. Wetness was visible on the short stubble around the gap between my thigh. With my will paw holding the pantie to my face I moved my right mitt down graze over my toned midriff towards this private space. It is said that oddment killed the cat, but having already watched myself die today, I was leave to explore this minuscule kitty.

My hand skimmed over my tender bits. As I stood there petting my loins in the center of the room my legs were starting to finger shaky under me. My head and dresser were feeling warm. I took a stair back and sat on the border of the bed with my tenderness now racing. My finger were now tracing around my labia and spreading my own womanly juices across all my dame parts. `` Was this heaven ? '' I wondered.

Dropping the thong, my go out hand went back to kneading my breasts and mamilla. I started to rub at my clittoris with my wet fingers and could n't serve but force my pelvis up and down into my paw. This flashed familiar range through my mind of how on any given day I might be tugging up and down on my throbbing member with an iron grip edging myself close as I coerced the skin up and down my rock toilsome shaft. A whitish explosion would inevitably fire up from deep within my well balls below it. On this day however, I was edging closer to a new variety of finis. I laid my head back onto the bed as I massaged my paw over the warmth.

I was so very hot and bothered. I had never felt so heated up while masturbating. My pussy felt like it was steaming and the temperature was radiating outward from deep inside my CORE. My finger sloshed around across my case-hardened clit pushing the hood up and down and brushing the nub from English to side. I swirled my fingers around and around and around and around in the Saame repetitive move while bucking my glower body and smushing my fingers down harder as my body tensed and tensed and tensed.

It was like riding up a mighty Wave. Up and up I mentally and physically ascended until finally, finally ! I felt myself tipping over the crest. Like a colossal wave crashing down from heaven upon my tiny panting trunk. Every muscle in my athletic word form began to tighten from my vagina outward. My haircloth stood on end and my back arched. Quivers went through my thigh and my toes curled up to my feet. My pussy contracted tightly and then pulsated outward like an explosion of waves shooting pleasance outward to every mettle ending in my entire body only to clench up and release again and again and again.

Each wafture gushed fluid from within my vagina followed by another clap of delight as my love tunnel clenched inward and electric pleasure then blasted outward. solid ground was shattering around me and I let out a long guttural groan `` Ooooooooooooooooooooo ! '' trailing off as I gasped in a much needed breath of air only to clench my teeth and crouch my nose again in yet another powerful extended undulation of X. I had never experienced pleasure like it in my living.

Nothing as a man could have prepared me for the powerful joy extruding throughout my entire body from just that petite button. Where I would have normally pumped out the concluding several juts of salty cum and released my deflating cock from my hand I was still here and now spasming in the middle of a lengthy pleasure crescendo. `` Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I screamed through pouty lips. I was sure that the pleasance would end too soon, or never end at all.

'' Ohhhhhh… Oh god ! '' Then after about 45 mo my eubstance seemed to unwind. I stopped the frantic rubbing of my clitoris and just held my hand firmly over my altogether souse cunt. low intermittent contraction continued inside me, slowly becoming watery and washy. I relaxed my rachis, my toes straightened out, and I exhaled a colossal breathing place of relief.

I felt exhausted and energized at the Lapplander fourth dimension. I had experienced what no other man had ever experienced and the excitement was overwhelming. If there was one thing I had always been beneficial at it was silencing the vocalization inside my head. After all, what good were questions that I was beginning to acknowledge nobody alive could answer. What assistant were fright and dubiousness that would only dish out to undermine the singular pleasance and youthful reinvigoration I was experiencing ? However long it was to last, whether it was even real or not and whether I would be punished for it all later, I was going to revel this. I already was.

I dared not go anywhere as the sun came up over the urban center. I had n't slept so well in years or as far as I could commemorate. I felt rested and reinvigorated. I kicked the flat solid off the bed and pranced my little au naturel physical structure towards the can. I cupped my own plump bottom in my hands and squeezed as I stole a expression into the mirror. My ample breast were a mickle to behold and I flashed myself yet another oblique smile that seemingly did n't belong to me. I leaned into the shower and turned on the faucet.

Like a little deer I held my substructure out checking the water before I climbed in and felt the heavy water jetting across my tender chest. My nipples stiffened and I could hardly contain my own hullabaloo knowing what I wanted to do in there.

I went through the same footfall I 'd bask the Nox prior. Rubbing my breasts, pinching my mammilla, stroking my eubstance, palming my lady parting, rubbing my clit, stroking my clitoris, frigging my clit, until I was practically slapping at my clit. Hunched over in the shower leaning into a corner with bilgewater dripping out of my mouth and a steady flow of peeress juice dripping from between my branch I cautiously pressed the tip of my midriff finger into my very taut and very warm body. It was much red-hot than doing it to someone else. I could feel it and enjoy it all at once.

Pulling back and pressing forward various prison term I was able to bury the whole finger's breadth up to my metacarpophalangeal joint. My other mitt feverishly rubbed my button and I held my finger perfectly still inside me as my legs started to tremble. My finger was being constricted by my orgasmic muscular contraction. My heart were fluttering half closed and my knees weakened. `` Fuck ! '' I yelled in a deep sultry cleaning lady cumming sort of way.

Another day passed before I was uncoerced to speculation back outside. I walked down the apartment hall swinging my hips from side of meat to side. I felt sexy and I could not remember ever feeling like this before. An old man was gleaming at me as I strolled onto the street wearing the only clothes I had. I glanced back to see his regard set upon my round ass tightly framed beneath the skirt. `` Fucking deviant '', I muttered. I had decided to finally man up and investigate the savoir-faire I 'd found. It turned out to be only ten blockage from home. My feet were already paying for it.

It was an aging apartment building not unlike my own. The banknote listed her at 6D. I fumbled through the winder as someone else approached the front room access. `` I can never think of what key it is '', I said. She was old and crass and replied `` ahhhh, like you never remember your snag ''. She pushed in front of me and opened the door before holding it for me. I squeezed past her in the door frame and then approached the elevator. `` Still broken '' chimed the old bird.

Trudging up the stairwell I was at least confident that I was in the aright spot. I was completely unaware of what to expect though so as I opened the stairway door into the 6th floor, I paused. It was quiet. I stepped cautiously into the hallway and started making my way through the letters up to D. Here I was.

I could n't hear anything through the threshold and started trying Francis Scott Key. The 3rd key was the charm. The deadbolt clicked open and I turned the grip freely. I took a cryptic breath and swung the room access open to destiny. It was a dusty old one sleeping room. The kitchen was also the keep room and the livelihood way was also the bedroom. There was pretty a good deal no piece of furniture aside from an old bed and rickety chest of knickers. Like a quiet down home base invader looking for loot, I ransacked through affair invasively.

I wanted nil more than the round-eyed of account. Was this some divine intervention or a hilarious chance event in space and meter ? There were various voicemail. `` Beep… June that 's the last time I cover your shift. You 're fired, checks in the mail ''. I dumped out drawers, shovelled out the wardrobe with my feet, swung open the closet. It was just wearing apparel, a few dishful, there was nix here. I was getting dire and sad. `` Beep… June it 's you, do n't blank out the rent ''.

There was a gym bag that I started to pack some of her clothes and horseshoe into. I was n't sure where I would experience or what I would do as I layed back onto her bed and stared up at the ceiling. I knew full well there was more to being a woman than finger banging one 's self. As I sat back up I felt something uneven beneath me. I stood and lifted the edge of the mattress and there it was. Jane 's own daybook. It chronicled several years of her life with point of reference to her past.

Jane had been raised in Massachusetts and had lost her parents at a young age. In and out of foster homes until she turned 16, she had run away and basically lived on the streets for 2 years. That is how she had come to New York metropolis. She had Book of Job on and off, and admirer on and off. She was virtually a ghost, just like me. the type of person cipher would ever note was now a man inside. I decided I would likely pack up my things and move them into Janes before hoi polloi started asking questions.

matter were no longer feeling the same anymore. Tonight I would go down to my fellow pub to try and rekindle my sense of self. I walked through the door and recognized some of the patron. The employees I knew quite well. On staff tonight there was August, the midriff aged beer chick who did n't rent no shit from anybody, and Theo, the Scottish man who was built like a brick shithouse.

'' What can I get you ? ``, Theo asked. He already seemed more paying attention than common. `` Rye and coke '' I replied. He set about pouring the methamphetamine hydrochloride and I studied him in a way that felt foreign to me. He was about 30, 6'4 '', 240lbs. I watched his body relocation and quickly did a double payoff when I traced the schema of a big fat juicy rooster through his jeans. `` What the fuck ? '' I thought to myself.

I had never had a gay cerebration in my life. I was as hetero as I had seen. The bulge in his gasp however was just so forthright. I could n't seem to look away ! You could almost see the details of a flaccid bulbous purpurate head word and enormous veiny jibe leading to his humongous crumple cavalry sized balls. `` God damn it ... '' I muttered to myself. `` Sorry, what 's that ? '' Theo asked as he placed my drink in front of me. `` This ones on me dear '' he informed me.

I felt as though I was reaching some sort of turning breaker point. It was all happening so quickly. I had butterflies in my breadbasket. The idea of this hulking sweaty fucker pounding that freakishly expectant cock into my tight teenage dead body was intriguing me a great hatful. Him hovering over me breathing into my ear while dripping sweat onto me while his throbbing humanity is slipping in and out of me… in and out, in and out.

acerate leaf to say, I was thinking a lot. `` Thanks so much ! ... sexy '' I replied. He giggled and swooned and set about helping an older gentleman who had come inside after me. `` August you 're on your own ''.

I stepped off the elevator, opened my old apartment door and stepped inside. It was all too familiar. A clotheshorse was coming to eff me in my kitty though. That was very very dissimilar. I had brought a number of women back to my apartment over my time in new York but none of them had this character of potential. I would lord over them like a culture medium sized god nailing them in their arse. Now though, I wanted something… different.

I was still daydreaming just inside the doorway as he knocked. I opened it up and he was quick to introduce himself `` I 'm dingy love, but I do not consider we 've been properly introduced '' he started, but I interrupted `` you 're Theo and I 'm Jane, now shut up and kiss me '' I urged him and then pulled him inside while I closed the doorway. I stood on my tiptoes and leaned my bureau up against his breadbasket. He leaned in and met me for a kiss as his implements of war wrapped sturdily around me. Maybe I really could be a woman… his lips instilled confidence in me. They also melted me in lust. His big hands scrolled up and down my limber back as our tongue broke through each former 's back talk and swirled around in a perfect snake like union.

His manpower grasped my butt and I leapt up with my arms around his neck and my pegleg then wrapped firmly around his waist. We tongue fucked one another 's mouths for a few min until he finally sat us back in my easy chair. I was now straddling him on the president as we continued making out. `` I 'm kissing a dude '' I briefly thought before suppressing my consciousness and returning just to the moment. I backed up off of him and got down on my knees in front of him. I reached out my delicate mitt and strained as I unclipped his lustrous belt buckle and undid the jeans button below. I smiled as I unzipped the zipper.

Up until this point I still felt I was a man in a woman 's dead body. Beyond now I began to seriously query my own motive. How much of this was hormonal, biological, phycological ? I slipped my piddling hand through the fly of his pants into the cut in his boxers and curl my fingers partially around his swelling pecker. I tugged it out awkwardly, half bending it just to guide it out pother. I had just presented myself with the large cock I had ever gazed upon in someone. It made my hired man seem even smaller.

It was completely liberal and reminded me of how my own putz had been. Only this one was fantastically turgid. Nine full inches and as midst as my girlish radiocarpal joint was before me. It was not too shiny or veiny or wrinkly, just a big 'ol fair dick. I found myself admiring it. I inhaled sharply as I leaned forward and ran my tongue across my sassing. `` What the underworld am I doing ? '' I wondered. Just then his big tool twitched in my palm and once again I was back in the moment.

I stuck out my glossa and touched it beneath his swollen tip. It was affectionate and genuine. I swirled my tongue around and proceeded to lube him up with my oral fissure. Like I had seen in so many porno and had done to me by others many clip. As topper I could I took to bobbing my mouth on him. I treated him how I liked to be treated. It must have been exactly what he wanted too, as my clapper swirled beneath his glans and I powerfully sucked up and down his lance while cradling his big clod in my lilliputian hands. `` Oh girl ! I do n't have a go at it what I did in me'live on spirit to deserve this '' Theo reassured me as his hands planted themselves on the dorsum of my head.

He started running his callous mitt through my long hair and gently massaging my skull. It was n't long however, until he was thrusting into my mouth and literally fucking my pretty typeface. I did n't appear to have much of a gag reflex response and the cock head was so big that I certainly could n't swallow him. He just rammed into the back of my sassing over and over again. I had drooled all over his manhood and he was increasingly dripping precum like he was a crazy stallion. I could try out the glutinous liquid on my tongue and continued to let him use me.

My knife kept swirling and my rim stayed tightly wrapped around his tremendous girth. In and out, in and out. tawdry slurping noises started escaping my backtalk as I gave a man a thorough C job in my own apartment. The sounds escaping my mouth only made me corneous and more lost in the here and now. `` Was this all real ? '' I thought.

Theo exhaled a great suspiration of relief and suddenly slowed his drive. His body relaxed with his breath and he sunk back trench into the chairman. As I cradled his globe his hairy orchis tensed up to his body before a stream of cum pulsed through his lengthy shaft of light and guessing out from the tip into my lustful young mouth. It had somehow managed to surprise me as it splashed against my throat and draped over my tongue and teeth like a blanket of snow.

I wrapped a hired man around the base of his shaft and quickly gulped his seed down while his big gumshoe stayed in my hot mouth. The big chunk dropped and then raised up again spraying my oral cavity mechanically with gibbosity of thickheaded ointment as I frantically consumed what I could in an attempt to superintend the spot. Some spilled out of my sass and I started to breastfeed harder now and gripped his massive creature with my aright hand as hard as I was able-bodied to. I was squeezing the cum out his tool with forceful pumps of his gibe up and down. Theo had released my head from his grip now as I continued coaxing his throbbing substance. I had always felt porn exaggerated the total of cum one man can bring on, but cum was literally escaping my mouth and I had been made a believer.

The glorious contractions of his musket ball were pointedly detailed in my left hand where I lovingly cupped his heavy gem as they spastically introduced man windfall to my mouth. Pheromones likely played a role in my mental State as I inhaled the musky odor of his cock and balls. It dawned on me I was tasting this man 's cum. I had never even tasted my own cum before, but It had a slightly piquant look and while I could n't make up one's mind if I liked it, it seemed to urinate me even hornier thinking about it. I traced my tongue all around his engorged tip and dragged it firmly up and down the sides of his unbending piece.

I was cleaning him up and swallowing everything I could find. His massive manhood had stopped its pounding and as his sexual climax completed he finally started to go limp in my mouth. I could see myself in my nous 's eye with cum on my Kuki-Chin and cum down my shirt. I was kneeling in forepart of this beast of a man, a practical stranger of sorts having just sucked him off and swallowed all of his cum. `` A cum adulteress now '', I thought to myself as I released his softening monster from my hairgrip and scooped the cum off my chin and into my wanton mouth. I did this as I batted my center at him with a picayune tease.

Whatever the cause for my lack of inhibitions, be they physical or mental, there was no denying that my thin cotton panties were soaking wet from one leg to the other. A scorching fervor had been lit within my loins and I needed him to toss one to a greater extent log into it. Theo was smiling from ear to ear. Not a Bible was spoken as I pulled my tank top over my drumhead and I started unbuttoning his shirt. He unclasped my bra and his grin only broadened as my C cup breasts spilled out and bounced for him. I leaned in and our rima oris entangled again. He was not reluctant to put his oral cavity where he had just placed his steaming cum. His bang-up big dick lay still across his left field leg and I climbed back on top of him and started grinding my genitals against it.

'' First Loretta Young peeress, let me return the favor ''. His power was on presentation as he stood up with me still in his lap and turned us around placing me down in the well-to-do chairwoman where I had just sucked him off and passionately swallowed all of his encumbrance. He pulled off my socks and leaned in to pull off my yoga pants and panties. There was now a large seeable wet spot soaked right through my pants that made me feel a tad bit embarrassed. He tugged them both off my long slender peg and then stepped out of his own unbuttoned trouser and boxers. `` Dear god I 'm paying for this in me'succeeding life '' he gleaned while staring at my fresh shaved and now completely nude young body. He arched his shoulders back and his shirt fell to the floor behind him.

He was a hulking build to say the very least. He was as boneheaded as he was wide. I did n't demand to ask to experience he was maitre d' of some rugger squad somewhere. He had a hairy and mesomorphic body. There was no fat on this man except maybe around the fat putz that proudly swung between his tree diagram trunk looking pegleg. It was not a sight for sore eyes but rather a sight that made my middle sore. `` God red cent you 're big '' I finally spoke. He just smiled and got down onto his knees in front of me just as I had done for him.

My slender legs had goose bump as his hands caressed the backs of thenof and he planted kisses up and down the inside of my thigh. Then he plantes kisses all the way down to my feet. He carried on stroking and kissing my bid trunk while groping my ass in one paw and kneading my tits in the other. He massaged my stomach and side and every clock time I thought he would bury his brass in my cunt he just paused over it breathing in the sweet odour. I knew all too well what he was smelling and the virulent power that this little young girlfriend held over him, a giant beast of a man. He kept on like this for what felt like an eternity. I closed my heart and sunk back into the electric chair as I reached a serenely relaxed state. I was just a rag dame being loved.

He worked his kisses back around and finally dragged his bumpy tongue alongside the outermost edges of my swollen labia and then back up the former side. His hot breath seared over the wet trail he was leaving and all along the becalm flow of feminine fluid that dripped down the chap of my plump ass from out of my sweltering sex. My pussy was throbbing now as he started kissing his way back down my legs and over my foundation sucking on a few toes as he did. I had reached perhaps the highest point of libidinous hot pants I had ever reached in either of my lives. As his convoy of candy kiss worked its way back up my legs I started to hitch my articulatio coxae in a wild show of impatience that I hoped might convince him I had suffered at his hired man long enough.

He planted a kiss squarely on my wet pussy and then ran his tongue up and down my privileged labia. A finger's breadth suddenly pressed it 's way inside me ever so insignificantly. I bucked my hips again trying to get it further inside of me but he was n't having it and pulled the tip of his fingerbreadth back out. He was in restraint here. He kissed my thighs and then placed his big mouth completely over my mound. His spit flicked up and down my pussy and then inside me. He was passionately Daniel Chester French kissing my almost private of post. His tongue darted in and out of my vagina as his manus caressed my thighs until suddenly he lurched forward and munched directly onto my clittoris.

'' Oooooooooooo '' I wailed in a deeply sultry part as I reacted to the shock of raw pleasure that I alone had not yet received from this sultry partnership. It was like a deeply ache within me, only pleasurable. `` Oooooooooooo '' I wailed loudly as he lapped away at my piffling bit. `` Do n't fucking end, do n't you fucking stop '' I yelled while grinding my hips inti his inviolable unmovable human face. To his deferred payment he did not stop and he did not move an in. I used his mouth like a cheese grater, raking my clit over his buzzing back talk. He was doing everything right. This was how to please a woman. He was a perceptive and feel lover and not in a woman trapped in a man 's dead body kind of way. `` God is his cock big… '' I pondered as I reached my low gear orgasm. `` Oh screw, oh screwing, oh roll in the hay '' I grabbed onto his head and reel my clitoris into his mouth as hard as this untested girl could.

Fireworks started going off from inside me. He was sucking so tremendously hard on my little clit, his lingua flying around it like a pigment brush. Subtle and then pronounced poking at my nub of nerve endings were causing the world around me to close in and newsbreak before my eyes. I could not believe or keep in line the pleasance I was feeling. I dug my nails into the back of his capitulum and forcibly fucked my womanhood down on his mouth. Theo just kept flicking his tongue about while his sassing sucked harder. It felt like it would go on forever.

It was the longsighted climax I had experienced. respective minutes passed of purely orgasmic, breadbasket twisting, toe curling, full body stiffening, pussy squirting joy contractions. I just continued wailing and forcefully gyrating. `` Uh huh uh huh uh huh '', the auditory sensation of a do-or-die animal caught in a ambush echoed throughout the walls. Here sat a offspring charwoman wailing in the throe of marvellous cristal. As the contractions slowly started to sink my clit became extremely sensitive. I pushed his headland off of my sex and heaved in and out catching my breathing space. He stood up in presence of me and in an instant I was face to face with that throbbing baseball bat between his powerful thighs.

Before I could go back to run on his beautiful peter he leaned over and scooped me up into his arms. We locked back talk again and this sentence it was my turn to taste my juice from him. He carried me through the undefendable chamber doorway and placed my physical structure on the bound of the bed. He was tidal bore, shake hard, and wasted no time trying to fuck me. His body towered over me supported by one of his hefty weapon. He kept his feet on the ground and his polar hand encompassed his manhood and slid it up and down my yawning wet pussy. I had never been more ready for something this size, but I was in no way ready. This body had never tried anything like what Theo was bringing to the plica. Although my box was gaping in anticipation and dripping like a wet dog I was still going to be stretched like childbirth.

'' Childbirth ? '' I mused to myself. I had n't really considered it. To be honest, I had n't intended on ever fucking a guy. Between the Rye and Cokes and the sudden feel I 'd puzzle stealing glimpse at the outline of Theo 's parcel through his pants I had arbitrarily talked myself into trying something. Something, but sex ? A child ? Pregnancy ? An odd thought- `` eeeeee '' I squealed out as his bellying tip squished at my swollen cavern. I clenched my pubic region as tight as I could and then let it all relax as he moved forward and backward until the head awkwardly pushed inside of me.

In slow miniature thrusts he gained and lost fractions of an inch. I was expanding around him patiently as he bored a hole into me the exact size and shape of his severe cock. `` Half way '', I thought as he had reached nearly a third base of his duration. His arms were resting on either side of my chief and breast like a big batting cage trapping me down. I was barely even visible under him as his huge trunk hovered over me. We embraced in changeless glossa swirling buss as his cock kept dig and oil production deeper into me. He was actually one-half way into me now and started giving me proper thrusting. Drawing his throbbing raft out to just the tip and then pistonning back into me. I gave him a satisfactory grunt, `` Uhhhh ! ``, with each inward thrust he claimed a little more property for himself.

There was discomfort involved and I wondered if I was eve going to enjoy it. I resolved to see it through and it helped that my pussy was freakishly wet. `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, I took him deeper and cryptical as his trunk got closer to mine. That colossal bone now pounded forcefully into this pixilated little bitches fix. This was like goose egg I had done before. The feelings were so foreign, but so ease. Being full of someone… it strangely satisfied some primal new desires.

`` Ohhhhh fuck you 're big '', I blurted out as his thrusts picked up step and his peter penetrated even deep. His huge hairy balls kept swinging and were now tickling my keister. The painful sensation had all but disappeared with the exception of some of the harder stab. This big dog was close to finally burying his pearl. He kept up slamming into me, ravaging the unseasoned kitty I had gifted him. Heavy balls started to slap audibly against my back and I smiled and wrapped my legs around him. The sounds and tactile sensation this stud poker was producing put my mind at comfort. I finally relaxed my pelvic region and just like that his future thrust put him all the way in. I felt his thick tip mashed up against my cervix while his orb mashed firmly against my ass. He had put 9 '' of the thickest stopcock I 've ever seen into my small offspring body.

'' Holy shittttttt ! '' I cooed as he held it in me briefly. He pulled back out all the way to his tip and easily slid back into my depths stabbing futiley against my cervix again. As his yard quickened dramatically, the slap of his balls turned into a clump from his thighs against my body as he held back no longer. He slammed down into my ship's boat insides. In and out of my slit he was stretching me out like a fist. I was shamelessly pushing my pelvis up to conform to him even harder. I took it like this for what seemed corresponding forever before he transferred his weight onto me and put his big hands beneath my ass. He was totally dominant allele now as he jackhammered into my pussy. Like a motorcar, he forced in and out until he finally reached his peak, `` ahh screwing I'ma'cum soon ''. `` Do it ! '' I whispered into his ear.

I could sense every last thick in of him inside me as his heavenly peter thrusted to a halt. Impaled beneath him I felt a herculean throb coursing upward through his thick shaft that suddenly jettisoned into me. A hot implosion therapy sense experience spurted directly up into my cervix from his nuzzled up tip. His seed was spraying perfectly into my womb and streaming throughout my vagina around his cockhead. That was all I could handle, and as his warm jets of spunk filled me, I finally climaxed.

My teenage organic structure started convulsing around this huge invader. I clawed into his back with my nails and clenched my dentition while I squeezed around his neck like I was trying to choke him. We were cumming together in a blissfully gratifying union. There, mated, both throbbing and contracting. `` Oooooooo '' I whined over and over with each breath. I was completely wide-cut and his massive manhood was completely enveloped by my pussy. His weight was crushing down on me now and he was in complete mastery emptying his cargo inside me. It drove me wild to be stuck there under a big man with my chest pinned and his feet locking my ankles as he bred me. My pussycat squeezed rhythmically on his big pecker as he came.

I found him amazing in that he was again producing so much cum. It flooded into me forcibly through his long, virile hammer. He stayed inside me for several minute of arc as we locked back talk and ran our paw through each other 's hair. As the last of my womanly contractions depleted and his putz started to soften inside me, he lifted up his body and tugged gently on his cock. He pulled it slowly from my puss and my lip clung desperately to his tip before finally letting him go. A blowup of our combined fluids oozed out from inside my gaping hole all over the bed sheets below.

Theo stood up and once again I was gobsmacked by the size of what had been inside me. I leaned back up and sat in the puddle of our lovemaking as I reached out and grasped him by the cock again. I licked up and down the shaft, licked his big balls and took him into my sassing again as I sucked my own taste from off him. remnant cum trickled out of him and I quickly sucked it up. `` Insatiable '' Theo said, `` That was the best sex of me'unit lifespan ''. I let go of his cock and stood up. Theo wrapped his powerful weapon system around me and we hugged one another. Maybe I was a charwoman now. `` Why should n't I be ? '' I conceded .