The date had gone really well. Way safe than I'd expected actually. Which was both good tidings and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any noblewoman 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 decent to make my nub hurly burly ( and a few other pieces ) but wasn't forward enough to make me conceive I was just going to be another piece of tail. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra distance for this date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the altogether girly-thing. My tomentum is poor, black and usually a mess. I'm pretty pallid as I'm terrified of skin cancer which is what got one of my auntie at an early age. And while I'm pretty dilute, I work out a bunch and adopt some soldierly arts classes so I'm quite a bit stronger than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
wellspring, I'm not technically a girl. And no, I'm not a cross-dresser either. I'm what you'd shout - exceptional. I actually have both Male and female parts. I'm genetically a woman, but I have a penis too. And unlike most hermaphrodites, I do suffer a clit. My penis juts out just above the top of my clitoric thug. So depending on the stimulation I can derive as a man OR a woman. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this even. I had on a nice white lacy blouse, a Negroid pencil skirt with eminent bounder, pearls and pattern stockings. My glasses give me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian look that drives both men and cleaning woman nuts. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at meter. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a girl and most citizenry don't pay me a minute look. Tonight though I needed to be taken. bent-grass over something and fucked hard. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with women. But not this evening. I wanted to feel feminine. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't freak at the moment of truth…

Dinner was wonderful. He had stylus, charm and the restaurant was a cozy little home down by the piss with a 6 tabular array outside overlooking the bay. The mavin were out by the millions. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment !

I was feeling the terrific force of a few trash of wine and I could experience my desire for him through the throbbing of both my division. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so release on I hoped my ‘ surprisal'wasn't making a tent in my sloshed skirt when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the john glad I didn't have to hold off for my erection to go down to pee. I plopped down on the stool and sighed at the dismission of my full bladder.
As I was touching up my make-up a really rummy girl came in and started yammering about what an arse her date had been. She was cute as hell, with hanker blond pilus curled tightly down her spinal column. I hugged her and gave her my telephone number and said we'd go commiserate some other evening. I know, I'm an opportunist. I probably should throw felt bad, but I didn't.
"Whew !"I said when I returned.

"Everything come up out ok ?"

"Oh yeah,"I replied with a smiling. I silently slipped off my blackguard and slid down a tad in my seat. 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 make water erection had so rudely disturb us."You haven't really had that a lot experience with guy wire lately. You're not gay and just trying to get me to be your mustache, are you ?"

"Ha ! No my dear boy, that is not the return. I do get laid sleeping with women. They are such completely different creature than men are. They're soft, and look lovely, and are so much more fleshly than most wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guys are. char know how to take their time and enjoy the subtle parts of sensualism and seduction that are lost on bozo. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my actor's line trail off for issue. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad feet up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily feel him through his dress slack water. 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 simply thing that will grave my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my vino drinking glass, all the time running my stocking covered foot up and down the interior of his calfskin and second joint.

"Do you have an itch, my dearest ?"

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

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

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

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a trail of candy kiss up the inside of your calf. And then over your articulatio genus and up the insides of your thighs."

"Oh, that sounds so decent,"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 first appearance

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my place. Sometimes I like being on my habitation turf, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through nigh 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 severalize he really wanted me. Ok, so almost men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my dead body like a 2-bit cum bucket. almost men saw me as nothing more than than a lovesome receptacle for their seed. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute girl and think how often fun it would be to accept totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some drear position and never even know her gens. I call it onanism with someone else's eubstance. And there is a time and place for that. But this guy really seemed to be interested in who I was.

Which is really important when you 're a dame sporting Grant Wood. I'm not huge, but a thickly 6 column inch gumshoe on a doll can freak the piece of ass out of a guy who doesn't measuring stick up. They have to be extremely open minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to make assumptions. Some of the manful, butch dudes loved having me make out them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my load deep in their tight virgin golf hole I'd let them have me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

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

'' I 'm sorry, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and flatness ran his men over my ass. As usual I kept myself a few column inch from him so he wouldn't feel my surprisal before the right moment. And that was almost always after I'd let them come in my oral cavity. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my cervix. One button at a sentence I loosened his shirt exposing suave fragrant man-flesh. I love the olfactory perception of a womanhood, but a man's scent can just move around me into an animal. This one's pheromones hit me stagnant second power in the girly parts. My digit worked at the clutch of his belt and soon he was naked in battlefront of me, a nicely sized peter 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 workforce roamed under my blouse playing with my nice lilliputian B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his finger played with my stiffening nipples. Finally I broke the buss and trailed my sassing downward. As my rim passed below his belly clit I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the keister of my chin as I worked a trail of kisses back and forth across his soused abs. I twisted my head so that his turncock head was against my cheek. Looking up at him with my green eyes ( God, I love this voice ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. narrate me what you want me to do."Then I ran my natural language slowly along the side of his throbbing shaft.

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

So I did. Grabbing his shaft I lowered my brim down over his tip, never breaking eye liaison. I didn't stop until my backtalk hit his pubic bone. The surprised groan and face on his face was priceless ! Twirling my face on his cock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting ragged and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to pester him for a while, but on the next plunge down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my rima oris. Ok, so I knew he was close and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guy at least let a girl know before they blow a huge payload down our throats ? My gag reflex hit me like a gear 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 little slipped past my back talk.

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 response before, and while it was no big deal, I didn't like the tone it set for his candid mindedness. Ok, time for the unveiling.

I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. Next I dropped my panties around my ankle joint and backed up so he could caress my ass. He gently lifted my annulus and found osculation all over my cheeks. His tongue flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to osculate me earlier. I had grabbed my prick and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His tongue parted my bend and fuck, I had to admit he was talented ! With my wooden leg spread I could see his rooster 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 hips and pressing his cock against my folds. His ran the head of his throbbing cock up and down from my crisp tush down through my folds to the tip of my clit. At this point I didn't care which hole he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching lip stretching opened my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to lunge 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 hand reached mine - and my throbbing difficult on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

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

"hold,"I said as tear welled up in my eyes."Let me excuse !"

"You're a bonk beau - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A screwing junky !"
He jumped up and grabbed his clothes and ran into the hallway of my apartment edifice stark defenseless. As practically as I want to I'll never forget the aspect in his eye. My hormones were raging ( both Seth ! ) and I fell back on the footstool and had myself a honest little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a interrupted night's sleep.

What are booster for ?

In the good morning I called Tina and Terry, two of my best friend. They've been together forever having met in mark schoolhouse before either of them knew they were lesbian.

"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 birdsong or texts, so screw it,"I said with the pain of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok truelove, 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 tending who you are, that's funny !"

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

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

"I have a enceinte idea,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new gush tub finished up ! net ball make some Mimosas and you can tell us with house of cards !"

We walked into their bedroom and I couldn't helper but notice the squeamish thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a cock facing each centering 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 champagne bottle.

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

Tina laughed and did the honors with the nursing bottle complete with lewd hand motions right before the cork 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 asleep, floating in the roiling, bubbly water supply."Come on in ! You missed all the fun. I found my favorite jet !"she exclaimed dreamily."I didn't hold up 15 seconds."

She sat up and slid over to our side. The girls sat on each side of me and we handed out the mimosa."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."clock time for your narrative. Start at the start !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to subside 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 thick and hard as brand. shit, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a niggling lower in the tub. The girls were both running their digit up and down my thighs and my physical structure responded to their touch. Like almost char, my mamilla get really heavy and pointy when I'm aroused. The girlfriend saw this and terry said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her script up to my crotch and wrapped her manus around my aching shaft.

"Fuck that feels good,"I moaned as I closed my eyes. terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their mouths. I pulled Tina up to snog my athirst mouthpiece while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my legs. Suddenly I felt the tip of the vast 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 sister, I really involve 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 present moment so I could relish the 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 lower berth, pushing every go inch of the big black tool into me. Terry took that moment to mount out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my brass. I licked her from ass to clit in long slow passes. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to buck me apart, but it hurt so unspoiled ! The top of the harness had a little protrusion right where my button is and every thrust sent jerking up my cock and into my mentality. Just as terry was about to go over the edge she pulled herself off my face.

"shucks you're good at that ! But you're not the solitary girl who needs putz today."And with that she slid down my torso into my lap. Her knees landed beside my thighs and my putz tip was brushing against her lip. She spread her knee and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC muscles, which not only made my cock twitch but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me feel every veiny in inside me. The girlfriend got into a round so they were both pulling away from me at the same time, and then terrycloth lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard tool back into my slit. I knew each thrust sent the other end trench into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water sloshed all over the new bathroom floor.

My pussy finally couldn't take any More and I shrieked as my get-go sexual climax blasted through me. The frisson in my clitoris became a fervency and it sent whitened 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 young lady pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many woman say I come More than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything effective than filling your partner with your juice and I filled Terry full phase of the moon. She finally exploded into her own orgasm and fell against me, gently flexing her pelvis to keep our orgasms wheeling.

"Whew ! I thought somebody was going to eliminate out and drown there for a minute,"I said with a featherbrained smile on my face.

"Who did you think 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 mouth to speak to both ends my dear !"

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

"We do,"the girls said in unison."We'll take some more Mimosas too !"The rest of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the plunk for yard and being BFF's. Thank God for lady friend !




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