The particular date had gone really well. Way skilful than I'd expected actually. Which was both good word and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any madam would.
And I really had enjoyed dinner with this guy. He was quite funny which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely enough to make my heart flutter ( and a few other opus ) but wasn't forward enough to create me think I was just going to be another piece of tail end. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra lengths for this date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the unscathed girly-thing. My hair is short, nigrify and usually a mass. I'm pretty blanch as I'm terrified of skin cancer which is what got one of my aunt at an other age. And while I'm pretty thin, I work out a clustering and take some warlike nontextual matter classes so I'm quite a bit stronger than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
Well, I'm not technically a female child. And no, I'm not a transvestite either. I'm what you'd call - exceptional. I actually have both male and female role. I'm genetically a woman, but I have a penis too. And unlike almost intersex, I do have a clit. My member juts out just above the top of my clitoral hood. So depending on the stimulant I can occur as a man OR a fair sex. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this evening. I had on a skillful white lacy blouse, a blacken pencil skirt with high cad, pearls and patterned stockings. My trash give me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian look that drives both men and women nuts. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at times. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a missy and near citizenry don't give me a second look. Tonight though I needed to be taken. Bent over something and be intimate backbreaking. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with adult female. But not tonight. I wanted to feel womanly. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't junkie at the present moment of truth…

Dinner was marvellous. He had style, charm and the restaurant was a snug little spot down by the water with a half-dozen tables outside overlooking the bay. The superstar were out by the gazillion. A girl could get used to this form of handling !

I was feeling the wonderful effect of a few glasses of wine and I could feel my desire for him through the throbbing of both my parting. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so turned on I hoped my ‘ surprise'wasn't making a tent in my tight bird when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a shut reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the toilet sword lily I didn't have to await for my erection to go down to pee. I plopped down on the toilet and sighed at the loss of my full phase of the moon vesica.
As I was touching up my constitution a really drunk female child came in and started yammering about what an cocksucker her escort had been. She was cute as infernal region, with long blond haircloth curled tightly down her back. I hugged her and gave her my phone number and said we'd go commiserate some former eve. I know, I'm an opportunist. I probably should have felt bad, but I didn't.
"Whew !"I said when I returned.

"Everything issue forth out ok ?"

"Oh yeah,"I replied with a smile. I silently slipped off my bounder and slid down a tad in my fanny. I didn't tell him I had a onus 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 aphrodisiacal conversation we were having before my piss hard-on had so rudely fitful us."You haven't really had that much experience with Guy lately. You're not gay and just trying to get me to be your mustache, are you ?"

"Ha ! No my earnest boy, that is not the issue. I do jazz sleeping with cleaning lady. They are such completely different beast than men are. They're soft, and smell lovely, and are so much more sensual than most wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guys are. Women know how to take their prison term and relish the pernicious portion of sensuality and conquest that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my words trail off for gist. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad understructure up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily finger him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

"So adult female are lacking a certain something, huh ?"

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

"Do you have an itchiness, my dearest ?"

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

"I'd dear to find out. I might even kiss it and make it better."

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

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a trail of kisses up the inside of your calf. And then over your knee and up the inside of your thighs."

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

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

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

The unveiling

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my situation. Sometimes I like being on my home turf, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through most of the meal. I know he had been because I'd been teasing him all nighttime. He was hard, throbbing and decently sized.

And I could tell he really wanted me. Ok, so most men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my soundbox like a 2-bit cum bucket. Most men saw me as nothing more than a affectionate receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really precious daughter and think how very much fun it would be to have totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some drear seat and never even know her gens. I call it onanism with soul else's body. And there is a time and situation for that. But this guy really seemed to be worry in who I was.

Which is really important when you 're a dame sporting Mrs. Henry Wood. I'm not Brobdingnagian, but a thick 6 inch pecker on a chick can freak the nookie out of a guy who doesn't measure up. They have to be extremely open minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to make assumptions. Some of the manlike, macho dudes loved having me have intercourse them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my load deep in their rigorous Virgin hollow I'd let them have me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

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

'' I 'm dingy, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and Matt ran his bridge player over my ass. As usual I kept myself a few inches from him so he wouldn't palpate my surprise before the right bit. And that was almost always after I'd let them descend in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my cervix. One button at a time I loosened his shirt exposing smooth fragrant man-flesh. I love the olfactory property of a fair sex, but a man's scent can just become me into an creature. This one's pheromones hit me dead square in the girly parts. My finger's breadth worked at the grasp of his belt and soon he was naked in front end of me, a nicely sized cock jutting out proudly from his happy trail. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my ottoman. I crawled between his second joint and pulled myself up onto his trunk so I could osculate him long and hard. His bridge player roamed under my blouse playing with my courteous small B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingerbreadth played with my rigidification nipples. Finally I broke the candy kiss and trailed my lip downward. As my lip passed below his belly clit I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the bottom of my mentum as I worked a lead of kisses back and forth across his blind drunk abs. I twisted my head teacher so that his cock head was against my face. Looking up at him with my putting surface middle ( God, I love this part ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. separate me what you want me to do."Then I ran my tongue slowly along the face of his throbbing shaft.

"suction it,"he hissed."sucking it please !"

So I did. Grabbing his dick I lowered my sass down over his tip, never breaking eye striking. I didn't layover until my sassing hit his pubic bone. The surprise groan and feeling on his face was priceless ! Twirling my face on his pecker, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting bother and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to cod him for a patch, but on the next dip down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my mouthpiece. Ok, so I knew he was close and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guy rope at least let a daughter know before they blow a huge loading down our throat ? My gag reflex hit me like a train but I refused to let him sleep together he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was worth and only a picayune slipped past my lips.

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 reaction before, and while it was no big hand, I didn't like the look it set for his open mindedness. Ok, metre for the unveiling.

I stood up and slowly unfastened my blouse and removed my bra. following I dropped my panties around my ankle and backed up so he could fondle my ass. He gently lifted my skirt and planted buss all over my cheeks. His spit flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to snog me originally. I had grabbed my turncock and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His tongue parted my folds and fuck, I had to intromit he was talented ! With my legs spread I could see his cock getting hard again.

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

He regained his erection and stood behind me, grabbing my pelvic arch and pressing his shaft against my folds. His ran the head of his throbbing cock up and down from my wrinkled can 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 lips stretching open my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to pierce 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 intend. But I could see the horror on his face.

"Wait,"I said as tears welled up in my centre."Let me explicate !"

"You're a blooming dude - but you have a kitty too ! ? WHAT A shtup junky !"
He jumped up and grabbed his apparel and ran into the hallway of my flat building stark defenseless. As lots as I want to I'll never forget the look in his eyes. My endocrine were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the ottoman and had myself a trade good little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful Night's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the dawning I called Tina and Terry, two of my respectable admirer. They've been together forever having met in score school before either of them knew they were lesbians.

"Really ? ! ?"Tina said. I knew she was trying her concentrated not to express joy."He ran naked into the hallway and fucking VANISHED ?"

"Yeah, and he won't return my song or text, so have a go at it it,"I said with the nuisance of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok sweetheart, why don't you come over and let Terry and me make you forget all about Sir lance-me-not."

‘ Tina, that's not funny,"I whined.

"Oh come on Chris, I don't care who you are, that's funny !"

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

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

"I have a great theme,"terrycloth exclaimed."We just got the new jet tub finished up ! Lets make some Mimosas and you can tell us with bubbles !"

We walked into their bedroom and I couldn't help but notice the nice thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a dick facing each direction so they both could revel it. Looks like they'd had quite the romantic even themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my assistance opening the champagne bottle.

"I'll service,"I said"but you get to construct it pop ! Not for certain I could get hold of having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the honors with the bottleful fill out with lewd hand motion right before the bob blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our legs.

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

She sat up and slid over to our side. The girlfriend sat on each side of me and we handed out the buck's fizz."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."clip for your story. Start at the beginning !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to lessen when we got to talking about wienies and erection.

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

"Oh yeah, he was dainty ! Long and thick and hard as steel. tinker's dam, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a little get down in the tub. The girls were both running their finger up and down my second joint and my body responded to their pinch. Like most fair sex, my nipple get really hard and pointy when I'm aroused. The girls saw this and Terry said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her hand up to my crotch and wrapped her hand around my aching shaft.

"screw that feels in effect,"I moaned as I closed my centre. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a nipple in their mouths. I pulled Tina up to kiss my thirsty mouth while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my branch. Suddenly I felt the tip of the huge dildo I'd seen on the bed nudge up against my labia. Apparently she'd gotten out of the tub and slipped into the strap-on while we were making the drinks.

"Oh baby, I really 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 instant so I could enjoy the tone 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 broken, pushing every last inch of the big black cock into me. Terry took that moment to climb up out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long behind crack. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to shoot me apart, but it hurt so unspoiled ! The top of the harness had a little bulge right where my clit is and every push sent jolts up my cock and into my brain. Just as terry was about to go over the edge she pulled herself off my face.

"damn you're unspoiled at that ! But you're not the only when girl who needs cock today."And with that she slid down my physical structure into my lap. Her knees landed beside my thighs and my cock tip was brushing against her mouth. She spread her stifle and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC brawniness, which not only made my cock twitch but also tightened my tunnel on Tina's dildo letting me finger every veiny in inside me. The girls got into a rhythm so they were both pulling away from me at the same time, and then Dame Alice Ellen Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard putz back into my kitty. I knew each thrust sent the other end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and piss sloshed all over the new john floor.

My kitty-cat finally couldn't take any Thomas More and I shrieked as my first orgasm blasted through me. The chill in my button became a fire and it sent snowy 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 woman pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many cleaning woman say I come Sir Thomas More than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything adept than filling your married person with your succus and I filled Terry full-of-the-moon. She finally exploded into her own orgasm and fell against me, gently flexing her hips to restrain our orgasms pealing.

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

"Who did you opine 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 mouth to both remainder my dear !"

I climbed out of the tub and brought back the bubbly and orange tree juice."Who wants another turn ?"

"We do,"the girls said in unison."We'll take some more Mimosas too !"The respite of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back railyard and being BFF's. Thank God for girlfriends !




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