years ago I was in a workplace accident back home where several of us suffered life-time threatening harm. To this day I continue to suffer from Wiley Post concussion syndrome. I had only recently started to finger things might be getting better. I had gone through phases where I thought I might be getting well only to suffer setbacks. One niggling tap on the school principal and I would be right back where I had started. The mental haze and anguish just could n't be sustainably managed.

It felt best to be alone, in the dark. So I spent the better part of the years locked away hoping and waiting for something like a Thelonious Sphere Monk. I pushed everyone out of my lifespan and closed myself off. My parents had passed away long before any of that and I had no siblings or friends to verbalise of. things seemed like they would never get better and I would often study last as a sugariness release.

It was on that note that I recently moved to New York. If the change of scenery did n't do me some adept, there were still honorable doctors. My intellect was feeling a bit LE foggy these days and I felt I may ingest made the right choice coming here. Neural tract were firing off like they once had. For the time being I was not employed, but the money from the settlement was dwindling now. I needed to get better soon, or die trying.

I was standing in a busy subway system car as it sparked apong the rails towards Great White Way. citizenry were packed inside like sardines and I was amongst them. I had resolved to get out more and subsist a slight and maybe even meet some people and so I was going to see a play. I watched the release tunnel rampart and neon ads as they blurred together into a single optical portrait. It was exactly like my sight would often do after the fortuity.

In the beamy smear of glowing sprightliness exit by me, I gradually became aware of a young gentlewoman standing behind me. Her silhouette was reflected into the windowpane I was so transfixed on. My brain strained a bit as I stared but she was a pleasant range. Nearly 20 years my younger, probably 19 or 20 years old. She had long light-haired hair and stood about 5'4 '', weighing about 100 dog pound. She wore a skirt but was put together respectably. She did n't face gimcrack, or poor. I guessed she had spent a while getting prepare though. As the cars ripped along a turbulent section of the track I felt the woman slightly bump into me from behind.

My mind went adrift and I wandered off into my thought process. I imagined her reaching around me and slipping her mitt slowly under my waistline. She grasped onto my manhood and gently groped me in her hand. The train started slowing down as I focused again on her manifestation in the window. Completely spell-bound, it was then that our eyes first met. As she stared back at me through the meth, I was sure as shooting we had had a moment. A sultry smiling formed from her youthful sassing, even if only in the thoughtfulness.

We had arrived at the next stop and people 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 threshold shut fast I confirmed that my back air hole was indeed void. `` That little kick ! '' I said, leaping up to my feet as the doors closed.

I hit my head on one of the erect grab rail. Everything went white. A crushing pain like a jolt of lightning struck through my school principal. Blinding dismount wove through my brain like a wanderer web. I grabbed at my skull and then I clutched at my heart. I was standing outside the car now watching myself drop to my articulatio genus. It felt like something of an out of body experience. I was on my articulatio genus 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 emergency bracken before the train even got going. My motionless soundbox lay face down on the sebaceous metro car. `` So this is death '', I thought. Glancing down I came to an restless realization that this may in fact not be decease. There was now a handbag on my shoulder ... A chill swept around my bare legs beneath the skirt I was wearing. I looked further down and realized my infantry were painfully strapped into a twain of red high heels. Overwhelmed I finally noticed the crimped blonde hair skimming over my cheeks and nose.

'' What ? '' I awkwardly said in mispronounced syllables. I could see and hear effective than before. `` I- '' I began with an signally different phonation. `` Well ai n't this some shit ? '' I spoke aloud. `` Do you make love that guy ? '' There was a transit cop standing next to me. I swung my head towards him maniacally. He backed up as he surveyed the scene on the gearing. `` ... no '', I replied, dumbfounded. I stood there looking on.

An unusual rush of emotions swirled about inside me. My head felt better than it had in geezerhood, the weariness was gone. I felt a heavy deal of loss though. Was I okay ? It gradually dawned on me that I was now the girl whom I had been watching. This head on these shoulders felt card sharper and clear. I was completely without the answers I needed. What I lacked in physical baggage I now made up for in utter bewilderment. It terrified me a keen trade. This was some weird shit, to say the very to the lowest degree.

paramedical arrived and attempted to resuscitate me for some time. He had pointed to me, or I to her, or whatever. Was I pointing at the stealer who had stolen my pocketbook, or was she pointing at her body, taken or given to me ? I had a thousand interrogative. They pronounced me bushed and I got on the northbound geartrain shortly after. For lack of a better plan, I was headed back to pouf.

Everything was strange about this. There was this pushover on my legs and up my skirt. I had phantasm feelings of my dick swinging against my legs. There were no chunk between my thigh. Instead I felt a gap where my rubble had been, a fucking gap ! Clip clip-clop, clip clump the eminent dog went. I did n't dare take them off though. I learned on the fly, even as the breasts on my pectus tipped me off balance. A cold wind blew down on me and I felt my young tit tighten as I rushed down the final streets toward home.

I looked at everyone like they were criminals as I clutched the bag in my right hand. I suspected every man and cleaning lady of having bad intention. Or that they all could see me for who I actually was. I trusted no one.

Back at the subway station, I had never considered seeking help for this bastardization of self. Now I was pretty worried. I was so angry. Then, finally, there was quiet in my mind. I had just stood idly by and watched matter spread. Now though, terror was setting in. While my mind was pain free, my own ideas felt somewhat foreign. It even felt like sometimes I was not the author. I was now in the judgment of a young woman.

My mitt began to strangle from the nervous strain of clutching this purse. I knew full well I did n't give the strength I did before but I slipped off the heels and crammed them into the purse as I approached the dumpster just inside the alley separating my construction from the next. Most unladylike I then ascended the garbage bin and reached up to the ardor relief valve while simultaneously flinging my purse onto it. It took everything this eubstance had to draw myself up.

I raced up the stair, around and around to my 3rd narration windowpane. As I had remembered it was one-half open up. I awkwardly tumbled inside. Home sugariness base. The place had a smell and I wondered if it had always been there. I shut the window tight, drew the curtains closed, and double checked the ignition lock on the threshold. I stood still staring at the lock.

I was breathing heavily and the lights were still off. Dropping the purse to the basis I watched as my own boob heaved up and down in the balancer top that covered them. I took off the jacket I was wearing and dropped it next to the handbag. I dropped to my knees and I started to cry. moving ridge of emotions washed over me like a tide. I leaned back up against the wall and rested my eyes. Blank space in my mind… It was so quiet ... perfect.

I woke up hours later and flipped on the brightness above me. Spilling the purse out on the flooring I found composition, to a greater extent constitution, keys, a few papers and my slip billfold. I opened up one of the papers and examined it. It was a earpiece Federal Reserve note for Jane Brooks, with a billing address. Getting to my metrical foot slowly I walked into the bedroom and finally looked in the mirror. The reflection in strawman of me was that of a drop stagnant gorgeous teenage girl. I ripped the shirt over my head and pulled the dame down around my hip to the floor. I was confused, but I was a man, afterall. I felt a tingling inside me.

Normally I would palpate myself swelling from an erection as these thought swirled around in my mind. My manhood would inure and I could hit down and grip it firmly in my strong weathered handwriting. Instead there was a growing affectionateness 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 breasts stood at attention with nipples as hard as diamonds. They had not yet succumbed to gravity on this Whitney Young body.

I flashed a smiling at myself that sent a shiver down my pricker. It was like controlling someone else, but it was now me. I cupped my boob and started to knead them gently. After a few proceedings of blissfully exploring them I picked up the pace slightly and tried pinching my teat. `` holy place poop '' I said aloud as I pinched and pinched and winced and made pouty little faces.

I uncupped my boob from my hands and slowly looked down. I dug my finger's breadth inside the girdle of my cotton white thong and looked inside. I half expected to see a dick hanging there but there was only a trimmed tuft of hair leading downward like a red carpeting. I slipped the thong down over my one shot posterior and they slid down my sleek pegleg to the base. They fell gracefully to the base and I noticed a moist spot in the middle of them. I lifted my feet out and held the lash up to my expression. The wet spot was right up to my oral cavity and nose as I drew in a prospicient, deep breathing place. It had been some time since I had been with a woman, but I had not forgotten that unmistakable scent.

Pure luxuria was overtaking me as I looked into the mirror again. A sodding naked vision of a fertile goddess looked back at me with a burning stare. Wetness was visible on the short stubble around the gap between my second joint. With my entrust hired man holding the panty to my human face I moved my right hand down grazing over my inflect midsection towards this private place. It is said that curiosity killed the cat, but having already watched myself die today, I was willing to explore this little 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 palpate precarious under me. My headway and bureau were feeling warm. I took a step back and sat on the border of the bed with my mettle now racing. My digit were now tracing around my labia and spreading my own womanly juice across all my lady role. `` Was this Eden ? '' I wondered.

Dropping the flip-flop, my left hired hand went back to kneading my white meat and nipple. I started to rub at my clittoris with my wet fingers and could n't help but thrust my pelvis up and down into my hand. This flashed familiar images through my thinker of how on any given day I might be tugging up and down on my throbbing extremity with an iron grip edging myself closer as I coerced the skin up and down my stone hard shaft. A whitish explosion would inevitably give notice up from deep within my egotistic balls below it. On this day however, I was edging closer to a new kind of polish. I laid my headway back onto the bed as I massaged my hand over the warmth.

I was so very hot and bothered. I had never felt so heated up while masturbating. My slit felt like it was steaming and the temperature was radiating outward from deep inside my core. My fingerbreadth sloshed around across my indurate button pushing the hood up and down and brushing the nub from incline to side. I swirled my digit around and around and around and around in the Sami repetitive motion while bucking my lower 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 midget heaving body. Every heftiness in my athletic cast began to tighten from my vagina outward. My hairs stood on end and my back arched. Quivers went through my second joint and my toes curled up to my metrical unit. My pussy contracted tightly and then pulsated outward like an blowup of waves shooting pleasure outward to every boldness ending in my intact body only to clench up and release again and again and again.

Each wave gushed fluid from within my vagina followed by another eruption of joy as my dearest tunnel clenched inward and electric pleasure then blasted outward. Earth was shattering around me and I let out a farsighted guttural moan `` Ooooooooooooooooooooo ! '' trailing off as I gasped in a much needed breathing time of air only to clench my teeth and crinkle my nose again in yet another powerful protracted wafture of ecstasy. I had never experienced joy like it in my lifetime.

Nothing as a man could have prepared me for the powerful joy extruding throughout my entire dead body from just that tiny clit. Where I would hold normally pumped out the close several juts of salty cum and released my deflating cock from my mitt I was still here and now spasming in the middle of a drawn-out pleasure crescendo. `` Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I screamed through pouty sassing. I was sure that the pleasure would end too soon, or never end at all.

'' Ohhhhhh… Oh god ! '' Then after about 45 seconds my consistency seemed to relax. I stopped the unrestrained detrition of my clit and just held my hand firmly over my whole sousing cunt. Small intermittent contractions continued inside me, slowly becoming sapless and weaker. I relaxed my back, my toes straightened out, and I exhaled a colossal breath of relief.

I felt exhausted and energized at the same time. I had experienced what no other man had ever experienced and the exhilaration was overwhelming. If there was one thing I had always been near at it was silencing the voice inside my head. After all, what good were dubiousness that I was beginning to acknowledge cypher live could answer. What supporter were fears and doubts that would only serve to undermine the unique pleasures and vernal 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 love this. I already was.

I dared not go anywhere as the sun came up over the city. I had n't slept so well in years or as far as I could remember. I felt rested and reinvigorated. I kicked the sheets off the bed and pranced my little raw organic structure towards the bathroom. I cupped my own plump bottom in my hands and squeezed as I stole a look into the mirror. My ample white meat were a mess to behold and I flashed myself yet another oblique smile that seemingly did n't belong to me. I leaned into the shower bath and turned on the faucet.

Like a little deer I held my substructure out checking the water supply before I climbed in and felt the hard pee jetting across my sore thorax. My nipple stiffened and I could hardly contain my own inflammation knowing what I wanted to do in there.

I went through the same steps I 'd enjoy the night prior. Rubbing my tit, pinching my nipples, stroking my body, palming my madam persona, rubbing my button, stroking my button, frigging my clitoris, until I was practically slapping at my clit. Hunched over in the cascade leaning into a corner with taradiddle dripping out of my mouth and a steady rate of flow of dame juice dripping from between my ramification I cautiously pressed the tip of my middle finger into my very tight and very warm up body. It was much blistering than doing it to someone else. I could feel it and delight it all at once.

pull back and pressing forward several multiplication I was able to bury the unit finger up to my knuckle. My early paw feverishly rubbed my clit and I held my fingerbreadth perfectly still inside me as my pegleg started to tremble. My digit was being constricted by my orgasmic contractions. My optic were fluttering half closed and my knee joint weakened. `` Fuck ! '' I yelled in a bass sultry charwoman cumming kind of way.

Another day passed before I was willing to venture back outside. I walked down the apartment hall swinging my pelvic girdle 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 apparel I had. I glanced back to see his gaze set upon my daily round ass tightly framed beneath the skirt. `` Fucking pervert '', I muttered. I had decided to finally man up and look into the address I 'd found. It turned out to be only ten blocks from home. My infantry were already paying for it.

It was an senescent apartment building not unlike my own. The bill listed her at 6D. I fumbled through the keys as someone else approached the face door. `` I can never remember what key it is '', I said. She was old and crass and replied `` ahhhh, like you never remember your rent ''. She pushed in battlefront of me and opened the door before holding it for me. I squeezed past her in the threshold frame and then approached the elevator. `` Still broken '' chimed the old shuttle.

Trudging up the stairwell I was at to the lowest degree sure-footed that I was in the rightfulness place. I was completely unaware of what to expect though so as I opened the stairway threshold into the 6th story, I paused. It was still. 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 door and started trying samara. The 3rd key was the charm. The bolt clicked open and I turned the handgrip freely. I took a mystifying breath and swung the threshold open to destiny. It was a dusty old one chamber. The kitchen was also the living room and the livelihood room was also the bedroom. There was pretty a great deal no furniture aside from an old bed and rickety chest of underdrawers. Like a tranquil domicile invader looking for lettuce, I ransacked through affair invasively.

I wanted zero more than the simplest of explanations. Was this some divine interference or a hilarious accident in distance and time ? There were various voice mail. `` Beep… June that 's the shoemaker's last time I cover your teddy. You 're fired, checkout in the mail ''. I dumped out drawers, shovelled out the closets with my feet, swung open the closet. It was just dress, a few dishes, there was nil here. I was getting desperate and sad. `` Beep… June it 's you, do n't forget the snag ''.

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 dwell or what I would do as I layed back onto her bed and stared up at the cap. I knew full-of-the-moon 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 journal. It chronicled several years of her life with references to her past.

Jane had been raised in Massachusetts Bay Colony and had lost her parents at a young age. In and out of nurture dwelling house 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 House of York City. She had jobs on and off, and friends on and off. She was virtually a ghost, just like me. the type of person nobody would ever notice was now a man inside. I decided I would likely pack up my things and impress them into Janes before people started asking questions.

thing were no longer feeling the same anymore. Tonight I would go down to my intimate pub to try and rekindle my sense of self. I walked through the door and recognized some of the supporter. The employees I knew quite well. On staff tonight there was Aug, the middle aged beer wench who did n't take 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 heedful than usual. `` Rye and C '' I replied. He set about pouring the drinking glass and I studied him in a way that felt foreign to me. He was about 30, 6'4 '', 240lbs. I watched his body move and quickly did a two-baser takings when I traced the abstract of a big fat juicy cock through his jeans. `` What the fuck ? '' I thought to myself.

I had never had a gay thought in my living. I was as hetero as I had seen. The bump in his trouser however was just so forthright. I could n't seem to await away ! You could almost see the contingent of a flaccid bulging purplish foreland and enormous veiny barb leading to his humongous wrinkled buck sized clump. `` God damn it ... '' I muttered to myself. `` Sorry, what 's that ? '' Theo asked as he placed my deglutition in front man of me. `` This ones on me dear '' he informed me.

I felt as though I was reaching some kind of turning point. It was all happening so quickly. I had butterflies in my belly. The thought of this hulking sweaty fucker pounding that freakishly big hammer into my tight teenage consistence was intriguing me a big deal. Him hovering over me breathing into my ear while dripping sweat onto me while his throbbing manhood is slipping in and out of me… in and out, in and out.

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

I stepped off the elevator, opened my old apartment room access and stepped inside. It was all too familiar spirit. A swell was coming to fuck me in my snatch though. That was very very dissimilar. I had brought a number of fair sex back to my apartment over my fourth dimension in new york but none of them had this type of potential. I would lord over them like a medium sized god nailing them in their underside. Now though, I wanted something… different.

I was still daydreaming just inside the door as he knocked. I opened it up and he was quick to present himself `` I 'm sorry love life, but I do not believe 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 threshold. I stood on my tiptoes and leaned my chest up against his stomach. He leaned in and met me for a buss as his arms wrapped sturdily around me. Maybe I really could be a woman… his backtalk instilled confidence in me. They also melted me in lecherousness. His big men scrolled up and down my limber back as our tongues broke through each other 's lips and swirled around in a perfect snake in the grass like union.

His hired hand grasped my butt and I leapt up with my weapon around his neck and my peg then wrapped firmly around his waistline. We tongue have it away one another 's sassing for a few minutes until he finally sat us back in my easy chair. I was now straddling him on the electric chair 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 knee joint in social movement of him. I reached out my delicate custody and strained as I unclipped his shiny smash 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 char 's consistency. Beyond now I began to seriously query my own motives. How a good deal of this was hormonal, biological, phycological ? I slipped my little helping hand through the fly of his pants into the cut in his boxers and curled my fingers partially around his swelling shot. I tugged it out awkwardly, half bending it just to guide it out flaps. I had just presented myself with the great dick I had ever gazed upon in person. It made my handwriting front even smaller.

It was completely handsome and reminded me of how my own dick had been. Only this one was fantastically tumid. Nine full inch and as thick as my girlish wrist was before me. It was not too sheeny or veiny or wrinkly, just a big 'ol clean and jerk dick. I found myself admiring it. I inhaled sharply as I leaned forward and ran my tongue across my brim. `` What the hell am I doing ? '' I wondered. Just then his big shaft twitched in my palm and once again I was back in the moment.

I stuck out my tongue and touched it beneath his swollen tip. It was warm and veridical. I swirled my knife around and proceeded to lube him up with my mouthpiece. Like I had seen in so many pornos and had done to me by others many times. As best I could I took to bobbing my mouth on him. I treated him how I liked to be treated. It must deliver been exactly what he wanted too, as my tongue swirled beneath his glans and I powerfully sucked up and down his light beam while cradling his big globe in my tiny mitt. `` Oh girl ! I do n't sleep with what I did in me'stopping point lifetime to deserve this '' Theo reassured me as his hired man planted themselves on the cover of my head.

He started running his cauterize mitts through my long haircloth and gently massaging my skull. It was n't long however, until he was thrusting into my mouth and literally fucking my jolly boldness. I did n't appear to deliver much of a gag innate reflex and the tool straits was so big that I certainly could n't live with him. He just rammed into the back of my mouth over and over again. I had drooled all over his manhood and he was increasingly dripping precum like he was a wild entire. I could taste the viscous liquid on my tongue and continued to let him use me.

My tongue kept swirling and my brim stayed tightly wrapped around his tremendous girth. In and out, in and out. cheap slurping haphazardness started escaping my mouth as I gave a man a thorough puff job in my own apartment. The sounds escaping my lip only made me horny and Thomas More lost in the here and now. `` Was this all real ? '' I thought.

Theo exhaled a great sigh of relief and suddenly slowed his push. His organic structure relaxed with his hint and he sunk back deep into the chair. As I cradled his musket ball his hairy egg tensed up to his body before a watercourse of cum pulsed through his extended shaft and shot out from the tip into my lewd young backtalk. It had somehow managed to surprise me as it splashed against my throat and draped over my knife and tooth like a mantle of snow.

I wrapped a hired man around the foundation of his beam and quickly gulped his seeded player down while his big dick stayed in my hot mouth. The big bollock dropped and then raised up again spraying my mouth mechanically with juts of duncical cream as I frantically consumed what I could in an attack to contend the situation. Some spilled out of my sassing and I started to suck harder now and gripped his monolithic tool with my decent script as hard as I was capable to. I was squeezing the cum out his instrument with forceful pumps of his lance up and down. Theo had released my school principal from his grip now as I continued coaxing his throbbing essence. I had always felt erotica exaggerated the amount of cum one man can acquire, but cum was literally escaping my mouth and I had been made a worshipper.

The glorious contraction of his Ball were pointedly detailed in my left bridge player where I lovingly cupped his heavy pit as they spastically introduced man gravy to my mouthpiece. Pheromones likely played a part in my mental state as I inhaled the musky olfactory perception of his cock and nut. 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 make me even hornier thinking about it. I traced my tongue all around his congested tip and dragged it firmly up and down the sides of his rigid piece.

I was cleaning him up and swallowing everything I could determine. His monolithic manhood had stopped its throbbing and as his flood tide completed he finally started to go hitch in my mouth. I could see myself in my mind 's eye with cum on my chin and cum down my shirt. I was kneeling in front of this beast of a man, a practical stranger of sorts having just sucked him off and swallowed all of his cum. `` A cum fornicatress now '', I thought to myself as I released his softening fiend from my grip and scooped the cum off my chin and into my wanton mouth. I did this as I batted my eyes at him with a footling tease.

Whatever the cause for my lack of inhibition, be they physical or genial, there was no denying that my thinly cotton wool panties were soaking wet from one leg to the early. A scorching flaming had been lit within my loins and I needed him to toss one Sir Thomas More log into it. Theo was smiling from ear to ear. Not a word was spoken as I pulled my tank top over my head and I started unbuttoning his shirt. He unclasped my bra and his smile only broadened as my C cup chest spilled out and bounced for him. I leaned in and our mouth entangled again. He was not loth to put his mouth where he had just placed his steaming cum. His great big stopcock lay still across his left leg and I climbed back on top of him and started grinding my crotch against it.

'' First youth noblewoman, let me return the favour ''. His power was on display as he stood up with me still in his lap and turned us around placing me down in the easy hot seat where I had just sucked him off and passionately swallowed all of his load. He pulled off my socks and leaned in to extract off my yoga pant and scanty. There was now a great visible wet spot soaked right through my bloomers that made me finger a tad bit embarrass. He tugged them both off my long slender legs and then stepped out of his own unfastened gasp and boxershorts. `` love god I 'm paying for this in me'future life-time '' he gleaned while staring at my freshly shaved and now completely naked Pres Young body. He arched his articulatio humeri back and his shirt fell to the base behind him.

He was a hulking figure to say the very least. He was as thick as he was wide. I did n't take to ask to have intercourse he was captain of some rugby squad somewhere. He had a hairy and muscular body. There was no fat on this man except maybe around the fat shaft that proudly swung between his tree trunk looking stage. It was not a mess for sore oculus but rather a sight that made my eyes sore. `` God damn 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 gooseflesh as his paw caressed the backs of thenof and he planted kisses up and down the inside of my thighs. Then he plantes kisses all the way down to my foundation. He carried on stroking and kissing my cutter eubstance while groping my ass in one hand and kneading my knocker in the other. He massaged my stomach and side of meat and every fourth dimension I thought he would bury his fount in my cunt he just paused over it breathing in the sweet smell. I knew all too well what he was smelling and the virulent ability that this little young girl held over him, a behemoth beast of a man. He kept on like this for what felt like an infinity. I closed my eyes and sunk back into the chairperson as I reached a serenely relaxed province. I was just a rag doll being loved.

He worked his kiss back around and finally dragged his rough tongue alongside the outermost border of my tumesce labia and then back up up the former face. His hot breathing time seared over the wet trail he was leaving and all along the steady flow of feminine fluid that dripped down the crack cocaine of my plump ass from out of my sweltering sex. My twat was throbbing now as he started kissing his way back down my legs and over my feet sucking on a few toes as he did. I had reached perhaps the gamey peaks of lusty hotness I had ever reached in either of my lives. As his convoy of osculation worked its way back up my legs I started to hitch my hips in a wild show of impatience that I hoped might convert him I had suffered at his manpower long enough.

He planted a kiss squarely on my wet pussy and then ran his lingua up and down my internal labia. A finger suddenly pressed it 's way inside me ever so insignificantly. I bucked my hip joint again trying to get it encourage inside of me but he was n't having it and pulled the tip of his finger back out. He was in control here. He kissed my thigh and then placed his big mouth completely over my mound. His tongue flicked up and down my slit and then inside me. He was passionately french kissing my near private of places. His tongue darted in and out of my vagina as his hands caressed my thighs until suddenly he lurched forward and munched directly onto my clittoris.

'' Oooooooooooo '' I wailed in a deeply sultry vocalism as I reacted to the shock of raw delight that I alone had not yet received from this sultry partnership. It was like a deep aching within me, only pleasurable. `` Oooooooooooo '' I wailed loudly as he lapped away at my little bit. `` Do n't fucking break off, do n't you fucking discontinue '' I yelled while grinding my hips inti his impregnable unmovable face. To his mention he did not stop and he did not move an in. I used his mouth like a tall mallow grater, raking my clit over his buzzing lips. He was doing everything right. This was how to please a adult female. He was a perceptive and experient lover and not in a woman trapped in a man 's body kind of way. `` God is his cock big… '' I pondered as I reached my initiatory orgasm. `` Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh screw '' I grabbed onto his head and gyrated my clit into his mouth as hard as this young daughter could.

Fireworks started going off from inside me. He was sucking so tremendously severe on my lilliputian clit, his tongue flying around it like a paint brush. Subtle and then pronounced jabs at my nub of brass closing were causing the human race around me to close in and flash lamp before my eyes. I could not believe or control the pleasance I was feeling. I dug my nails into the backrest of his fountainhead and forcibly fucked my womanhood down on his oral cavity. Theo just kept flicking his natural language about while his lips sucked harder. It felt like it would go on forever.

It was the longest orgasm I had experienced. Several minutes passed of purely orgasmic, tum torture, toe curling, full phase of the moon body stiffening, kitty-cat squirting pleasure muscular contraction. I just continued wailing and forcefully gyrating. `` Uh huh uh huh uh huh '', the sound of a heroic animal caught in a lying in wait echoed throughout the wall. Here sat a young womanhood wailing in the throes of tremendous cristal. As the contractions slowly started to lessen my clit became extremely sensitive. I pushed his capitulum off of my sex and heaved in and out catching my breath. He stood up in front 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 puzzle out on his beautiful cock he leaned over and scooped me up into his arms. We locked lips again and this fourth dimension it was my go to taste my juices from him. He carried me through the undefendable sleeping room door and placed my body on the edge of the bed. He was eager, rock firmly, and wasted no fourth dimension trying to fuck me. His body towered over me supported by one of his sinewy blazon. He kept his ft on the terra firma and his opposite handwriting encompassed his manhood and slid it up and down my yawning wet cunt. I had never been more set for something this size, but I was in no way ready. This body had never tried anything like what Theo was bringing to the fold. Although my box was gaping in expectation and dripping like a wet dog I was still going to be stretched like childbirth.

'' childbearing ? '' 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 feelings I 'd gotten stealing coup d'oeil at the scheme of Theo 's package through his pants I had arbitrarily talked myself into trying something. Something, but sex ? A minor ? pregnancy ? An odd thought- `` eeeeee '' I squealed out as his bulbous tip squished at my swollen cavern. I clenched my loins 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 yap into me the exact size and shape of his severe cock. `` Half way '', I thought as he had reached nearly a 3rd of his length. His coat of arms were resting on either side of my caput and chest like a big cage trapping me down. I was barely even seeable under him as his Brobdingnagian torso hovered over me. We embraced in constant lingua swirling candy kiss as his cock kept digging and drilling deeper into me. He was actually half way into me now and started giving me proper thrusts. Drawing his throbbing people out to just the tip and then pistonning back into me. I gave him a satisfactory grunt, `` Uhhhh ! ``, with each inward jabbing he claimed a little more prop for himself.

There was discomfort involved and I wondered if I was eve going to revel it. I resolved to see it through and it helped that my puss was freakishly wet. `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, I took him recondite and deeper as his eubstance got closer to mine. That colossal bone now pounded forcefully into this tight little bitches golf hole. This was like zip I had done before. The opinion were so foreign, but so comforting. Being replete of someone… it strangely satisfied some primal new desires.

`` Ohhhhh fuck you 're big '', I blurted out as his thrusts picked up pace and his cock penetrated even cryptic. His vast hairy balls kept swinging and were now tickling my butt. The infliction had all but disappeared with the exception of some of the harder thrusts. This big dog was close to finally burying his ivory. He kept up slamming into me, ravaging the Whitney Young slit I had gifted him. Heavy orb started to slap audibly against my rear and I smiled and wrapped my stage around him. The sounds and smell this stud poker was producing put my mind at relaxation. I finally relaxed my pelvic region and just like that his next thrust put him all the way in. I felt his wooden-headed tip mashed up against my cervix while his balls mashed firmly against my ass. He had put 9 '' of the loggerheaded cock I 've ever seen into my minuscule young body.

'' sanctum shittttttt ! '' I cooed as he held it in me briefly. He pulled back out all the way to his tip and easily skid back into my depths stabbing futiley against my cervix uteri again. As his step quickened dramatically, the slap of his balls turned into a thumping from his thighs against my physical structure as he held back no longer. He slammed down into my tender interior. In and out of my slit he was stretching me out like a fist. I was shamelessly pushing my rosehip up to meet him even harder. I took it like this for what seemed like forever before he transferred his weight onto me and put his big bridge player beneath my ass. He was totally predominant now as he jackhammered into my snatch. Like a machine, he forced in and out until he finally reached his vertex, `` ahh fuck I'ma'cum soon ''. `` Do it ! '' I whispered into his ear.

I could feel every lowest thick inch of him inside me as his heavenly cock thrusted to a halt. Impaled beneath him I felt a powerful throbbing coursing upward through his midst shaft that suddenly jettisoned into me. A hot flooding sensation spurted directly up into my cervix from his nuzzled up tip. His source was spraying perfectly into my womb and streaming throughout my vagina around his cockhead. That was all I could plow, and as his warm jets of spunk filled me, I finally climaxed.

My teenage physical structure started convulsing around this huge invader. I clawed into his back with my nails and clenched my teeth while I squeezed around his neck opening like I was trying to choke him. We were cumming together in a blissfully enjoyable conglutination. There, mated, both throbbing and contracting. `` Oooooooo '' I whined over and over with each breath. I was completely full and his monolithic manhood was completely enveloped by my pussy. His free weight was crushing down on me now and he was in complete restraint emptying his load inside me. It drove me wild to be stuck there under a big man with my chest pinned and his ft locking my ankles as he bred me. My cunt squeezed rhythmically on his big cock as he came.

I found him amazing in that he was again producing so a good deal cum. It flooded into me forcibly through his hanker, potent peter. He stayed inside me for several minutes as we locked rim and ran our hands through each other 's whisker. As the terminal of my womanly contractions depleted and his cock started to soften inside me, he lifted up his torso and tugged gently on his cock. He pulled it slowly from my pussy and my lips clung desperately to his tip before finally letting him go. A gush of our conflate fluids oozed out from inside my gawk 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 pool of our lovemaking as I reached out and grasped him by the prick again. I licked up and down the shaft, licked his big formal and took him into my sassing again as I sucked my own predilection from off him. Leftover cum trickled out of him and I quickly sucked it up. `` insatiate '' Theo said, `` That was the effective sex of me'unit life ''. I let go of his cock and stood up. Theo wrapped his powerful limb around me and we hugged one another. Maybe I was a char now. `` Why should n't I be ? '' I conceded .